Cultivation begins in Qingfeng Market.

But Core Formation cultivators can.

As long as one keeps a low profile and avoids provoking powerful local forces, a Core Formation cultivator can live a peaceful life without much trouble.

Lin Zhao stopped on a deserted island.

The island is very small, only a few miles long, and there are no plants or trees on it, only dark rocks.

He stood on the reef and looked up at the sky.

Overhead was a massive thunderstorm cloud covering thousands of miles.

This thunderstorm cloud had been brewing for several days, and now it was at its most intense.

The clouds hung extremely low, like an overturned black pot, swallowing all the light, while silvery-white lightning churned continuously inside them.

Lin Zhao had been waiting for that moment.

He had already mastered the Blood Fiend and Earth Fiend aspects of the Three Fiends Sword Technique, but he was still unsure about the Heaven Fiend Qi.

The power of Heavenly Fiend requires the three elements of wind, thunder, and ice to condense into that extremely strong and fierce fiendish energy.

This is just right.

There are no major powers within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, and the nearest alien tribe is thousands of miles away.

A few days later, the thunderstorm clouds reached their peak.

Anomalies began to appear at the center of the thunderstorm cloud.

Deep within the clouds, white air currents surged, seeping out from the gaps in the black clouds. Wherever the white air passed, the air trembled slightly, emitting a very faint hum.

The malevolent aura has arrived.

Lin Zhao had taken the Blood Essence Bone Fiend Palace, making this magic weapon the strongest defensive weapon. However, in this kind of thunderstorm, demonic magic weapons were the best targets.

He raised his hand, and the Nine Luminaries Thunder Pool flew out from his sleeve and hovered above his head.

The palm-sized pool of black jade spun and grew larger, eventually becoming a thunder pool about ten feet in size.

The pool was entirely black, with a smooth, mirror-like surface and densely engraved purple runes along its edges.

Lin Zhao did not wait any longer.

He lightly touched the ground with his feet and flew into the thunderclouds.

As if sensing the presence of the Thunder Pool, the clouds overhead began to flash more intensely.

Boom! A bolt of purple lightning as thick as a bucket struck the Nine Luminaries Thunder Pool.

The pool shuddered violently, swallowing the entire bolt of lightning, and the purple runes on the pool's surface shone even brighter.

The higher you go, the stronger the wind gets.

The gale, carrying rain and ice pellets, lashed down on us, while the Thunder Pool overhead continuously received the lightning bolts, trembling with each strike.

He began to absorb the power of the Heavenly Fiend.

He extended his divine sense, captured a wisp of extremely thin white energy, and guided it into his dantian.

The moment the white mist entered his body, Lin Zhao's brows furrowed.

The power of Heavenly Fiend is extremely cold and sharp, completely different from the corrosive power of Blood Fiend and the heavy power of Earthly Fiend.

He steadied himself and continued to draw the power of the Heavenly Fiend into his body.

The thunderstorms are intensifying.

The lightning nearby grew increasingly dense. As if drawn by a force, lightning from hundreds of miles around surged toward Lin Zhao, forming a lightning shield.

The world outside the light shield was no longer visible; only blinding purple light and continuous explosions remained.

Lin Zhao frowned, and with a thought, he activated the divine power of the Thunder Pool.

The purple runes on the surface of the Thunder Pool lit up, and streaks of purple lightning intertwined above the Thunder Pool.

Click—!

Countless purple lightning bolts burst forth from the Nine Luminaries Thunder Pool, instantly converging into a cluster nearby.

"hold head high--!!!"

The dragon's roar shook the heavens!

A celestial dragon composed entirely of raging lightning roared out from the lightning!

It grew as it faced the wind—twenty zhang, fifty zhang, and finally settled at a size of one hundred zhang.

It eventually grew to a length of 100 zhang!

Each dragon scale was formed from lightning compressed to its extreme, a deep purple tinged with white, with electric arcs leaping and crackling along the edges of the scales.

Nine Luminaries Heavenly Dragon.

The magic that Lin Zhao created in his early years has now become a powerful technique in Lei Chi.

The Nine Luminaries Heavenly Dragon circled around Lin Zhao within a ten-mile radius, protecting him in the center.

The raging lightning struck the dragon, sending sparks flying, but the dragon remained completely still.

It even continues to absorb the power of lightning, and its size is slowly expanding.

One hundred zhang, one hundred and twenty zhang, one hundred and fifty zhang—with each bolt of lightning it devoured, the dragon's body grew thicker, and the purple light on its scales shone brighter.

In this environment, the Nine Luminaries Heavenly Dragon thrives.

Lin Zhao diverted a portion of his divine consciousness to the Thunder Dragon, while his main body continued to focus on absorbing the power of the Heavenly Fiend.

But Lin Zhao wasn't the only one in this sea area ravaged by thunderstorms.

Hundreds of miles away, several cultivators from other races who had reached the Core Formation stage were hiding in the sea below the clouds.

They were attracted by the thunderstorm. Although such extreme weather is dangerous, it is also easy to create spiritual creatures. After a thunderstorm, spiritual creatures with lightning attributes often appear, which is a good opportunity to pick up bargains.

They saw Lin Zhao.

A human cultivator had reached the Core Formation stage and was immersed in cultivation, relying entirely on the nearby thunder dragon for defense.

Someone had an idea.

A shadow needle shot out silently from the sea mist.

The needles were as thin as cow hair and completely black, clearly a magical weapon specifically designed for sneak attacks.

It flew close to the sea for dozens of miles, then circled behind Lin Zhao.

Just then, the Nine Luminaries Heavenly Dragon suddenly turned around.

The dragon's mouth gaped open in fury.

"boom--!"

A hundred-foot-long purple lightning bolt shot out from the dragon's mouth.

The lightning bolt pierced the heavens and earth, like a divine sword falling from the sky, instantly striking the Shadow Needle.

The Shadow Needle couldn't even withstand a single breath within the lightning pillar. The needle was instantly pierced by the lightning, its spirit patterns shattered, and it turned into several charred fragments that fell into the sea.

The alien groaned, blood trickling from the corner of its mouth. Its magical artifact was destroyed, and its divine sense suffered a backlash.

But those few Core Formation cultivators in the shadows were still unwilling to give up.

Three beams of light shot out simultaneously from beneath the sea surface.

A long, crimson arrow, wreathed in flames, pierced the rain.

A phantom image of a giant azure axe cleaved through the massive waves of the sea.

A long, silver-white sword, its blade flashing for hundreds of feet, cleaved through the storm.

The three magical treasures attacked Lin Zhao, who was enveloped in the power of Heavenly Fiend, from three directions simultaneously.

Nine Luminaries Heavenly Dragon was completely enraged.

The dragon roared to the sky, its cry drowning out the thunder.

It opened its massive maw and inhaled sharply, causing the lightning power of the nearby thunderclouds to surge into its mouth like rivers flowing into the sea.

Every scale on the dragon was dazzlingly bright, and the dragon's body swelled from a hundred feet to nearly three hundred feet, its aura reaching its peak.

The dragon's mouth opened again, and this time it spewed out not a pillar of lightning, but a sea of ​​lightning.

Countless purple lightning bolts spread outwards from the Nine Luminaries Heavenly Dragon, sweeping across an area of ​​dozens of miles.

The sea surface, stretching for dozens of miles, was simultaneously covered by lightning. The seawater and lightning collided, creating a blinding white light and billowing white mist.

The entire sea area was illuminated as if it were daytime in an instant.

The surrounding area seemed to have transformed into a lightning prison, where countless bolts of lightning flashed, lightning snakes danced wildly, and lightning nets crisscrossed.

The crimson arrow was first struck by countless bolts of lightning, the flames on its body were forcibly extinguished by the lightning, and the arrow split open, turning into countless fragments.

The giant azure axe was entangled by several lightning snakes, and the spiritual light on the axe was chipped away layer by layer by the lightning, until finally the axe itself exploded into pieces.

The silver-white longsword was caught in a net of lightning, which spread upwards along the blade's edge, causing the blade itself to hum and vibrate as it was struck.

The entire blade exploded in the middle, the long sword was broken into two pieces, and the broken blade flew dozens of miles away and fell into the sea.