Chapter 1772
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Mountain peak ruins.
The ground was littered with broken stones, shattered tiles, and collapsed walls.
At this moment, Ye Wushuang and Zhou Yuan stood before a partially collapsed hall.
The hall appeared to be about a dozen zhang wide and three to five zhang tall, though most of it had collapsed, no longer retaining its former grandeur.
Gazing at the desolate scene, Zhou Yuan couldn’t help but sigh, “Time can erase everything.”
Hearing this lament, Ye Wushuang chuckled, “Senior, as a Sage, your lifespan exceeds ten thousand years. If an ordinary person below the Sage realm were sealed away for eight thousand years, they’d long have turned to dust. Yet you still complain about time not being enough？”
Zhou Yuan smiled faintly, looked at Ye Wushuang, and said nothing.
Stepping forward into the collapsed ruins, Zhou Yuan raised his palm slightly, his fingers forming a seal as strands of spiritual energy swirled around them.
Within the hall, the ruins began to float, and cracks spread across the bluestone floor like spiderwebs.
Bang！！！
Suddenly, a low, muffled bang erupted, the earth trembled, and immediately after, a pit appeared on the ground.
Inside the pit, it was pitch black.
Zhou Yuan smiled and said, ‘Follow me.’
As he spoke, the two figures descended into the pit.
Soon, their feet touched the ground. Beneath the pit, it was surprisingly bright.
Zhou Yuan led Ye Wushuang forward while casually explaining, ‘Back then, I once saw this place—it was a gathering spot for a pool of heavenly spiritual energy, immensely beneficial for the Deluded Self Realm and Star-Plucking Realm. Naturally, I didn”t pay it any mind, as it was beneath my notice.’
This kind of situation was something Ye Wushuang naturally understood.
Just like him now—if he came across a good place that only offered great benefits to the Cave Void Realm or Ten Thousand Laws Realm, he wouldn’t spare it a glance either.
’This time, though, it”s a bargain for you, little guy. Consider it a small token of my gratitude.’
As Zhou Yuan chuckled and spoke, the two had already reached the depths of the pit.
At the end of the passage stood a stone gate.
The stone gate was sealed, its surface covered in intricate patterns.
Zhou Yuan gazed at it, spread his hands, and as the patterns gathered, the stone gate slowly opened.
In an instant,
a low, rumbling roar echoed in their ears.
Only then did Zhou Yuan say, ‘Inside here is a Spirit Thunder Pool condensed by a Sage！’
”Originally speaking, your Reckless Self Realm wouldn’t be able to withstand the baptism of the Saint-refined Spirit Lightning Pool, but after thousands of years, I estimate the pool’s power has weakened severalfold. You should barely be able to endure it！”
Ye Wushuang’s gaze had already turned toward the space behind the stone door.
Behind this stone door lay a massive chamber with a domed ceiling, carved with thousands upon thousands of spirit patterns.
Countless spirit patterns converged at the center.
Beneath this central point, in a pool spanning over ten zhang in diameter, rolling lightning flickered and churned, unleashing deafening roars.
”Well？”
Zhou Yuan chuckled and said, “I reckon a Star-Picking Transcendent could withstand it. Though you’re only at the Reckless Self Realm, your physique is strong enough to rival that level—it shouldn’t be a problem.”
As Ye Wushuang saw the flickering lightning within the Spirit Lightning Pool, excitement surged in his heart.
The primary spiritual art he cultivated now—the Nine Revolutions of Primordial Thunder—was obtained from the stone tablet scriptures on the third floor of the Nine-Layered Divine Suppression Tower.
This spiritual art was extraordinarily powerful.
Step by step, Ye Wushuang had absorbed thunder energy, opened thunder acupoints, condensed spirit lightning seals, and amplified his combat prowess.
Now, at the critical juncture of breaking through to the Star-Picking Transcendent Realm, further absorbing thunder energy to advance the Nine Revolutions of Primordial Thunder would undoubtedly grant him an immense boost in strength.
Having reached the seventh tribulation of the Delusional Self realm, Ye Wushuang had opened twenty thunder palaces within his body and could now condense a full seventy Great Spirit Thunder Seals！
Yet even so, he still felt that the power of the Nine Revolutions Yuan Thunder Art had not reached its limit.
This art might accompany him all the way to the Star Transcendence realm.
”How is it？” Zhou Yuan asked with a chuckle.
”Excellent！”
Ye Wushuang then took a step forward and strode directly into the Thunder Pool.
Inside the Spirit Thunder Pool, thunder roiled and surged.
Terrifying booms erupted, and a heart-palpitating aura spread wildly.
As Ye Wushuang’s figure submerged into it, the Spirit Thunder Pool began to churn, as if exerting all its power to shatter the figure within.
At this moment, Zhou Yuan’s lips curled slightly, his face bearing a faint smile.
By now, he had already discerned Ye Wushuang’s extraordinary qualities.
The power of this Spirit Thunder Pool was originally meant for those at the Celestial Sage realm or even Saints to temper themselves.
After so many years, its power had indeed greatly diminished.
But at the very least, ordinary martial artists at the early, middle, or late stages of the Star Transcendence realm would still suffer greatly upon entering.
Yet Ye Wushuang had just walked straight in like it was nothing.
Zhou Yuan sat leisurely on the side, his fingers curling slightly as strands of lightning peeled off from the Spirit Thunder Pool and surged into his body.
Sealed for eight thousand years, his physical body had rapidly aged, and his vitality was weak. Now, gathering lightning to temper himself was highly beneficial.
Originally, he had intended to tell Ye Wushuang that he could peel off lightning from the Spirit Thunder Pool to gradually adapt, but he never expected Ye Wushuang to charge straight in.
Ye Wushuang dared to enter because he had the confidence to do so.
Boom…
Inside the vast chamber, the roaring sounds continued unabated.
One old and one young, each cultivating without disturbing the other.
Time passed bit by bit.
In the blink of an eye, seven days later.
The rolling thunder pool gradually quieted down.
By the poolside, Ye Wushuang stepped out one step at a time.
Power surged throughout his entire body, and from time to time, earth-shattering roars erupted from within, striking fear into others.
The might of lightning is the most unpredictable.
At this moment, Ye Wushuang clenched his fists, and the vigorous energy bursting from his body surpassed even that of a Star-Snatcher Realm martial artist.
”Refreshing.”
Ye Wushuang was utterly satisfied.
The lightning gathered in this Spirit Thunder Pool was purer and more powerful than any he had absorbed before.
Moreover, the lightning originally gathered in the twenty Thunder Mansions was directly expelled and cleared out by Ye Wushuang.
Then, he poured the lightning from the Spiritual Thunder Pool into the Thunder Mansions all at once, while also opening ten additional Thunder Mansions during these seven days.
A full thirty Thunder Mansions now resided within his body.
And…
The Spiritual Thunder Seals condensed from these thirty Thunder Mansions had completely transformed.
Each thunder seal still took the shape of a triangle, but the power of the lightning within was entirely different.
Moreover, inside each triangular thunder seal, there were now as many as a thousand extremely fine thunder needles！
That’s right—these were no longer small Spiritual Thunder Seals but had transformed into densely packed thunder needles.
Ye Wushuang roughly understood that this change was due to the unique nature of the lightning he had absorbed this time, prompting the Spiritual Thunder Seals to undergo another evolution.
Now, they could no longer be called Spiritual Thunder Seals.
”Primordial Thunder Seals！”
Ye Wushuang murmured, “According to the records in the ‘Primordial Thunder Nine Revolutions Art,’ when thunder needles form inside the thunder seals, they become Primordial Thunder Seals.”
”The power of a single Primordial Thunder Seal is enough to rival ten Great Spiritual Thunder Seals.”
And now, with thirty Thunder Mansions opened, Ye Wushuang could condense as many as ten Primordial Thunder Seals at once！
This was several times more powerful than seventy Great Spiritual Thunder Seals.
”The Ninefold Divine Suppression Tower is truly a marvel！” Ye Wushang marveled in his heart： “The first layer slows time, the second holds the Nine Origin Void Sword, and the third houses the Great Profound God-Slaying Art！”
This Primordial Thunder Nine Revolutions Art is only the first volume of the Great Profound God-Slaying Art.
Even now, its power has yet to reach its limit.
Just how miraculous must the second and third volumes be？
