Honghuang Taihuang

Chapter 23 Thunder Essence and Wind Spirit, White Tiger Royal Family

In the past, it was the Way of Heaven; now, it is the Way of Alchemy. Taiwei will walk his own path, and as he has walked step by step, he can feel that his path is correct.

His foundation is becoming increasingly solid. Although his current Dao Fruit avatar is still far inferior to those top-tier Primordial True Saint Golden Immortals of the past, Taiwei is confident that he can catch up.

"Fellow Daoist's words are reasonable, but I believe..."

Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! ...

Shenxiao looked at Taiwei, seemingly disagreeing with Taiwei's ideas. However, just as he was about to speak, a series of powerful and rapid bell tolls suddenly rang out, and the dense array of restrictions on Shenxiao Heavenly Palace lit up one after another.

The eighteen tolls of the bell caused Shenxiao's expression to change drastically. He didn't have time to explain to Taiwei. With a thought, Shenxiao's Heavenly Palace transformed into a long rainbow, using the great power of this layer of celestial energy to traverse hundreds of millions of miles of land.

The surging winds, fires, and thunders along the way were all pierced through by the radiant Shenxiao Heavenly Palace. Once the power of the Shenxiao Heavenly Palace, which is almost at the level of a post-natal supreme treasure, is unleashed, it is comparable to that of a Taiyi realm expert.

Inside the Divine Firmament Palace, Shenxiao's face was grim, and his aura surged wildly as he steered the palace through an immeasurable distance.

Taiwei stood beside Shenxiao, listening to the increasingly clear chimes around him. He calculated with his fingers, and soon, a look of understanding appeared on Taiwei's face. Then, his brows furrowed: "Shenxiao's calamity, is it?"

In just ten breaths, the Divine Firmament Palace stopped in a sea of ​​clouds filled with dazzling rosy light. Amidst flashes of lightning, the Divine Firmament Palace shrank to the size of three inches and landed in the palm of the Divine Firmament. Lightning emanated from the Divine Firmament, completely obscuring the Taiwei Qi and figure that had also been revealed.

Beneath Taiwei and Shenxiao, from within the magnificent five-colored sea of ​​clouds, came continuous roars and unrestrained laughter. The auras of nearly ten thousand living beings were appearing in Taiwei's perception.

These nearly ten thousand creatures clearly belong to three races: one is pure and upright, with an aura somewhat similar to Shenxiao; another is agile and ethereal, like a raging storm; and the last one is sharp, fierce, and chilling.

Although there are only a hundred or so beings of this third type of aura, their aura strength is far greater than that of the first two types of beings. The lowest level is Heavenly Immortal, there are more than ten True Immortals, and there are even two Golden Immortals. They are looking at the Divine Firmament that has appeared above.

Taiwei's gaze pierced through the layers of five-colored clouds below, and he saw the situation inside the clouds. Inside this cloud sea was a solemn and rugged huge city, with palaces and pavilions scattered throughout, and four jade pillars serving as the foundation of the formation.

However, these four jade pillars have now been completely severed, and a large number of creatures in the city, whose bodies are radiating lightning and gales, are relying on the Thunder Tower and Wind Banner on the city walls to resist the enemies outside the city.

In front of the main gate of this heavenly city, a squad of over a hundred people looked at the city with cold smiles. They were dressed in white armor with gold patterns, holding spears over ten feet long, and their bodies were surrounded by Geng and Xin metal energies. A large array that shone with the light of stars hung high above the squad of a hundred people, blocking the hurricanes of heavenly lightning that were about to hit them.

At the very front of this squad, a pale-faced young man, sitting cross-legged on a magnificent carriage, lazily watched Tiancheng, who was still putting up a stubborn resistance, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes.

With a wave of his hand, the young man in front of him, a burly middle-aged man with a fierce face, grinned and raised his double-edged axe. The giant axe, inlaid with the eight treasures of heaven and earth, slashed down in an instant.

The massive axe-like energy cleaved through the countless lightning storms unleashed from the Heavenly City. The overwhelming aura of a Golden Immortal made all the creatures defending the Heavenly City pale with fear. Without the protection of the Four Great Wind and Thunder Formation, they had no chance against the full force of a Golden Immortal's attack.

"The Thunder Spirit Clan, the Wind Soul Clan."

Taiwei looked at the Shenxiao that had disappeared beside him, ignoring it, and instead looked at the two races that controlled wind and thunder in the Heavenly City. His eyes brightened slightly: "A race that naturally evolved from the essence of thunder and wind. With such a pure essence, if it were used for alchemy, the thunder and wind essence of this city would be enough to refine hundreds of fifth-grade golden pills."

"However, compared to these Thunder Essence and Wind Spirits, if I were to use the bloodline of these White Tiger Clan members to refine pills, especially this pure-blooded White Tiger, with my pill-refining skills, I could at least obtain a sixth-grade Golden Core!"

Taiwei glanced at the pale-faced youth sitting in the carriage, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. However, he quickly shook his head: "If it's just a sixth-grade golden core, it's not worth me going up against the White Tiger Clan. I'm not strong enough to defeat Bai Ju right now."

Directly in front of the Heavenly City below, accompanied by a thunderous five-colored lightning bolt, the massive axe-like energy was easily destroyed by the lightning. Shenxiao, with an icy expression, appeared directly in front of the White Tiger Clan. His body emitted terrifying lightning and aura, causing the White Tiger Clan's expressions to change slightly.

Only the middle-aged man wielding a giant axe and the pale-faced youth lying on the chariot remained expressionless, coldly staring at Shenxiao opposite them. Both of them were Golden Immortals and did not care at all about the furious aura emanating from Shenxiao.

"What about the western edge?"

Shenxiao looked at the White Tiger Clan members opposite him, his heart filled with rage. He had noticed when he arrived that although the Thunder Spirits and Wind Souls in Wind and Thunder City had not suffered many casualties, the Four Great Arrays of Wind and Thunder had been completely shattered and would take an extremely long time to repair.

More importantly, Shenxiao did not sense Xiyuan's aura in Tiancheng. As the Wind Soul Master born at the same time as Shenxiao, the relationship between Shenxiao and Xiyuan was similar to that of friends and Daoist partners.

Together, the two established the Wind and Thunder City, becoming the Lord of Thunder Essence and the Lord of Wind Soul. Later, they joined forces to repel the White Tiger Clan, who wanted to use Thunder Essence and Wind Soul to enhance their own wind and thunder divine abilities. They took turns guarding the Wind and Thunder City, teaching the Thunder Essence Clan and the Wind Soul Clan.

It can be said that Xiyuan is the most important person in the world to Shenxiao, and he cannot tolerate any accident happening to Xiyuan.

"The Lord of Wind Souls?" The middle-aged man wielding the giant axe looked at the cold-faced Shenxiao and a cruel smile appeared on his face. His left hand was spread open, shining with a bright light, and a Wind Souls gem, like a piece of blue crystal, appeared in his palm.

"It's here."

A rich and pure spiritual energy of the Xun wind instantly permeated the surroundings. Countless wind spirits on the Heavenly City trembled, their faces revealing a look of sorrow and hatred. Below the Heavenly City, Shenxiao looked at the Wind Spirit Jade in the palm of the middle-aged man of the White Tiger Clan and painfully closed his eyes.

"You deserve to die!"

In the next instant, a violent killing intent that even Taiwei found terrifying erupted. The five-colored lightning, which was shimmering with light, suddenly turned scarlet. Amidst the overwhelming blood-red lightning, the middle-aged man from the White Tiger Clan's expression changed drastically.

(End of this chapter)