Throne of Gods: Divine thunder descends, and the Qilin descends upon the world!

Chapter 44 Divine Thunder Descends, Qilin Descents

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Yuehui's consciousness gradually returned.

He slowly opened his eyes, and what came into view was still the surging sea of ​​thunder and the dense thunderclouds.

"Oh right, I'm still in the Thunder Emperor's Secret Realm." He paused for three seconds before fully coming to his senses.

When you stretch your body, your joints make a crisp "pop" sound.

Just then, a voice in Elvish entered my ears.

"Ooh~"

Moonbeam turned to look at the light elemental spirit floating beside her and gently patted her head: "Thank you for protecting me, Yating."

"Woo~"

Ya-ting squinted her eyes and happily rubbed her palm against his.

Moonlight stood up, looked up at the towering Thunder Emperor statue, and solemnly bowed: "Thank you for your gift, senior."

Following the Thunder Emperor's guidance, Moonbeam then carefully explored the base of the statue.

When his fingertips touched a slightly raised lightning pattern, a hidden compartment opened with a soft "click".

In an instant, a cluster of crystalline lightning bolts leaped into view.

The light flowed endlessly like liquid crystal, yet it contained a heart-pounding energy fluctuation.

What shocked Moonbeam the most was that the aura emanating from this ball of lightning was exactly the same as his own lightning power, as if they were born from the same source.

"But how do we refine this thing?" Yuehui frowned, looking at the ball of lightning with some difficulty.

Just then, the ball of lightning that had been hovering quietly suddenly trembled slightly, as if sensing his confusion.

Before Yuehui could react, the lightning transformed into a streak of light and "whoosh" pierced into his chest.

"Well!"

Yuehui trembled, feeling an extremely pure spiritual energy instantly flow through her entire body.

It felt like soaking in a perfectly warm spring, with every inch of your skin enveloped in gentle lightning.

Even more miraculously, this spiritual energy seemed to have a life of its own, bringing waves of tingling pleasure as it flowed through his meridians, as if countless skillful hands were clearing his meridians.

Outside the body, however, lies a completely different and horrifying sight!
The violent lightning raged wildly around him, and the entire sea of ​​lightning surged violently as if boiling.

Blinding lightning snakes intertwined in the air, turning a radius of 100 meters into a lightning-infested wasteland.

"Waaah!"

Xiao Yating retreated in panic, only patting her chest in shock after she was out of the Thunder Sea's range.

(Master's cultivation is too frightening.)

She blinked her big eyes, then suddenly looked at Yuehui's chest as if she had just thought of something.

(Wait, is that gluttonous Raiji going to evolve again?)
Thinking of this, Xiao Yating stomped her feet in anger:
(Waaaaah, I was already lagging behind my master, and now the gap is even bigger!)
o (╥﹏╥) o
(It's decided! I'm going to break off all ties with them when they wake up! At least, for at least three days!)
Ya-ting crossed her arms and turned her back angrily, but couldn't help but secretly look back.

(▼ヘ▼#)
……

As the comfortable warmth faded, Yuehui's consciousness was suddenly pulled into a strange world—

Countless fragments of memories flooded back: he saw a baby born in a thunderstorm, a girl cultivating amidst lightning, and a dashing figure traversing the continent.
The image finally freezes on the moment of the divine arrival.

The dashing woman looked up at the divine light descending from the sky, her beautiful profile filled with helplessness.

"Thunder punishes on behalf of Heaven." A clear, cold female voice echoed in the void, "Only those who hold justice in their hearts can awaken the thunder of judgment and gain the favor of the Thunder God."

(Have a sense of justice? Me?)

Yuehui couldn't help but feel a little confused.

When he was five years old, his father arranged for him to become a "spy" among the human race.

He was simply trying to survive, to live to the very end.

What is justice…? He didn't know, nor could he comprehend it. Before he could ponder it further, the Thunder Emperor's voice rang out again:
"What follows is my lifelong understanding of the Way of Thunder, as well as some basic methods of its application. I hope it can be of help to you."

In an instant, a flood of insights poured into Yuehui's mind like a sudden awakening.

outside world--

The lightning surrounding Yuehui suddenly came alive, resonating and intertwining with the entire sea of ​​lightning, gradually condensing into a majestic phantom.

The figure was blurry and its face kept changing, among which there was a face that looked seven-tenths like Little Raiji!

The phantom extended a giant hand made of pure lightning, gently enveloping the moonlight.

At the same time, mysterious Daoist voices emanated from the depths of the thunderclouds, sounding like blessings, admonitions, and even more like approval.

The crescent moon mark between Yuehui's brows suddenly lit up, and a rich purple light transformed into an eggshell shape, completely enveloping him.

On the surface of the eggshell, countless ancient thunder patterns are slowly taking shape.
……

After an unknown amount of time, fine cracks gradually appeared on the surface of the purple cocoon enveloped in moonlight.

Suddenly, a bolt of purplish-gold lightning struck down from the thunderclouds, hitting the cocoon of light covered with ancient lightning patterns with pinpoint accuracy.

Click~~~~
With a crisp cracking sound, the cocoon of light transformed into specks of fluorescence and dissipated into the world.

The moonlight within the cocoon has undergone a complete transformation:
Her long, purple hair cascaded down to her waist, each strand shimmering with tiny sparks of lightning.

The crescent moon mark on his forehead blended perfectly with the lightning, with silver-white lightning patterns flowing within the purple light.

The original clothes had been destroyed in the baptism of thunder, revealing a reshaped body—muscles that were well-proportioned and full of explosive power, and skin as smooth as fresh snow.

He exuded a terrifying aura of thunder, like an incarnation of a thunder god awakened from ancient times.

Beside the moonlight, floated a dreamlike elemental spirit.

She wore a flowing purple dress, and three pairs of thin, transparent wings fluttered gently behind her. Her pointed elf ears swayed slightly along with her pale purple wavy hair.

"Woo~!"

Xiao Yating, who had been waiting for a long time, puffed up her round, bun-like face and glared angrily at the scene.

(It has evolved again!)

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Yuehui slowly opened her eyes, a sharp flash of lightning disappearing in the depths of her pupils.

"This feeling is truly wonderful."

He stretched out his newborn body, every muscle containing explosive, thunderous power.

If the affinity with the lightning element used to be like a wielding arm, then now—

Thousands of lightning bolts danced and swirled at his fingertips, as affectionately as a newborn infant clinging to its father.

With a slight thought, the entire sea of ​​lightning rippled, and every lightning element conveyed its affection to him.

However, his spiritual power did not increase after refining the Thunder Emperor's essence—at least not on the surface.

But if you look closely, you will discover the essential transformation.

The spiritual power that once flowed like clear water has now condensed into mercury.

The same spell, with less than 30% of the original cost, has a power several times greater.

"Could this be... the awakening of divine favor?" Moonbeam murmured to himself, feeling the new power flowing through his body.

“Ring~!” Little Lei Ji tugged at his purple hair and pointed her little finger at the Qilin egg that was still floating in the sea of ​​lightning.

Yuehui suddenly realized: "Oh right, we also need to take the Qilin with us."

He thoughtfully took out an ancient-looking sheepskin scroll from his storage ring.

"I wonder if the Book of Blood Pact will be useful to the Qilin."

(End of this chapter)