Becoming an Immortal and Ancestor, Starting from the Clan-protecting Divine Beast

Yuwen Qingtian’s expression was cold, his black hair dancing wildly. At this moment, he opened the fingers of both hands, and all ten fingers were surrounded by brilliant lightning, as if they were made of thunder.

Then, thunder roared. Ten lightning bolts, as thick as houses, appeared in the sky, connecting with each other like ten thunder dragons descending to the world, intending to punish all living beings.

He has mastered many Thunder Dao Spells, but the most powerful and the one he is most proficient in is still this Sky Extreme Lightning, which he can cast as he pleases.

Rumbling!

The sky shook. The ten lightning bolts changed their form, actually manifesting a Thunder Palace. There were thunder generals clad in armor and holding halberds guarding the palace gates, and majestic thunder beasts patrolling the four corners of the palace.

The void collapsed instantly, as if bearing a weight of more than billions of jun. It was as if a real Thunder Palace had appeared out of thin air. Such a horrifying scene left many Cultivators dumbfounded.

”It is said that Jie Shi Dao obtained part of the Legacy from the Ancient Thunder Palace. Now it seems this is true,” one of the five False Core Great Powers sitting above said.

”To dare to use ’Jie Shi’ as the Sect name, if one does not have hard-hitting Thunder Dao methods, one cannot bear this name,” another False Core Great Power said with deep eyes, his gaze falling more on Chen Zhuyun, seemingly very interested in him.

Just as the two False Core Great Powers were speaking, the Thunder Palace fiercely pressed down. The thunder generals rode the thunder beasts, waving their halberds and long spears, all killing towards Chen Zhuyun.

”Well come!”

Chen Zhuyun stood in mid-air, his thick black hair dancing wildly, his entire body radiating ten thousand zhang of golden light. He was like a golden War God, his scorching, sea-like blood Qi piercing the sky and stirring the wind and clouds in all directions.

He took a step forward, and the void collapsed. Pitch-black cracks spread, and intense golden light bloomed from within, making it impossible for people to open their eyes.

Then, his fists were like dragons, like two indestructible great spears thrusting out, piercing through space and striking the incoming thunder generals and their thunder beasts into countless points of light.

He ascended into the sky like a warrior defying the heavens. His blood Qi surged to the Nine Heavens, his golden light illuminated the long sky, and his fists, heavier than great mountains, struck out continuously, causing each thunder general and thunder beast to dissipate into points of light.

Boom!

The Thunder Palace suppressed down. Chen Zhuyun swung his fists, striking straight up. It was like two massive creatures colliding. The ten-thousand-zhang sky shook continuously, as if it were about to fall.

The two clashed continuously, lightning and golden light surging like a tide, sweeping in all directions.

”Open for me!”

Black hair flying, eyes blazing, Chen Zhuyun spread his arms and struck at the high sky, almost punching two holes in the firmament, forcibly piercing through the Thunder Palace, causing countless lightning bolts to explode.

In the end, he shattered the sky and tore the Thunder Palace apart in mid-air.

Subsequently, a golden hand appeared across the sky, covering half the firmament, making Yuwen Qingtian’s face change drastically.

The latter turned into lightning, moving constantly, but no matter where he went, the golden hand followed, and he could not escape at all.

”Stop, stop, stop, I admit defeat!”

Yuwen Qingtian hurriedly shouted, and a force appeared out of thin air, moving him away.

The golden hand retracted. Chen Zhuyun stood in the center of the arena, scanning the surroundings, a belief of invincibility pervading the air.

”Next!”

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Time passed bit by bit. With Yuwen Qingtian’s defeat, for a time, no one dared to go up.

A full quarter of an hour passed before a Cultivator went up to challenge.

It was a Cultivator from the Golden Core Upper Sect, Li Chen Sect, similar to Yuwen Qingtian—both were direct descendants of Golden Core Sects and true disciples of their Sects.

But unfortunately, he was still no match for Chen Zhuyun.

Next, several more direct descendants of Golden Core Upper Sects went up, all of whom were defeated by Chen Zhuyun.

Finally, until the sun set in the west and the red sun was about to sink below the horizon, someone went up on stage.