Chapter 318: Great Thunderfall Technique
“You brat, don’t think just because you have some trickery that you can stand against us.”
Still over three hundred zhang away, the Patriarch of the Blood Sacred Religion sent these words to Su Che’s ears through telepathy: “With sheer force, I can overcome any obstacle. No matter what special abilities you have or at what stage of Yuan Ying cultivation you are, a single strike from me will kill you on the spot.”
Su Che replied fearlessly, “You don’t even have the courage to speak out loud—how dare you try to kill me?”
Then he placed the tiny yet mighty Jufu against his chest and smiled, “Your so-called ‘single strike’—I’ve endured it thousands of times today without it breaking through Jufu’s defenses. What can you do to me?”
Although Jufu was smaller in size, its defensive barrier could still enclose Su Che. As long as the spirit stones didn’t run out, Tai Xu and the others’ attacks couldn’t harm him in the slightest. This was another source of Su Che’s confidence.
“Su Che, you’re trapped here. How long can you hold on like this?” Tai Xu once again used his eloquent words to shake Su Che’s resolve. “I swear by my inner demons—just hand over Jufu, and we’ll leave the Thunderstorm Desolate Land, allowing you to return to Tianxuan Sect safely.”
“Trapped here?”
Su Che laughed loudly, but his laughter brought no punishment in the form of gale winds or thunder: “The Thunderstorm Desolate Land is like a hotbed for me—how could I be trapped? The one truly trapped is someone else.”
By this point, Tai Xu and the others had only approached to three hundred zhang, as the intense gales and thunderstorms in this area made them too afraid to move too fast.
No one dared to fly in the Thunderstorm Desolate Land; they could only walk steadily.
“It’s time to let them taste divine punishment.”
With that thought, Su Che immediately unleashed his fifth divine skill: the Great Thunderfall Technique.
Crack!
A bolt of thunder erupted from the Eye of Thunderstorms behind him, flying horizontally like a giant silver arrow, aimed at Patriarch Tai Wu of the Taiyi Sect.
“The Purest Divine Thunder!”
Everyone except Su Che was stunned and cried out in shock.
The Purest Divine Thunder was the highest-grade thunder in the cultivation world, possessing boundless power and extreme terror. Even those at the Yuan Ying stage, without powerful magical artifacts for protection, would perish instantly if struck.
The lightning was so fast that Patriarch Tai Wu had no time to dodge and could only rely on his own defenses. Fortunately, after entering the Thunderstorm Desolate Land, he had already taken out his defensive magic artifact, ready to deal with any sudden attacks.
Boom!
After the flash of lightning, the mid-grade spiritual treasure-level Celestial Crystal Magic Shield that protected Tai Wu failed to fully block this strike of heavenly thunder. A large hole appeared in the center of the shield, and the remaining force of the lightning immediately struck Tai Wu.
“Ah!”
Tai Wu let out a cry as he frantically activated his defensive powers, but still, a sliver of lightning pierced through his defenses and struck his flesh.
Thud!
Tai Wu collapsed to the ground, instantly turning black, his hair and beard turning to ash and falling to the ground. His skin cracked and dried into countless fragments, falling apart with crackling sounds…
Just this one strike of heavenly thunder had already injured him.
The Celestial Clearing Divine Thunder was the most powerful and terrifying divine punishment force in the cultivation world. Normally, only cultivators at the Transcendence stage would face such overwhelming power; those at the Nascent Soul stage were far too weak to withstand it.
“How could he summon the Celestial Clearing Divine Thunder?”
The leader of the Tai Xu Sect, the Master of the Illusion Demon Sect, and others were all stunned. Although they had seen Su Che’s Lightning Art before, it had always been ordinary Heavenly Fire Thunder. How could they have known he could also summon the Celestial Clearing Divine Thunder?
It was beyond imagination, utterly incredible…
“This is the true Great Lightning Art…”
Su Che was deeply moved as well. His own Great Lightning Art was indeed a true great art, but due to his low cultivation level, under normal circumstances, he could only summon Heavenly Fire Thunder from the heavens, as it matched his attributes best. He couldn’t summon any other divine thunders.
But in this Land of Wind and Thunder, all the heavenly thunders were right at hand, readily available. With just a little summoning power, he could bring them forth.
It could be said that with just the Great Lightning Art, Su Che didn’t need to fear anyone or anything in the cultivation world.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom…
Su Che wasn’t going to be polite. He exerted all his strength to unleash the Great Lightning Art, summoning all the heavenly thunders in the surrounding area to launch a fierce attack on Tai Xu and the others.
Outside, each use of the Great Lightning Art could only summon one Heavenly Fire Thunder; but here, with thunders falling like rain and being so close by, he could summon dozens of them at once.
Among them were various kinds of heavenly thunders seen in the cultivation world—Celestial Clearing Divine Thunder, Purple Sky Divine Thunder, Hundred Calamities Divine Thunder, Five Elements Divine Thunder… everything was present.
Boom! Boom! Boom…
The thunder rained down, instantly engulfing Tai Xu and the others.
The Third Patriarch of Taixu could barely hold his ground with the Dao artifact in his hand; the other four Yuan Ying ancestors could also struggle for a while with their respective spiritual treasures. As for those five explorers leading the way, they vanished in the blink of an eye, reduced to ashes by the heavenly lightning—nothing left, not even their Yuan spirits escaped.
A broken pot stays near the well; a general often dies on the battlefield. These five had spent years adventuring in the outer regions of the Storm and Lightning Desolate Land, and today, they finally brought an end to everything they had here.
Su Che continuously unleashed the Great Lightning Technique, summoning hundreds of bolts of heavenly lightning to attack Taixu and the others. Those struck by lightning would surely use spells and supernatural powers to defend themselves, but doing so violated another taboo of the Storm and Lightning Desolate Land.
The energy fluctuations caused by cultivators when using spells were like sparks falling into explosives, inevitably triggering even more terrifying chain reactions.
Within a range of a thousand zhang, including inside the Storm and Lightning Eye, thousands of gales that had previously been “idle” finally found their targets, gathering like sharks smelling blood.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…
The gales were like adding fuel to the fire for Taixu and the others, worsening their situation even further. Especially the four Yuan Ying ancestors without Dao artifacts for defense immediately found themselves in extreme danger.
Boom, boom, boom… Heavenly lightning struck; whoosh, whoosh, whoosh… Gales swept through.
Their protective layers were stripped away layer by layer by the terrifying power, revealing their fragile bodies, ready to be mercilessly destroyed…
That Black Domain Immortal Lotus had survived for countless years in the Storm and Lightning Desolate Land. The scene before them was the best explanation as to why no cultivator had ever managed to pluck it.
“Retreat! Quick, retreat!”
“Go fast!”
The Patriarch of Taixu and the Master of the Illusion Demon Sect shouted simultaneously, activating their Dao artifacts and turning to flee.
They wanted to leave, and Su Che indeed didn’t have enough strength to stop them all. But just as one can pick the softest persimmon, the same applied here.
Great Lightning Technique!
Su Che unleashed his summoning power at full strength, focusing on the most distressed figure among them.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
One bolt of Purest Heavenly Lightning and two bolts of Purple Sky Lightning, the purest forms of heavenly lightning, struck him at once.
Crack!
His Celestial Crystal Shield finally exceeded its limit of endurance, shattered by one bolt of Purest Heavenly Lightning and one bolt of Purple Sky Lightning, turning into countless fragments that scattered into the air.
Crack!
The last bolt of Purple Sky Lightning knocked that already charred figure to the ground, leaving him motionless in death.
The true Purple Sky Divine Thunder, the true power of heavenly might, was more ferocious than the full-force strike of Purple Sky from Tianxuan Sect by more than ten times.
Boom… Boom…
Tai Xu and the others quickly fled, and in their panic, they continuously triggered attacks from the thunderbolts and gale winds along the way. The third sect leader, protected by his divine artifact, might not get hurt; but the other two Yuan Ying elders would surely suffer severe injuries.
This was not surprising. In the history of cultivation on Qiyuan Star, this stormy and thunderous wasteland had forced many Yuan Ying ancestors to flee in disarray and return defeated.
Su Che, holding onto his vast wealth, stood amidst the chaos of lightning, thunder, and howling winds, yet not a single thunderbolt or gale wind attacked him. At most, some careless gusts blew past him, but his powerful defensive barrier easily kept them at a distance of three feet.
After a while, the area within a thousand feet became relatively calm. Of course, the thunder continued to rumble and the winds to howl, but without a target, they reverted to a dormant state.
Su Che advanced several hundred feet and arrived at Tai Wu’s side.
Like a piece of black charcoal, Tai Wu lay on the ground, seemingly dead—his flesh burned, with little water left in his body, and his size reduced significantly.
Yet Su Che knew that a Yuan Ying ancestor wasn’t that easy to kill. As long as the Yuan Ying and the spiritual essence remained intact, physical injuries could heal quickly. Even if limbs were severed, they could grow back.
“Should I capture him?”
Su Che quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind.
If he captured Tai Wu and imprisoned him in the Immortal Prison, it would be as if he vanished from the world. Everyone would think Tai Wu had died at his hands. Killing a Yuan Ying ancestor was no trivial matter.
For example, not long ago, Tianxuan Sect captured Chen Xu from Lingyao Mountain and Ji E from Wan Gui Sect, but they could only impose slight punishments before releasing them unharmed.
But since Tai Wu was in his hands now, failing to capture him would feel frustrating and a great loss.
So…
“Capture him!”
Su Che gritted his teeth and made up his mind. “Whether I capture him or kill him, the grudges between us are irreconcilable. These old bastards clearly want to kill me by any means. Why can’t I kill them in return? There’s no such rule in the world.”
“Besides, this conflict started because they tried every trick to snatch my wealth from me. In any case, it’s my side that’s in the right…”
Swish!
The severely injured and unconscious Tai Wu disappeared, becoming the first prisoner at the Immortal Prison at the Yuan Ying stage.
Su Che was worried that Lao He might not be able to control a Yuan Ying cultivator, so he instructed, “Seal his Yuan Ying completely to prevent this guy from causing trouble in the Immortal Prison once he recovers.”
“Don’t worry, master. Even if he enters the Immortal Prison at an advanced stage of Yuan Ying, he’ll still have to obediently undergo my treatment, Lao He’s,” Lao He said with a grin.
Next, Su Che didn’t have time to dwell on other matters. Although they held the upper hand for now and had dealt a heavy blow to Tai Xu and the others, it was safer to hide in the most secure place first and figure out a way to subdue Jufu first.
With Jufu in hand, the world could be conquered!