Chapter 182
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Chapter 182: The Thunder Breath That Destroys All
“Zhi la!”
This overwhelming power gave Mu Lin the sensation he could annihilate everything around him.
And truthfully, he could achieve remarkable feats.
With a sharp “bang,” Mu Lin clenched his fist and shattered the air itself.
His tightened fist then shot forward like a cannonball, smashing brutally into the corpse monster’s massive arm!
As he swung, blinding lightning crackled around his fist alongside a murky watery glow – the Three Yuan Heavy Water!
“Wuwuwu…”
When Mu Lin threw his full strength into the strike, the corpse monster’s arm sensed imminent peril and pushed itself to the limit.
Parts of the corpses forming the arm exploded or spontaneously combusted. A haunting wail rose from the limb as it burned its own flesh while channeling cursed energy, granting it monstrous reinforcement. The arm abruptly clenched its own fist and retaliated with a vicious punch toward Mu Lin.
“Bang!”
Their collision tore through the air with an explosive boom.
Unsurprisingly, Mu Lin triumphed. The dragon’s might fused with thunder’s pure yang energy allowed his fist to obliterate the corpse monster’s arm like dry twigs.
Even after crushing the limb, Mu Lin didn’t relent.
“Hssss—”
His muscular body became a swirling vortex, sucking thunderclouds from the sky like homing swallows. Lightning flooded into him with a piercing “Zhi la!”, swelling his abdomen as terrifying power gathered in his torso.
After several breaths, observers gasped in horror – his body now resembled a living bomb. Excess lightning turned his chest translucent blue-white, revealing searing currents of electricity beneath his skin.
【Gifted Spell·Thunder Breath】
Mu Lin opened his jaws wide and unleashed his stored fury upon the corpse monster.
“Whooosh!!!”
What erupted wasn’t mere lightning, but a blazing river of raw energy.
“Wuwuwu…”
The monster desperately threw up defenses – Flying Heads of the Monster, eyeballs, bloody hands – layering grotesque barriers. All proved useless against Mu Lin’s wrath. The concentrated lightning torrent pierced, scorched, and melted every obstacle, carrying unstoppable destructive force.
"Boom!"
The layers of barriers tore like paper as Mu Lin’s Thunder Breath pierced through effortlessly. Without slowing, the energy torrent smashed into the corpse monster like a heavenly blade.
"Zzzt… Kaboom!"
"Grahhh!!!"
The brutal strike forced a pained shriek from the corpse monster. Bai Li Xiu Ling, standing nearby, watched in shock as the massive body dissolved like snow under sunlight beneath the thunderous onslaught.
Head, arms, chest… nothing could block the thunder’s penetration.
Within seconds, the corpse monster’s head vanished under the power of thunder. The chest followed, then the feet.
Three breaths. That’s all it took for the supposedly unstoppable monstrosity to disappear. The raging energy stream wiped away the corpse monster’s existence like chalk from slate.
Mu Lin’s Thunder Breath continued unabated.
"Boom!"
His sustained attack made the earth explode, crack, and melt into glassy pools.
"Hummm!"
When he jerked his head upward excitedly, the lightning surge sliced through air like a blazing sword, carving a glowing scar across the sky.
Only Mu Lin saw beauty in this display. Everyone else saw pure terror.
Everything along that luminous path was annihilated. The ground bore a kilometer-long scar of scorched earth.
Creatures flanking this path – whether evil spirits or Merfolk – clutched their chests in dread. All knew even grazing that thunderous current meant certain death.
Powerful. Terrifying. Dominant. Invincible. This was how Mu Lin appeared to the Merfolk, freezing their blood yet quickening their pulses.
"So strong!"
"Such power… Prince Mu Lin stands among the dragon clan’s elite…"
"He’ll become a mighty ruler, claiming rich waters for his domain!"
"Our Merfolk tribe could prosper under his protection!"
Bai Li Xiu Ling resolved to pledge allegiance. The stronger Mu Lin grew, the brighter their future.
Spectators beyond the battlefield – wealthy nobles and officials – gaped in disbelief.
"A Spirit Pool cultivator crushing Spirit Sea? Who is this?!"
"Not sure…"
"Then stop gawking! Find his records! I want everything within the hour!"
"Check if we can recruit him for the Demon Suppression Army…"
Monsters and evil spirits typically overpower same-level humans. Yet Mu Lin had annihilated a higher-ranked foe, proving talent that set nobles scrambling for his information.
Each spectator had motives – some sought alliance, others hoped to curry favor. Mu Lin’s display had stirred the hornet’s nest.
…
While strangers sought his details, many spectators already knew Mu Lin. Their reactions proved most conflicted.
Wei Jing, longtime rival of Si Ye, had nearly danced with glee upon learning Si Ye’s daughter Chu Lingluo fancied Mu Lin.
"Your daughter chose a weakling! This joke will haunt you forever!"
She’d schemed to publicly bind Chu Lingluo to Mu Lin. In part, she’d succeeded.
Though Si Ye contained the scandal among commoners, noble families knew Chu Lingluo pursued Mu Lin. Wei Jing believed this ruined the girl’s marriage prospects.
For weeks, Wei Jing had smugly compared her daughter’s superior prospects to Chu Lingluo’s "shame."
But as she watched Mu Lin’s overwhelming display, her triumphant sneer withered.
