Chapter 242

Chapter 242: Slaughter Thunder Saint Power

The Realm of Thunder lay just ten miles away from the Green Sparrow Palace.

From the Green Sparrow Palace, one could see the towering Realm of Thunder, its midsection vanishing into the clouds.

The man who called himself Thunder Wolf had never dared to approach the area. Though he had gained a small opportunity there, he had also endured nightmarish experiences. But now, facing imminent death, he had no choice but to move forward.

Zhang Yang instructed the women of the Green Sparrow Palace to stay inside and not venture out recklessly before setting off.

In just a single breath, he arrived at the location, covering the ten miles with ease.

Upon reaching a kilometer away from the Realm of Thunder, Thunder Wolf stopped and trembled.

"We can’t go any further. The entire area ahead is a forbidden zone—it’s dangerous. We could die."

Zhang Yang remained unmoved and gazed ahead.

The ground before him was covered in deep, crisscrossing cracks, as if the earth had been sliced apart by countless blades.

Beyond that, the Realm of Thunder towered high, its cliff face perfectly smooth as if cut by an immense force.

At the very center of the mountain wall was a striking, giant handprint.

It looked as if someone had pressed their hand against it.

Zhang Yang stared at the massive handprint, a strange sense of familiarity washing over him. He recalled a moment within the space-time confinement when he had seen a white-haired youth break free from a wall strikingly similar to this one. It was as if the youth had stepped out of a painting, his blood merging with the world, shattering the mountain, and transforming into flesh and blood.

Upon closer inspection, the resemblance was undeniable.

That figure had left behind a giant handprint.

Zhang Yang focused intently.

Immediately, an overwhelming force surged from the Killing Thunder, causing lightning to envelop him. The handprint in his pupils seemed to shift subtly, as if it could transform into a genuine Thunderous Giant Hand, swirling with profound thunder techniques—depths of power far beyond his own comprehension of thunder, extending even beyond his foundation in Holy Power.

This realization thrilled him.

He sensed something profound and instinctively took a step forward.

Seeing this, Thunder Wolf felt an overwhelming surge of joy.

This was a step toward death.

If Zhang Yang died, he would survive.

"Truly unaware of danger! Yes, go to your death! Go to your death! Hahaha! How dare you step in here?"

Thunder Wolf was utterly elated.

Then, he watched as Zhang Yang took step after step forward, yet the intersecting cracks beneath him remained unchanged. Confusion flickered across Thunder Wolf’s face.

"This doesn’t make sense! This is a forbidden zone! Even a Great Boundless master would perish upon stepping inside. Why is he unharmed? Has something changed? Could this be my chance? Maybe this change will lead to my own enlightenment!"

A sudden wave of excitement overtook him.

If Zhang Yang could walk safely through the Realm of Thunder, perhaps he too could gain an even mightier form of lightning.

Driven by greed and ambition, he stepped forward.

The moment he did, a blinding bolt of lightning flashed.

Before he could react, everything went dark.

Zhang Yang sensed the disturbance and turned back just in time to see a powerful bolt of lightning erupt from the ground, reducing Thunder Wolf to nothing but ash.

This made Zhang Yang pause.

Indeed, this was a forbidden zone—one of extreme danger.

He took a deep breath, refocused his mind, and continued forward.

As he passed over the cracks in the ground, flickers of hidden lightning seemed ready to burst forth at any moment.

Yet Zhang Yang paid them no attention.

His gaze remained fixed on the handprint pattern on the mountain wall. With his Slaughter Thunder Power reaching the level of Quasi-Holy Power, he began to channel his comprehension into it. Slowly, Killing Thunder emerged from his body, accompanied by resounding thunderclaps.

When the Killing Thunder struck the ground, it reacted instantly—like a tiny flame igniting hot oil.

The entire area erupted into chaos.

Countless bolts of lightning shot from the earth, transforming the place into a sea of thunder.

This was a true sea of thunder.

Lightning howled and crashed.

It morphed into thunder beasts, roaring as they surged forward.

It took the form of swords and daggers, slicing through the air in rapid succession.

It even coalesced into human-like figures, embodying the mysteries of the Realm of Thunder.

All of them surrounded Zhang Yang, as if seeking an opportunity to annihilate him.

Yet none could touch him—held back by the presence of his Killing Thunder.

Within this storm of energy, Zhang Yang felt an incredible clarity.

"What if I can comprehend Slaughter Thunder Saint Power from this? Could I use Holy Lightning to break the holy power’s forbidden laws within my dantian? It’s dangerous… but possible."

The thought sent a thrill through him.

It was indeed feasible.

And so, he threw himself entirely into his comprehension.

The sea of thunder roared and boiled around him, its sheer force enough to deter even ordinary saints.

A Great Boundless master would not be able to withstand it.

It was as if the Realm of Thunder itself had become a natural guardian.

Here, Zhang Yang could pursue his understanding with confidence.

His unwavering gaze remained locked onto the handprint on the mountain wall, his mind focused, his awareness expanding.

Even he couldn’t help but marvel at the depth of his holy path.

He had found an entry point with astonishing ease.

His Killing Thunder melded effortlessly with the raging lightning around him, as if the thunder itself was guiding him, allowing his comprehension to advance at an unprecedented pace.

And then—

As he reached a crucial breakthrough, sensing that he was on the verge of transitioning his Quasi-Holy Power into Slaughter Thunder Saint Power, the lightning reacted violently.

The surrounding energy surged into chaos.

A shadowy figure emerged from the swirling thunder before him.

The figure was hazy, flickering within the storm.

Yet, as Zhang Yang’s Killing Thunder resonated with it, the image became clearer.

It was the silhouette of a Great Master of the Realm of Thunder—an elder who had once struggled to reach sainthood.

Yet within this forbidden zone, he had comprehended the Path of Thunder, stepping beyond his limits and transforming into a Saint of Thunder.

Zhang Yang watched the process unfold as if it were happening before his very eyes.

His heart surged with excitement.

His Slaughter Thunder Power was about to break through!

The process mirrored that of the great master achieving sainthood, forming an undeniable connection.

At that moment, Zhang Yang felt an overwhelming resonance.

His Killing Thunder surged violently within him.

Everything he had understood up until now aligned in perfect clarity.

Lightning flashed. A realization struck him.

The Slaughter Thunder Power officially broke through.

It transformed into Slaughter Thunder Saint Power.

Zhang Yang’s eyes snapped open.

A flicker of Killing Thunder danced within his gaze.

Looking once more at the handprint on the mountain wall, he felt something had changed.

And yet…

Even now, he could not fully comprehend it.

Its strength surpassed even that of Holy Lightning, attaining an unimaginable level.

Rather than provoke the handprint, Zhang Yang focused all his strength, mobilizing one-third of his Nine Extremes True Essence to activate Slaughter Thunder Saint Power. Instantly, Killing Thunder erupted from every pore of his body, surging all at once into the Sea of Thunder.

The thunder responded as if awakened, unleashing deeper mysteries of its power from beneath the earth. Even higher-tier lightning burst forth—Holy Lightning—resonating with his Killing Thunder, subtly aiding its further growth.

This discovery filled Zhang Yang with delight.

He checked within his dantian, gritted his teeth, and sent his Killing Thunder spiraling upward. The sudden surge unleashed even more terrifying lightning from the Sea of Thunder, drawing it all back into his dantian.

Boom!

His dantian erupted.

A brilliant radiance shone from his abdomen, illuminating his entire body with the thunder’s glow.

A violent tremor overtook him. His vision darkened, blood gushed from his seven orifices, and he collapsed onto the ground.