Douluo Continent: Five Thunders Shake the Drums, I am the Thunder Emperor!

Chapter 110 Thor's Second Test: Nine Thunder Bell Rings!

"boom!"

Sikong Zhen suddenly slammed his fist into the ground, and the earth within a radius of a thousand meters instantly cracked, with countless bolts of lightning erupting from the ground.

Like apocalyptic lightning strike!

This punch is no less powerful than that of a 100,000-year-old Titan Ape!

"What a powerful force..."

Sikong Zhen withdrew his Martial Soul True Form and returned to normal, but the power within him was still terrifying.

"Very good!"

Sikong Zhen nodded in satisfaction.

He then focused his attention on his right arm spirit bone, a 200,000-year-old bone that granted him two powerful spirit bone skills—

The first one is Thunder Prison Body.

Once activated, he is enveloped in the power of lightning and becomes immune to all control-type soul skills. Even the Polar Stillness Domain cannot immobilize him!
It's no exaggeration to say that this is a nightmare for control-type Soul Masters.

The second one is the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation Eye.

By gathering the power of heavenly tribulation, a tribulation eye is formed in the sky, which can release a beam of light with extreme destructive power, piercing through all obstacles.

This soul bone skill is far more powerful than all his previous soul skills, including his self-created soul skills!

However, it also has drawbacks.
That is, the consumption of soul power is too great, and the consumption of soul power continues to increase as strength and power increase.

"There are always gains and losses. No soul skill is absolutely perfect. This is already very good."

Sikong Zhen was not disappointed.

Subsequently.

Sikong Zhen did not use his Soul Bone skill again, but instead diverted a sliver of his mind to enter the Sea of ​​Spirit.

Within Sikong Zhen's spiritual sea, purple-gold lightning surged like a tide. The figure of a handsome young man slowly emerged.

"Owner."

The boy looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a purple robe with three-colored lightning patterns flowing across it.

He had short, silver-purple hair, with tiny flashes of electricity occasionally crackling at the ends, and his purple-gold eyes contained endless thunder.

Sikong Zhen raised an eyebrow slightly, seemingly asking a question, but in reality, he said with certainty, "Thunderous Hell Vine?"

"Yes Master."

The boy smiled shyly, his voice clear yet tinged with childishness, "This is a human form I condensed using my remaining spiritual energy."

"What does the master think?"

Sikong Zhen smiled slightly at the soul beast that had offered itself up for him: "It's quite good, much more pleasing to the eye than that vine."

The purple-haired boy scratched his head sheepishly, a gesture that made him look even more immature and youthful.

It's completely unlike a Thunderous Hell Vine with 230,000 years of cultivation!

"Thanks to my master, who helped me raise my cultivation level to over two hundred thousand years, I was able to maintain this form."

As Lei Mingyan Yuteng spoke, he raised his palm, and a tiny bolt of lightning danced at his fingertips.

"Although my strength is not as great as before, I am happy to continue to stay by my master's side and communicate with him."

Sikong Zhen noticed that whenever Lei Mingyan Yuteng's emotions fluctuated, his hair would flash with brighter electric light.

This detail reminded him of the thunderous patterns that danced on the Thunderous Hell Vine when it was excited.

"Since you've chosen human form and look like a young boy, I'll call you Xiao Ming from now on," Sikong Zhen said with a faint smile.

Hear the words.

Lei Ming Yan Yu Teng, or rather Xiao Ming, suddenly brightened up.

"Thank you for bestowing a name upon me, Master!" He excitedly spun around in the sea of ​​consciousness, his robes fluttering and sparking tiny electric sparks.

Sikong Zhen looked at the lively boy.

It's hard to connect him with the Thunderous Hell Vine that was at least comparable to a peak Douluo.

But this is good, at least there is someone to communicate with in the sea of ​​the mind.

and.

In this way, Lei Ming Yan Yu Teng is not considered truly dead; its soul and spiritual body remain intact, and it still retains its independent consciousness.

"Xiao Ming, what role can you still play now?" Sikong Zhen suddenly asked.

Xiao Ming immediately became serious. Although his still-childish face made the expression somewhat cute.

"Although I am currently only a spiritual being, I can help my master cultivate the power of thunder." He waved his hands, and countless thunder runes immediately appeared in his spiritual sea.

"These are my insights from cultivation, as well as my understanding during tribulations."

Xiao Ming explained earnestly, his purple-gold eyes gleaming with wisdom, "When Master is pondering, I can answer any questions you may have."

"Let me try."

Sikong Zhen nodded and tried to comprehend the runes.

After a while.

Sikong Zhen opened his eyes and exclaimed, "Xiao Ming, your understanding of the Dao of Thunder has been a great help to me!"

"Master, you flatter me. I'm glad I could help you." Xiao Ming leaned closer.

Having finished his contemplation, Sikong Zhen suddenly asked, "Why did you choose this form?"

Xiao Ming blinked, a little embarrassed: "Because... I want to stand beside my master like a human."

"Besides, it's too lonely for Master to cultivate alone in this deserted place. I think this might make Master a little happier."

Sikong Zhen was slightly taken aback, then a smile appeared on his face.

Xiao Ming noticed that the coldness between his master's brows had softened a bit, and he secretly smiled, while the ends of his hair flashed with cheerful electric light again.

"Xiao Ming, I'm going to the Thunder God Temple first. You stay here and behave yourself."

Sikong Zhen stood up.

"Yes, Master!" Xiao Ming nodded vigorously, revealing a bright smile. "I will always wait obediently for Master!"

Sikong Zhen's consciousness returned to reality.

The moment he opened his eyes, he subconsciously touched the soul bone in his right arm.

Then, Sikong Zhen looked towards the depths of the forest, towards the direction of the Thunder God Temple. A flash of lightning streaked across the sky, and his figure vanished from the spot.

……

Temple of Thunder.

Sikong Zhen stepped inside.

The phantom of Thor flew out of the statue, and upon seeing his return, a relieved smile appeared on his face.

"Not bad, it seems you have fully absorbed the power of the Thunderous Hell Vine." Thor's gaze lingered on Sikong Zhen for a moment.

"Now, it's time for the second test."

Sikong Zhen clasped his hands in a salute: "Please give your instructions, Lord Thunder God."

Thor smiled slightly.

Then, the mark on Sikong Zhen's forehead shone with divine light, and a majestic and solemn voice resounded in his mind.

[Thor's Second Test: Nine Thunderclaps!]

Sikong Zhen instantly remembered the ancient little bell on the altar.

"The small bells on either side of the Azure Thunder Drum on the altar are the Thunder God Bells, which were once my divine artifacts along with the White Thunder Drum."

Thor's voice was calm. "Come with me."

"Ok!"

Sikong Zhen nodded.

Then, the phantom of the Thunder God raised his hand and released a beam of divine light, bringing Sikong Zhen to the place where the Thunderous Hell Vine had just offered its sacrifice.

I saw the altar and the Thor's Bell!
Sikong Zhen's gaze sharpened as he looked at the simple yet grand small bell.

The bell is only about a foot tall, and its surface is covered with mysterious thunder patterns, through which one can vaguely see the purple-gold divine thunder flowing.

"This bell is small and exquisite, but in reality it is as heavy as a mountain."

Thor explained, "To strike it, you need not only powerful thunder, but also a deep understanding of the way of thunder."

"Go ahead and try it."

Hear the words.

Sikong Zhen nodded in response, then slowly walked towards the altar and stood before the Thunder God Bell.

(End of this chapter)