People fight and become emperors in advance

Chapter 213 Wind and Thunder Pavilion
Qifeng Mountain.

Throughout the entire northern region of Zhongzhou, Qifeng Mountain is quite famous, not because there are phoenixes on the mountain, but because the Fenglei Beige Pavilion stands on this mountain.

Qifeng Mountain is quite precipitous, with steep slopes and peaks shrouded in a thick layer of mist. Looking down from the top, the forest ripples and the sea of ​​clouds stretches endlessly, giving it a fairyland-like feel.

The top of Qifeng Mountain looks like it was split in half by a giant axe. On top of it, many buildings are hidden in the lush greenery, appearing and disappearing. The most eye-catching thing on the entire mountain top is a giant silver tower on the highest peak.

This is a landmark building of Fenglei Pavilion, and each branch pavilion has one. The one in the current Fenglei North Pavilion is called the North Thunder Tower.

The North Thunder Tower is covered in a dazzling silver color, and faintly, one can hear the rumbling of thunder emanating from it. This is the sacred cultivation ground of the Wind and Thunder North Pavilion, and only those with outstanding talent are qualified to enter it for cultivation.

The sixth floor of the North Thunder Tower is a rather spacious hall with ten steps leading up to it, covered with countless small black plaques that resemble tombstones.

This is a unique Soul Thunder Tablet of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion. As long as a trace of a soul imprint is left in it, one can know the life or death status of the person who left the imprint.

Click!

Suddenly, a Soul Thunder Monument in the corner collapsed without wind, crashing onto the steps and shattering inch by inch.

In the shadows, some withered old men suddenly opened their tightly closed eyes, and upon seeing the location of the shattered Soul Thunder Stele, they unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

The higher the position of the Soul Thunder Stele, the higher the status within the Wind and Thunder Northern Pavilion. Those in this corner are all disciples; the death of one, or even ten or eight, will not affect their foundation.

"This is...that Hong Chen, isn't it..."

Upon recognizing the owner of the Soul Stone Tablet, the old man's heart stirred, and he immediately took out a jade slip and crushed it.

Before long, a burly old man with gray hair and a faint glint of lightning in his eyes strode in.

"Sun Ao, what business do you have with this old man?"

"Old Yang."

Upon seeing the gray-haired old man enter, the old man in the shadows quickly stood up to greet him.

Even among elders, there are differences in status.

In the Wind and Thunder Pavilion, apart from the Pavilion Master, the four elders—Wind, Cloud, Thunder, and Lightning—hold the highest positions and possess the greatest strength.

This gray-haired old man, named Yang Lei, is Lei among them.

"Elder Yang, it's like this. Just now, a Soul Thunder Tablet shattered. After I checked, it was Hong Chen's Thunder Tablet."

Who is Hong Chen?

“It’s normal that Elder Yang doesn’t know. This young man has only recently broken through to the Douhuang realm and is considered qualified to enter the inner pavilion. That’s why he was able to leave a soul thunder tablet here. Normally, the life or death of such a disciple is not too important. As long as we find out the reason and don’t lose face for our pavilion, that’s enough.”

“However, Hong Chen is somewhat different. He has just received the ‘Three Thousand Thunder Movements’ and has not yet cultivated it. Now that he is dead, the ‘Three Thousand Thunder Movements’ will inevitably fall into the hands of outsiders. That’s why I informed Elder Yang and asked him to come over. You are strong and fast, so it will be easier for you to retrieve the ‘Three Thousand Thunder Movements’.”

Having learned the reason, Yang Lei nodded slightly, a hint of killing intent appearing on his face.

"Leave this matter to me. In this northern land, the disciples of my Wind and Thunder Pavilion are not so easy to kill, let alone those who are involved in the 'Three Thousand Thunder Movements'."

After uttering those words, Yang Lei flicked his sleeves and quickly left.

He also needed to investigate Hong Chen's whereabouts, as this would make the investigation more efficient.

...

Ten Thousand Snake Gorge.

After his epiphany, Chen Xiao placed a dense array of runes within the canyon, marking it as an owned territory.

After doing all this, the two of them were not in a hurry to leave.

The matter of killing the disciples of Fenglei Beige is definitely not over.

"Sect Master, your sudden enlightenment..."

Venerable Tianhuo restrained himself again and again, but in the end he couldn't resist; curiosity is a universal human trait. "The harvest is considerable; it shouldn't be long before you see it."

Chen Xiao was in a great mood and deliberately kept everyone in suspense.

He hadn't expected that completing this advance payment would actually come with a sudden epiphany.

Taking advantage of this sudden enlightenment, Chen Xiao thoroughly reviewed his own foundation and gained a deeper understanding of the cultivation technique he was practicing.

He even had ideas in mind to further improve the technique!

Of course, moving from the advanced Earth Rank to the Heaven Rank is a huge hurdle, and even if you have a plan, it's not something you can figure out in a short time.

Besides the cultivation techniques, the greater gain was in the area of ​​array formations.

The inheritance he received in the False Heaven was like a rich treasure trove. Although Chen Xiao had used it frequently before, he had only grasped the basics.

But things are different now. After a day of enlightenment, he has already explored a lot of this treasure and has more means at his disposal.

Finally, there was Chen Xiao's ultimate move, which he had never used in public before. After further refinement, Chen Xiao wanted to know what the scene would be like when it was finally revealed to the public.

Judging from the current situation, this opportunity is just around the corner.

Venerable Tianhuo reluctantly agreed. Since Chen Xiao wouldn't say anything, there was nothing he could do but go into his storage ring and ponder it in his mind.

The sun and the moon rotate, and it is a new day.

As the sun rose, what came into Chen Xiao's view was not the first rays of dawn, but an old man with gray hair who seemed to be walking through the air.

This person was none other than Yang Lei, who had been tracking him all the way from Fenglei North Pavilion.

Last night, he found out why Hong Chen left Fenglei Beige, and immediately began to investigate along the route to Tianbei City.

Unfortunately, while the desert was littered with traces of wolves wreaking havoc, there were no signs of battles involving anyone above the Douhuang level.

After searching for most of the night, Yang Lei found nothing.

"Boy, have you seen any disciples of my Wind and Thunder Northern Pavilion, or heard any sounds of powerful figures fighting?"

Upon arriving above the Ten Thousand Snake Gorge, Yang Lei noticed Chen Xiao, who was in the area, and immediately called out to ask him a question.

Chen Xiao glanced at the spot where Hong Chen had been burned to ashes, and instead of answering, asked, "People from Fenglei Beige?"

Yang Lei's face gradually darkened. He had been investigating for half the night without any results, and he was already in a bad mood. Now, a young boy with no fighting spirit was ignoring his words. How could he tolerate this?
Without any hesitation, Yang Lei stretched out one hand, his fighting spirit surging wildly, condensing into a large hand of fighting spirit to grab Chen Xiao.

Since they won't listen to reason, then let's just force them to answer!

As for whether Chen Xiao can withstand his grasp, and whether he lives or dies afterward, what does that have to do with him?

The powerful hand of fighting spirit arrived in the blink of an eye. However, to Yang Lei's surprise, Chen Xiao showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, he shook his head and sneered.

Just as Yang Lei was wondering, the giant hand of fighting spirit seemed to be blocked by an invisible force, preventing it from advancing any further when it reached three zhang in front of Chen Xiao.

What shocked Yang Lei even more was that Chen Xiao simply raised his hand, as if brushing away a speck of dust, and the battle qi hand exploded in an instant!

Before Yang Lei could figure it out, he sensed an invisible force crashing down, like mountains and rivers pressing down on him, making it impossible for him to stand in mid-air. Under the immense pressure, his body fell uncontrollably.

As if all his strength had vanished, Yang Lei tried his best to steady himself, but he couldn't do it at all.

Bang!
Finally, with a muffled thud, the mighty Dou Zong expert fell from mid-air like a sack.

Ignoring his injuries, Yang Lei struggled to get up and saw Chen Xiao approaching step by step.

"Fenglei Beige, I am very satisfied with your speed of arrival, but I do not like your attitude."

(End of this chapter)