Chapter 82: The Stern Lesson
Chapter 82: The Stern Lesson
Above, the Golden-Winged Roc had now become ferociously enraged. A vast, golden light radiated from its body, spreading out and sweeping toward the Xuanzhen Abode like a tidal wave.
This vast golden light was not only a protective mystical radiance of the Golden-Winged Roc race but also a peerless innate divine ability for slaughter, merged with its own core energy.
The golden light slashed down, combined with the speed characteristic of the Golden-Winged Roc race. It was like a sweeping sword glare, slicing through the clouds and overturning heaven and earth!
As for that little dragon whale, the giant roc had long considered it food already within its reach.
Devouring this evolving ancient variant species would be extremely beneficial for its own growth!
Now, Lin Yuan had provoked it. It had completely lost its reason, throwing the warnings from the person behind it to the wind. It not only wanted to devour that little dragon whale but also wanted to tear the cultivator before it into pieces!
The vast golden light swept down, truly reaching an extreme speed.
Inside the Xuanzhen Abode, Lin Yuan’s expression remained cold!
He raised a hand.
Boom! Rumble!!
It seemed as if countless five-colored thunderclouds appeared in the void, transforming into a giant net of a thunder sea that materialized mid-air.
That thunder sea net emitted a brilliant five-colored radiance!
The Golden-Winged Roc originally intended to slash down directly, but in the next moment, a terrifying instinct surged from the depths of its soul. Remembering the sudden eruption of the Five Elements Divine Thunder earlier, it forcefully controlled its impulse to dive straight down. Its massive golden roc body transformed into a golden streak of light soaring across the high sky. At the same time, waves of its protective mystical light swept down, smashing everything in its path.
Bang!
The thunder sea net roared. Not only was it not shattered, but a purple thunder radiance also shot upward, shattering the descending streams of golden light and locking onto the Golden-Winged Roc!
If not for the Golden-Winged Roc’s vigilance, which kept its true body from descending earlier, being swept by the thunder sea would have caused irreparable damage, like the moon being chipped and difficult to make whole again.
“Such formidable thunder magic!”
Yet, even so, the disciples of the Chengyuan Immortal Sect watching this scene from various Spiritual Mountain Blessed Lands couldn’t help but feel a massive shock in their hearts.
Thunder magic was one of the most difficult methods to cultivate. Not only had Lin Yuan mastered it, but he also controlled the Five Elements Thunder Method to such an extent. It was truly hard to imagine.
What incredible speed the Golden-Winged Roc possessed! With a single flap of its wings, even some disciples with considerable cultivation only saw a flash of golden light before it vanished without a trace.
This fellow sect member before them manipulated that violent, hard-to-control Five Elements Thunder Method, not only precisely intercepting the Golden-Winged Roc but also deterring it from advancing a single step further. His application of thunder magic was simply divine!
Above, in the clouds.
The vast golden light flickered, accompanied by an extremely angry, sharp screech.
The angry, piercing cry was terrifyingly direct. Some disciples with weaker cultivation merely heard the sharp, shrill sound and were struck unconscious by a terrifying surge of magical power!
Having been thwarted repeatedly by Lin Yuan, this Golden-Winged Roc finally flew into a rage. Golden light raged in its gold-like pupils, and a surge of overwhelming magical power stirred. Under this terrifying force, a gleaming, golden core faintly pulsated.
This core contained the entirety of the Golden-Winged Roc’s cultivation. As this core merged into the clouds and golden light surrounding it, the void seemed to solidify instantly.
In a daze, the cultivators in the many Spiritual Mountain Blessed Lands felt as if they saw a mountain-sized Golden-Winged Roc glaring at them in fury. Under that single glance, many cultivators felt their bodies stiffen, as if pinned by a natural predator. Their Primordial Spirit and magical power struggled to circulate, and their limbs went weak.
On the Spirit Cliff, one of the Daoists intently watching the scene above Lingyuan Lake changed expression slightly, muttering to himself.
“This Golden-Winged Roc is starting to use its killing move. The Cloud-Soaring Golden Light of the Golden Roc race is extremely powerful, the sharpest of all. Even the scales of a true dragon cannot withstand its tearing force!”
A flash of chill passed through this Daoist’s eyes!
This Cloud-Soaring Golden Light was too vicious. Once confronted, even a Heavenly Mansion Rare Treasure would find it hard to withstand a single blow!
“Stop it!”
Seeing this, many Immortals had already freed their hands, various Daoist techniques condensing in their grasp. But in an instant, their expressions changed slightly, and they paused almost simultaneously!
In the void, a terrifying phenomenon had already appeared!
The vast thunder sea transformed into a purple long whip. On the purple whip, an unmistakably terrifying Innate aura appeared, as if it could shatter the heavens.
“Innate Thunder Method?”
On the Spirit Cliff, one of the Daoists couldn’t help but mutter, unable to conceal his astonishment!
The Innate Thunder Method was vast and mighty, far surpassing ordinary Acquired thunder methods. Anyone who mastered the Innate Thunder Method had almost stepped through the gate to mastering the thunder laws of all heavens!
The power of the Innate Thunder Method went without saying. Even ordinary ancient variant species that had cultivated various body-refining Dao Body methods could not withstand the terrifying Innate Thunder Method.
Now, the one in trouble wasn’t this disciple, but that Golden-Winged Roc.
“Cease!” At the same moment, an enraged roar came from the void.
The vast purple thunder was even more terrifyingly fast than the Golden Roc’s light-speed flight. With a deafening boom, the surrounding spiritual peaks shook. The Cloud-Soaring Golden Light on the Golden-Winged Roc was instantly broken!
This Cloud-Soaring Golden Light was the Golden-Winged Roc’s innate mystical light. This time, it had even mobilized its own cultivation. As the Cloud-Soaring Golden Light shattered, the Innate Divine Thunder struck its inner core directly.
The Golden-Winged Roc let out a mournful cry. Instantly struck by the purple lightning, its once beautiful golden roc feathers turned charred black all over. Its inner core had been directly shattered under the Innate Divine Thunder.
With a mournful cry, it plummeted from the high sky.
Before variant species cultivators transformed into an Innate Dao Body, they relied entirely on a single inner core. Having their life-linked inner core forcibly shattered was almost fatal!
The power of the Innate Thunder Method was far too astonishing!
The Golden-Winged Roc was not weak, especially with its bloodline of an ancient variant species. Its physical body was incomparably strong, difficult for ordinary magical treasures to injure. Its golden feathers were even comparable to defensive-type demon-subduing magical treasures.
Watching this scene, Lin Yuan looked completely indifferent.
In the Primordial World, he had even slain true ancient variant species, let alone a juvenile Golden-Winged Roc.
At the horizon, a fiery streak of light shot through the sky. In an instant, a fiery cloud enveloped the completely charred Golden-Winged Roc. A tall, burly young man, built like a tiger or bear, abruptly appeared on the spot.
He wore luxurious purple Daoist robes. An immensely powerful spiritual pressure surged around him, so intense that even some True Inheritors couldn’t withstand this pressure.
One look and it was clear his status was extraordinary!
His gaze was filled with heart-wrenching pain as he looked at the dying Golden-Winged Roc. Then, he suddenly turned his head to look at Lin Yuan. His eyes held no warmth as he glared at Lin Yuan, shouting sharply.
“I told you to cease! Are you deaf?”
Pale purple thunder light appeared in Lin Yuan’s palm, dancing lightly. Lin Yuan looked at this purple-robed youth and said coldly.
“I heard you. And who are you supposed to be?”
His gaze was icy and sharp to the extreme as he looked at the other. “This Xuanzhen Abode is not a place for just any random riff-raff to run wild. But since you’re here, you can stay as well!”
A cold smirk flashed in Lin Yuan’s eyes. He was no pushover. Trying to act tough right at the doorstep of the Xuanzhen Abode? That was a miscalculation.
The purple-robed youth was so angry he laughed. Never mind a mere Chengyuan Immortal Sect; even among the True Inheritance Disciples of the other orthodox Twelve Dharma Lineages, few dared speak to him like this. Moreover, thinking about how his painstakingly nurtured roc had been crippled by this little bastard before him, his killing intent surged. He was about to make a move when, right at that moment, a figure with an ethereal aura appeared on the spot.
“Enough. This is the Chengyuan Immortal Sect, not some other sect. Do you wish to continue making trouble?”