As a dignified max-level Celestial Master, who am I supposed to explain this to?

The Second Elder, Lin Shouzhen, was speechless, staring blankly at the scene in the Thunder Pool.

"Master, you've arrived."

Han Xuan's voice came from across the Thunder Pool, lazy and somewhat nonchalant.

He put down his teacup, closed his book, stood up, and stretched.

"This silver-armored corpse crawled out of the graveyard behind the mountain last night, probably attracted by Chen Jiuyin's corpse aura. I was afraid it would come down the mountain and hurt people, so I trapped it here for now."

He paused, glanced at the silver-armored corpse trapped in the lightning array and struggling frantically, and frowned.

"I originally wanted to wait for my master to come back before dealing with it, but this thing is too noisy. It kept howling all night, and I didn't get a good night's sleep."

He said this in a tone as if he were complaining about the neighbor's dog barking.

Zhang Qingyuan's temple throbbed.

"So you used the Divine Firmament Thunder Formation to trap it for one night?"

"Um."

Han Xuan nodded, "However, this thing is tough and thick-skinned. The lightning array can only trap it, not kill it. I tried it a few times, and the Heavenly Gang Thunder Technique was like a tickle to it."

He scratched his head, a troubled expression on his face.

"So I'm thinking, should we try a different approach?"

Zhang Qingyuan took a deep breath, trying to keep his voice steady: "What method do you want to use instead?"

Han Xuan tilted his head and thought for a moment, then his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Master, you taught us that the highest level of the Five Thunder Orthodox Method is not to summon thunder, but to transform thunder. Right?"

Zhang Qingyuan was taken aback: "Transformation into lightning?"

"right."

Han Xuan extended his right hand, fingers spread wide. "Summoning lightning is to use one's own true energy to communicate with heaven and earth, borrowing the lightning of heaven and earth for one's own use. Transforming lightning is to completely transform one's own true energy into lightning, so that the body is lightning and lightning is the body."

His palms began to glow.

It's not purple, it's gold.

Golden arcs of electricity shot out from his palms, like tiny golden snakes, coiling around his fingers, wrists, and forearms.

The electric arcs didn't come from the sky, but from inside his body.

It burst forth from every inch of his muscle, every bone, and every vein.

Zhang Qingyuan's pupils contracted violently.

"Shenxiao Leifa·Thunder Emperor Body?!"

The name he blurted out caused the three elders' expressions to change simultaneously.

Thunder Emperor body.

The ultimate secret of the Five Thunder Orthodox Method is to completely transform the physical body into thunder, so that every move one makes carries the power of thunder.

This is not about borrowing the power of heaven and earth, but about becoming the power of heaven and earth yourself.

Longhu Mountain has been established for 1,800 years, and the number of Celestial Masters who have mastered the Thunder Emperor Body can be counted on one hand.

The last person to master the Thunder Emperor Body was Zhang Jixian, the 30th Celestial Master.

That was nine hundred years ago.

And now, golden lightning is surging wildly within Han Xuan's eighteen-year-old body.

His hair began to flutter slightly, the ends gleaming with a golden light.

His eyes, those eyes that were originally pitch black.

The pupils turned gold, with fine arcs of electricity moving across the irises.

"Master." Han Xuan turned his head and gave Zhang Qingyuan a bright smile.

"I want to try and see if I can kill it with one punch."

Zhang Qingyuan's rationality told him that he should stop it.

The Thunder Emperor Body is no joke.

This level of technique places an immense burden on the body; the slightest mistake can result in severed meridians and complete annihilation of both body and spirit.

Han Xuan is only eighteen years old. Even if he has great talent, his body may not be able to withstand it.

But the words stuck in his throat and he couldn't get them out.

Because he saw something in Han Xuan's eyes.

It's not the impulsiveness and passion of youth.

Rather, it is a calm, almost cold, confidence.

That kind of confidence doesn't come from nowhere; it's built on absolute control over one's own power.

Like an old swordsman who has practiced swordsmanship his whole life, the moment he grasps the sword...

No need to think, no need to hesitate, the sword is an extension of the body.

This is the feeling that Han Xuan has in controlling the Thunder Emperor Body.

It was as if he had been using it for decades.

"You..." Zhang Qingyuan's voice was a little hoarse, "Are you confident?"

Han Xuan did not answer, but simply smiled.

Then he turned around and faced the silver-armored corpse.

The silver-armored corpse seemed to sense some kind of deadly threat and stopped struggling and roaring.

Its eerie green eyes were fixed on Han Xuan, and its body leaned back slightly, adopting a defensive posture.

The silver-armored corpse possesses intelligence. Although not high, it is powerful enough to feel fear.

Han Xuan slowly clenched his right fist.

Golden lightning condensed, compressed, and spun on the fist, emitting a deafening roar.

The sound wasn't like ordinary thunder, but rather like a dragon's roar.

A golden thunder dragon took shape on his fist, its head held high, its eyes wide open in anger, its whiskers fluttering, lifelike.

The Thunder Dragon's body coiled around his arm, spiraling from his wrist to his shoulder, each golden scale clearly visible.

The sky above Thunder Pool has changed.

The once clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, which hung low and almost pressed down on the ground.

Lightning flashed and thunder roared in the clouds, with countless purple lightning bolts weaving through the clouds, as if drawn by some force, all converging above the Thunder Pool.

The entire Longhu Mountain was trembling.

The disciples outside the mountain gate looked up at the sky in terror, thinking it was the end of the world. Fish in the Luxi River leaped frantically out of the water, and birds and beasts in the mountains scattered and fled.

The bells on all seventy-two peaks rang simultaneously; no one struck them, the bells themselves resonated.

"This...this is..."

The voice of the Third Elder, Zhou Tieshan, trembled. As a body cultivator, he had the most acute perception of power.

At this moment, he felt a power far beyond his comprehension.

That power does not belong to humans.

belong……

Heaven.

Han Xuan took a deep breath, stepped back half a step with his right foot, bent his knee slightly, and lowered his center of gravity.

This is an extremely common punching stance, so common that anyone who has practiced martial arts for a few days can do it.

But when the golden thunder dragon coiled around his fist, this ordinary pose became anything but ordinary.

"A silver-armored corpse, right?"

Han Xuan muttered to himself, his voice very soft, but clearly audible amidst the thunder.

"In my past life, I was chased for three miles by a zombie of your level, and I almost lost my life."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and a smile curved his lips.

"Today, we'll return the principal with interest."

Push off with your right foot.

The power travels from the soles of the feet to the waist and hips, from the waist and hips to the spine, from the spine to the shoulders, from the shoulders to the arms, and from the arms to the fists.

Finally, the energy was transferred to the golden thunder dragon.

He transformed into a golden lightning bolt.

It's not "like" lightning.

It is truly and completely transformed into thunder.

The air above the Thunder Pool was torn apart, producing a deafening sonic boom.

The golden light illuminated the entire back mountain, even more dazzling than the sun.

Zhang Qingyuan and the three elders instinctively closed their eyes, while Zhao Xiaofan was directly knocked to the ground by the shockwave.

Then!!!

"boom!!!!!"

A loud bang shook the entire Longhu Mountain.