One person said: The essence of Wuhou Qimen lies not in Qimen, but in Wuhou.

That was no longer the warm, sacred golden light!

Instead, it was a pure, dazzling, fierce, and intense white lightning bolt that made the heavens and earth pale in comparison!

The Celestial Master's Mansion's ultimate martial art—Five Thunder Orthodox Method: Pure Yang Crimson Palace Thunder!

The old master pushed his right palm forward without any hand seals or incantations. A platinum lightning pillar, as thick as a person could hug and surrounded by raging electric snakes, tore through space with a destructive impact beyond visual range. It slammed straight into Zhuge Ming in mid-air with supersonic speed and absolute ferocity!

Wherever the white lightning passed, the air was instantly ionized and carbonized by the high temperature, and the bluestone slabs on the ground were directly plowed into a charred black magma groove that shone red!

"Palm Thunder!!"

Zhang Chulan in the stands almost screamed! This was the real Crimson Palace Thunder! Compared to his half-baked little white bug, the Old Master's attack was simply a planet-destroying heavy cannon acting on behalf of Heaven!

Zhuge Ming, suspended in mid-air, felt his hair stand on end, sensing the most deadly life-or-death crisis he had ever faced since he was born!

Suspended in mid-air, with nowhere to grab hold of!

"Eight Gates Locked—The Gate of Absolute Death! The Character 'Gen'—Kunlun!!"

Zhuge Mingren stood in mid-air, his hands clasped together, and his true qi poured out wildly from his body!

A towering, dark blue rock wall, several meters high and as thick as Mount Tai, suddenly materialized from the void, standing firmly in front of him! At the same time, the Gate of Extinction formation was activated, constructing layer upon layer of energy damping shields!

"boom----!!"

The moment the platinum lightning pillar struck the Kunlun rock wall, the entire training ground trembled violently!

That black cyan stone mountain, as hard as iron, could only withstand the pure yang crimson palace thunder for less than half a second before being bombarded by the violent platinum lightning, cracking inch by inch and completely vaporizing into flying ash!

The still-powerful arc of electricity grazed Zhuge Ming's chest, tearing several charred gashes in his dark blue jacket, leaving his skin smelling of burnt flesh!

He's injured!

This is the first time Zhuge Ming has seen blood since the start of the war!

Zhuge Gong in the stands felt a sudden tightness in his chest, his fists clenched so tightly they turned white, and he didn't even realize that his fingernails were digging into his palms!

However, Zhuge Ming, despite being injured, grew increasingly arrogant and his smile became even wider!

He slowly raised his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb. Looking at the glaring red stain on his fingertip, every cell in his body was roaring wildly, and the golden core and nascent soul deep in his sea of ​​consciousness were spinning violently at an unprecedented speed!

happy!

That felt so good!!

Since coming into this world, he has held a high position, manipulated events, and schemed against the world, but never before has he been able to unleash all his supernatural powers and magic without restraint as he does today!

The over 100-year-old Taoist priest before him was the strongest enemy he had ever faced in his life!

"The old Celestial Master... truly lives up to his reputation!"

Zhuge Ming let out a long roar, his long hair, which had been loose, danced wildly without wind, and his aura surged several times over. He was like a divine weapon that had been completely sheathed, its sharpness piercing the sky!

"Since thunder magic is so domineering... then please, Elder Celestial Master, experience the thunder magic of my Martial Marquis Sect!!"

Zhuge Ming stepped on the Zhen position and used his hands to draw upon the wood energy of heaven and earth!

"Earthly Plate Bagua - Zhen Character · Piercing Thunder! Heavenly Plate Tianchong, Heavenly Heart in Harmony!!"

"Boom!!"

Unlike the pure white crimson palace thunder of the old celestial master, which was extremely strong and yang, what burst forth from Zhuge Ming's palm was a deep blue yi wood divine thunder as vigorous and violent as an ancient bronze divine tree!

The azure lightning bolts surged forth like a raging dragon emerging from the sea, carrying the unique vitality and continuous penetrating power of wood energy. In mid-air, they split into hundreds of azure lightning spears, sweeping back against the sky!

"Well done!"

The old celestial master's eyes shone brightly, his white beard trembled wildly, and lightning crackled and exploded all around him!

"Shrinking Thunder Step - Rainbow Transformation!!"

The old master made a move!

That is a supreme movement technique that guides Yang Thunder into the meridians of the whole body and stimulates the explosive power of the human nerves and muscles to the extreme!

All that remained was a black afterimage torn apart by the electric arc and the smell of burnt ozone. The old master's figure simply evaporated into thin air on the spot!

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Inside the training ground, two lightning bolts, moving so fast that even the retina couldn't catch them, instantly engaged in a frenzied supersonic duel!

One strip of pure white, the other of deep blue!

The pure white lightning was incredibly powerful, tearing the sky and splitting the earth; the deep blue wood lightning was ever-changing, unpredictable and piercing!

Two figures collided wildly in mid-air, on the ground, and in the cracks of the earth at millisecond speeds! With each clash, a huge crater several meters deep was blasted into the martial arts arena; with each collision of thunder, the resulting circular shockwaves tore the already riddled bluestone stands further into a sky full of ruins!

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Clang!!"

The roar of fists and palms, the tearing of thunder!

The old master's left palm shone with golden light, while his right arm was surging with white lightning. With the combination of gold and lightning, he threw a punch that even slightly distorted the space itself. Meanwhile, Zhuge Ming pushed the four plates to their limits, using the Eight Gates Transport technique in conjunction with the Dui character Black Glazed Glass and Listening to the Wind. His figure was like a god and a demon, attacking each other without giving an inch!

In just a few breaths, the two had already exchanged over a hundred deadly blows!

"BOOM!!"

It was another extreme clash, like a comet hitting Earth!

The white lightning and the green light transformed into two huge semi-circular shockwaves that exploded with a deafening roar. The two figures were sent flying backwards at the same time, each carving out a furrow several feet deep in the ground!

The training ground was now completely unrecognizable.

The entire area, spanning hundreds of meters in radius, collapsed downwards by more than three meters! The once solid, iron-like stands were mostly sheared away, with rubble and debris piled up like mountains, and thick smoke and crackling residual electric arcs rising from the scorched earth!

Meanwhile, outside the training ground, the twenty top-tier superhuman soldiers responsible for maintaining the "Heavenly Evolution Sealing Spirit Micro-Form Array" were already ashen-faced!

The high-precision tactical exoskeletons they wore were trembling violently, alarms were blaring in their earpieces, and some soldiers even had faint traces of bright red blood seeping from the tips of their noses and the corners of their mouths!

"Report to the captain... the energy density inside the field has exceeded the critical value of 300%!!"

"Suppress! Suppress it at all costs!!" The special forces captain on the outer perimeter roared hoarsely, his eyes almost tearing open. "The commander has ordered! We're here as long as we're here! We cannot allow even a single ounce of energy to leak out and alert the outside world!!"

The light barrier of the great formation was shaking violently, like a soap bubble in a storm, on the verge of collapsing at any moment.

Lu Jin, Wang Ai, Lü Ci, and the others in the stands were already pale with fright, and they all pressed themselves tightly against the defensive barrier behind them.

"Monsters... These two people are both non-human monsters!!"

Wang Ai's hands trembled as he looked at the ruins below the field, which resembled a battlefield of gods and demons. He felt as if all the strange arts he had cultivated in his life had been wasted.

Meanwhile, the dust and smoke in the stadium gradually dissipated.

The old Celestial Master Zhang Zhiwei stood on the pile of rocks. His once spotless black Taoist robe was now completely shredded by the violent thunder and fire energy, revealing his thin forearms that were as powerful as coiled dragon roots.

Sweat beaded on the old master's forehead, his chest heaving slightly, yet his cloudy eyes burned with a fierce fighting spirit never before seen in a century!

Zhuge Ming on the opposite side was also in a sorry state.

His executive jacket was riddled with holes, and his white shirt was soaked with blood and sweat, clinging tightly to the contours of his muscles, which were like cast steel.

A charred wound was torn open on his left shoulder by Yang Lei, and a bloody mark was also added to his right cheek by the golden light.

But his eyes shone as brightly as the stars in the heavens!