Chapter 2637
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Most of the disciples in the first batch who fell at the foot of the mountain were Saint Kings. After these people reached a height of a hundred zhang, they could no longer withstand the baptism of higher-level lightning and had to stop.
And the second batch were some disciples who reached the levels of Saint Emperor One Platform Realm, Two Platform Realm, and Three Platform Realm.
These people did not dare to go any higher when they came to a height of only two hundred zhang.
Next were the martial artists at the levels of Saint Emperor Four Platform Realm and Five Platform Realm. They stopped one after another before even reaching a height of three hundred zhang.
Soon, Yi Qianning and Lei Wanjun stopped one after the other.
“Three hundred and fifty zhang！”
Yi Qianning’s pretty face had a heavy expression as she looked up at the tiny figure on the mountain peak.
Why？
She was a Saint Emperor Five Platform Realm, but could only reach three hundred and fifty zhang, yet Ye Wushuang directly reached the mountain peak.
“Too terrifying！”
Lei Wanjun had reached a height of four hundred zhang at this time. He was originally a Saint Emperor Six Platform Realm, and the Lei Clan’s body tempering was done with the lightning of heaven and earth. To be able to reach this height was already his limit！
”I’m at the Six Platform Realm and only reached 400 zhang… Ye Wushuang is at the Three Platform Realm but reached the 3,000-zhang mountain peak…”
Lei Wanjun gritted his teeth and finally chose to stop.
He couldn’t let himself be damaged just because of stubbornly comparing.
This place is extremely good for cultivation, but if he gets injured because of being. it will be a loss outweighing the gain.
As time passed slowly, when reaching the height of 500 zhang, Meng Ziyi’s figure also stopped.
”This is the limit…”
Meng Ziyi sighed.
Ahead, Lei Gongming walked to the height of 550 zhang and also stopped, obviously reaching the limit.
And at the very front, two figures walked side by side, panting.
”Ji Yuanhua, can you still walk？” Lei Baidong was sweating profusely and said intermittently.
”You… how about you…”
As Ji Yuanhua spoke, he took another step.
”I’m still okay… this is just… not even close…”
Hearing this, Ji Yuanhua couldn’t help but smile bitterly and said, “Don’t be tough anymore, are you almost at the limit?”
”Damn it！” Lei Baidong couldn’t help but curse and said, “My Lei Clan are all born body-refining warriors. I’m already at the Eight Platform Realm. Why… why is the gap between me and him so big？”
Ji Yuanhua remained silent.
From what he learned about Ye Wushuang from Meng Ziyi and Yi Qianning, Ye Wushuang already had a somewhat monstrous posture.
And now it seems that this guy might be a real monster.
Throughout the entire Northern Region, among those of the same generation, perhaps only those dozen or so people can be called monsters.
Now, another one has popped up.
Ji Yuanhua let out a breath and stopped his steps, finally stopping at a height of seven hundred zhang.
He came here to cultivate, not to show off.
At this height, the might of the lightning baptism is just right for him！
Lei Baidong didn’t stop.
The martial artists of the Lei Clan, who are naturally baptized by lightning, indeed have an advantage in this situation.
But in the end, Lei Baidong stopped at a height of seven hundred and ninety zhang, and his figure slowly came to a stop.
”Can’t go up anymore… can’t go up anymore…”
Lei Baidong, who was paralyzed on the ground, said with a depressed expression Could this kid be some kind of Heavenly Thunder Body or Divine Thunder Body?
On the mountain peak.
Above Ye Wushuang’s head, the Qianyuan Cauldron stood still.
Under the bombardment of the lightning, impurities continuously fell off this natal magic weapon. The natal magic weapon containing the Dao patterns is originally a rare thing in the world.
This has nothing to do with what material this cauldron is made of or what level it was originally.
Only the magic weapon containing the Dao patterns can be integrated with the martial artist and become the martial artist’s natal magic weapon.
If the natal magic weapon is destroyed, the martial artist will suffer serious injuries.
When the martial artist dies, the natal magic weapon will shatter on its own.
Over the years, the Qianyuan Cauldron has rarely shone with light. That’s because Ye Wushuang himself has enough means.
But Ye Wushuang has never given up nourishing the Qianyuan Cauldron.
Constantly nourishing this cauldron will have extremely powerful benefits in the future.
Just like now, activating the Qianyuan Cauldron can greatly enhance his strength and explosive power.
And at the moment, tempering the Qianyuan Cauldron with this thunder and lightning is actually tempering himself.
At the same time, Ye Wushuang is also truly guiding the thunder and lightning to bombard himself.
He has to adapt to this process, and then use thunder as a platform and electricity as a platform.
“Here, even a Saint Emperor, I can fight！”
Ye Wushuang clenched his hand and said slowly： “Qin Tianyao and Ling Yinyun’s retreat is wise. I didn’t kill them before. I hope these two people don’t run away but will call their friends and come to kill me… Otherwise… It’s too troublesome for me to find them one by one！”
Ye Wushuang let out a breath.
He plans to stay here for a while longer.
Every wonderful place in the Holy Mystery Ruins is formed by heaven and earth and is extremely mysterious. Such an opportunity is rare and cannot be sought.
If he cultivates step by step in the Northern Region, he may also need several hundred years to reach the Saint Emperor realm.
But here, even in thirty or fifty years, relying on the benefits of these wonderful places, it should be no problem to reach the Saint Emperor realm.
”Come on！”
”The holy thunder descends from the sky, condensing and shining the holy electricity. Use the thunder to shape the imperial platform, use the electricity to shape the imperial platform. Let me try, what a powerful force this should be！”
Ye Wushuang made up his mind and guided more lightning to bombard his several clones.
At this time, on the mountain.
Lei Baidong sat cross-legged, listening to the rumbling thunder and flashing wild electricity above the mountain peak, and the corners of his eyes twitched.
”Not human？”
Lei Baidong said in confusion： “How on earth did he climb up as a three-platform holy emperor？ The lightning on the mountain peak is probably enough to split even a holy emperor to death？”
Near the bottom, Ji Yuanhua was also helpless in his heart.
He couldn’t be regarded as a child of heaven, let alone a monstrous talent at most he was in the ranks of the top geniuses.
However, how many are really geniuses on the land of the Northern Region？
He was already very satisfied.
But at the moment, seeing the figure on the mountain peak, Ji Yuanhua felt that people really couldn’t be compared with each other！
”Hoo…”
Taking a deep breath, Ji Yuanhua forced himself to calm down and continue to practice.
Such a monster may only pop up one in thousands or even tens of thousands of years. There is no need to compare with him.
Time passed bit by bit, and in the secret realm, figures after figures attached themselves to the Lightning Holy Mountain to practice.
And outside the secret realm.
Both Ling Yinyun and Qin Tianyao had very ugly expressions on their faces.
”You mean… Ye Wushuang is cultivating on the mountaintop, and Ji Yuanhua, Lei Baidong and others have also climbed the mountain to cultivate？”
Qin Tianyao looked at a disciple responsible for staying on the edge of the secret realm to monitor Ye Wushuang, and snorted coldly： “He is really bold and confident！”
Qin Tianyao turned to look at Ling Yinyun and couldn’t help but say： “Both you and I have run away. Isn’t he worried that the two of us will notify others and go back again to join hands to take revenge on him？”
Ling Yinyun’s beautiful eyebrows furrowed.
”Will he be afraid？”
Ling Yinyun murmured： “I don’t know either.”
The two of them looked very depressed at this moment.
They are the pride of the heavens.
One is in the Eighth Platform Realm, and the other is in the Ninth Platform Realm. Working together, perhaps they can resist the Saint Emperor.
But there is no way to deal with Ye Wushuang.
”This son is relying on that Thunder Mountain to act arrogantly. As long as he leaves, it will be easy for us to kill him！”
Qin Tianyao said coldly.
”But what if he doesn’t leave？ Are we just waiting here？”
”Of course we can’t just wait！” Qin Tianyao then said： “I have sent someone to contact my younger brother Qin Tianming, as well as those from the Qingqiu family, the Saint Palace, the four major families, and the Wu family. As long as anyone gets the news, they will definitely come. Everyone wants Ye Wushuang to die. At this time, if anyone doesn’t exert effort, it is to give Ye Wushuang room to grow, and the future troubles will be endless！”
”Hmm！”
Ling Yinyun then said: Not only the pride of the same generation, those older generation saints Emperors should also be called…
