Chapter 157: A Practitioner of Three Attributes!
After separating, the two stood facing each other, about five or six meters apart. Yet neither of them had any intention of attacking anymore—both were stunned by this sudden display of power, their expressions turning unnatural.
“Elder!” Sognar glared at Rod with a look of shame and anger before turning to call out softly.
Rod, on the other hand, also looked embarrassed. He had come to cause trouble on someone else’s territory, and moreover, among the dragons—probably the first person to do so in a thousand years. He had seen this Elder before; as the leader of the dragon delegation, his status among the dragons was self-evident. His strength needn’t be mentioned—his overwhelming aura from earlier made it clear he was extremely powerful. If not for that immense presence, no one would have thought this seemingly ordinary old man to be an unparalleled expert.
“What’s going on?” Lilith, standing beside the Elder, frowned and asked Sognar and Rod, emitting a cold aura—clearly angered. She was also deeply dissatisfied with Sognar’s performance: how could a powerful late-stage divine warrior be defeated by a beginner-level divine fighter? This was something the dragons could never tolerate.
“Friend, you can take off your mask now!” Before Sognar could respond, the old man suddenly spoke calmly.
Those words made Rod feel flustered. With a wry smile, he said, “Ahem… I came here to find two friends. I hope you can forgive any offense!”
Then he turned to Sognar and Lilith, saying, “Hehe, Brother Sognar, Lilith… How? Can’t you recognize me so quickly?”
His meaningful words deepened the confusion among those present, especially regarding the man’s identity. After the Elder revealed that he was wearing a mask, they began to suspect which faction he might belong to—could it be that the Mi Jiao clan or the demons had already taken action?
Sognar and Lilith were the most puzzled. They already knew this man knew them, and now Sognar started guessing his identity again, while Lilith also frowned at Rod.
Wearing a human mask? Both of them had spent a thousand years in the void space, and there were only a few people they had known back then. It was unlikely they had made any friends since emerging. Could it be someone they met a thousand years ago?
They exchanged glances, seeing doubt in each other’s eyes.
Seeing the puzzled looks on the two of them and the dissatisfied expressions of the other dragon clan members, Rod sighed and slowly removed the mask from his face, smiling at them. When the mask was taken off, everyone present was stunned, including the Grand Elder. Those seemingly dull eyes suddenly emitted a mesmerizing glow. “Rod… you…” “Damn it, am I going blind?” The most shocked were Sognar and Lilith. The person revealed after removing the mask was none other than Rod, which shocked them greatly. It was like a thunderbolt hitting them all at once. “Damn it, what’s going on? Rod, you little guy…” Faced with Rod’s silent smile, the irritable Sognar couldn’t hold back and immediately pressed for an explanation. “Alright, come in first. There are too many people here; let’s talk inside,” the Grand Elder interrupted their speculations and chatter, turning to lead them inside. The group followed each other in, exchanging glances. Only Lilith and Sognar, the most surprised, waited for Rod, their eyes flickering with confusion and suspicion. The mansion remained as quaint and elegant as ever, both on the outside and inside. It was hard to imagine that dragons, who naturally favored grandeur, would choose such a place as their stronghold. Whether it was due to reluctance to spend money or a return to simplicity, Rod wondered silently. Looking at the people ahead, especially the Grand Elder, he felt somewhat uneasy. The strong should always be respected. Recalling the overwhelming aura earlier, he felt ashamed—this was a true strongman. He might not even be able to withstand a single move against him. He felt a bit disappointed. “Alright, young man, tell us what’s going on. Someone actually survived the God-Annihilating Thunder Tribulation. If word gets out, it will cause a huge uproar. And it seems your combat energy is quite peculiar. You must have used that strange energy to give Sognar a disadvantage during your fight just now, right?” Once inside the hall, everyone found their seats. Rod sat down beside Lilith and Sognar without hesitation, then heard the old man’s question.
The old man’s words expressed what everyone present was thinking. The God-Annihilating Thunder Tribulation, a legendary existence—although everyone knew that the tribulation on that day only possessed one-third of the true God-Annihilating Thunder Tribulation’s power—it was still terrifying. No one could claim they could withstand it, not even the old man.
Moreover, they had all witnessed the situation by Ming Lake; it was an earth-shattering force, clearly visible with no room for doubt. And yet this young man had survived it, worse still, unharmed at all. Looking at the smiling Rod, they were all shocked beyond words, not knowing how to express their astonishment.
“I don’t know either. That day, I entered a strange state. I felt my internal Dou Qi drawing the thunder clouds in the sky, causing them to condense and then crash down. Most of those lightning bolts were absorbed into my body. I still don’t know what exactly happened inside me… For a month, I knew nothing, remaining asleep at the bottom of that lake.
It wasn’t until last night that I, with that energy, broke through to the early stage of the divine realm, finally processing that energy. At the same time, my Dou Qi underwent a huge change—it became unfamiliar, seemingly containing several types of energy. I don’t know why!” With a pained expression, Rod told almost everything truthfully, except for hiding the matter related to the Xuanyuan Sword Spirit. He also hoped to understand the reasons behind it.
He certainly didn’t want such terrifying thunder clouds to keep striking him from time to time in the future.
His words were simple, yet they left everyone present stunned in disbelief! Rod spoke lightly, but none of them were fools—they understood the danger involved. Surviving in such an environment could only be described as sheer luck and a miracle.
“Well, fortune and misfortune are hard to predict. It seems you gained some great benefits from this life-or-death crisis. Rising from a quasi-divine early-stage warrior to the early stage of the divine realm, your gains are indeed significant. Your Dou Qi must have been fused with lightning energy.
I heard you previously practiced both fire and dark attributes. Now that lightning energy has been added, you can be considered a practitioner of three attributes. For thousands of years, you’ve been the only one to do this. Whether it’s a blessing or a curse remains unclear—it depends on your own fate. If used well, it might make you a legendary figure; if misused, it could become your doom, trapping you forever. It all depends on you.”
Looking at Rod, the old man gave him a deep gaze before speaking with subtle meaning in his eyes. That look seemed to pierce through him, making Rod feel uneasy. He thought to himself that experience truly does make one wise—nothing can be hidden, and perhaps the old man had already seen through many things.
The people around them stared at Rod as if he were a monster. Those who mastered two elements simultaneously were extremely rare over the millennia, and almost none achieved anything significant. Only one person, after going through countless life-threatening trials, barely reached the divine level and became invincible among the gods—using two energies that complemented each other.
When Sognar and the others mentioned that this boy practiced two completely different, even opposing, energies together, it was already astonishing. Now, it turned out he was practicing three such energies, all of which were extremely dominant and incompatible. It was a miracle he was still alive.
Rod, on the other hand, didn’t seem bothered. He smiled awkwardly and said, “Thank you for your guidance, elder. I will surely keep it in mind!”
“Well, it’s good that you’re still alive, kid. We’re relieved. It’s a shame that this trial allowed the Purple-Winged Thunder Eagles to escape and form an alliance! Now we’ve got trouble!” After shifting the topic, everyone naturally turned to discuss today’s trial. Sognar spoke with a worried expression.
Rod was fully aware of this issue—it was indeed a tricky problem, and he couldn’t think of any good solution right away. For a moment, everyone fell silent.
“Send someone to monitor the situation over there. Contact the Black Phoenix Clan, the Scorpion King Clan, and the opposing demon royal families as soon as possible. If we stay scattered, we’ll only give them an opportunity. We need to unite to restrict the development of that alliance!” said the leading elder after sighing.
It was clear that these people had already been discussing this matter before his arrival. His presence must have interrupted their meeting, so continuing naturally flowed smoothly. The old man could only suggest the only possible solution for now. The alliance formed by the three clans was already causing them great headaches.
“We’ve already contacted the Black Phoenix Clan. There shouldn’t be any problems with the opposing demons either. It’s a pity the Trolls weren’t here this time, and we don’t know what’s going on in the Netherworld!” Lilith said in a low voice, frowning.
“Well, that’s true. The trolls are the real leaders of the demon race. I don’t know what’s happened over the years, but they’ve become so low-key. Hey, otherwise there wouldn’t be a split among the demons, nor such an arrogant stance from the war faction. Those old guys in the Netherworld either died or are alive—yet they don’t say a word. I really doubt they weren’t bought over by the war faction!” Sognar grumbled discontentedly aside.