radicalducati Chapter 32, Year 1
Chapter 32, Year 1
Tang Wutong stood quietly behind, her pinkish-blue eyelashes drooping gently. Her clear eyes were filled with an overwhelming worry. Her small hands unconsciously clenched the hem of her clothes, but she remained silent and did not utter a sound to interrupt.
She knew Zi Lingtian too well. He always planned carefully before acting and never did anything pointless. Once he was certain about something, he would never make a mistake.
Three figures steadily ventured deeper into the heart of the Star Dou Great Forest.
Titan walked slowly at the forefront, his massive, mountain-like body resembling a steadily moving steel fortress. The low-level soul beasts roaming the surrounding area sensed his powerful and weighty aura and scattered in terror. His invisible divine sense quietly spread out, transforming into fine tentacles that swept across the surrounding area, accurately detecting the tracks of all soul beasts within a radius of several miles, meticulously distinguishing their species, age, and elemental attributes.
"Around 2,500 years ago, a soul beast with both thunder and fire attributes... Such an attribute combination is extremely rare, and we need to explore deeper into the forest to find it."
Titan murmured softly, his steps never faltering.
After about an hour of trekking, he suddenly stopped, his expression slightly serious.
"Found it."
Following Titan's gaze, Zi Lingtian saw a massive, burly soul beast munching on a dead tree that had been struck by lightning in the open woods ahead.
This beast was over two zhang long, its entire body covered in thick, dark red scales. Fragments of electricity crackled and popped between the gaps in the scales. Its head was rough and ferocious, unlike the handsome dragon. Two long, curved horns grew from its forehead, their tips wreathed in scorching red flames, exuding a chilling aura.
Lei Yanlong.
With superior sub-dragon bloodline and a thin flow of dragon essence, it is born to wield the two violent elements of thunder and fire. It is fierce and brutal in nature, with an extremely strong sense of territory. Among the same age-limited soul beasts, its combat power is fierce and extremely difficult to contend with.
"Two thousand three hundred years of cultivation, pure lightning and fire attributes, just what you need."
Titan's voice was deep and solemn, his gaze fixed on the ferocious beast before him. "This beast possesses ferocious power, and its intertwined lightning and fire are extremely destructive. You must make a careful decision."
Zi Lingtian gazed intently at the ferocious Thunderflame Dragon, its deep purple, glass-like pupils clearly reflecting the dark red scales and leaping lightning.
After a moment of silence, his tone was firm and cold.
"That's it."
Titan nodded slightly, raised his hand to signal the two behind him to retreat to a safe area, and then took heavy steps, slowly approaching Lei Yanlong alone.
Sensing the invasion of its territory by a strange creature, the Thunder Flame Dragon suddenly raised its head, its narrow, amber-colored beast eyes instantly flashing with a piercing, ferocious light. A deep, violent roar echoed through the forest, and flames surged deep within its throat, ready to be unleashed.
Titan did not release his martial spirit at all; he simply clenched his five fingers into a thick iron fist, showing no signs of spiritual power, and remained unassuming.
The next instant, a violent and scorching dragon breath erupted, flames engulfed by raging lightning, transforming into a surging torrent that rushed straight towards the Titan.
Faced with the devastating attack, he neither dodged nor avoided, but instead threw a powerful punch straight out.
No fancy moves, no complicated soul skills, only pure and unparalleled physical strength, domineering and incomparable.
A muffled, deafening roar suddenly erupted, the surging dragon breath of thunder and fire being forcibly torn apart by the powerful fist wind, and two violent forces swept past him. Behind him, swathes of ancient trees were swept up by the aftershocks, instantly turning into charred black carbonized and reduced to ashes.
Titan stood motionless, his clothes undamaged.
The ferocity in Lei Yanlong's eyes was instantly replaced by extreme fear.
Driven by instinct, it turned to flee, but Titan took a step forward and instantly blocked its path. A giant hand, as large as a fan, suddenly reached out and precisely gripped the dragon's neck, lifting the massive Thunderfire Dragon into the air as if it were a frail chick.
The ferocious beast struggled violently, its claws flailing wildly, unleashing its full power of lightning and fire, bombarding Titan's body relentlessly. But his flesh was as tough as steel; layer upon layer of attacks landed on him, leaving not even a scratch on his skin.
"Sixth Brother, get started."
Titan shouted in a deep voice, slightly increasing the force in his hand, making Lei Yanlong's struggles even weaker.
Zi Lingtian flashed and soared through the air, arriving in front of the ferocious beast in a few leaps.
Without the slightest hesitation, he slowly raised his right hand, and the ancient and majestic phantom of the Scepter of Destruction slowly emerged from the void. The ultimate destructive power, interwoven with purple and gold, condensed in his palm, forming a sharp and fierce energy blade.
The dying Lei Yanlong looked at the young boy before him, and the captivating purple-gold light was clearly reflected in its amber beast eyes.
It vaguely sensed that this aura was far more terrifying and chilling than the physical strength of a Titan; it was a suppression originating from the very source, capable of causing the souls of all things to tremble and utterly vanish into nothingness—
The power of destruction.
Pure, cold, irresistible, everything can end.
Zi Lingtian's eyes were indifferent as she gently lowered her wrist.
A blade of destructive energy, refined to its utmost perfection, pierced the Thunderflame Dragon's vital heart with unparalleled precision. A surge of immense purple-gold destructive power instantly erupted, annihilating its meridians and life force in a flash.
The massive dragon body convulsed violently a few times before collapsing completely, its amber eyes dim and lifeless.
A deep purple soul ring slowly rose from the beast's body, hovering and rotating gently, surrounded by a strange luster interwoven with lightning and flames.
Two thousand three hundred years, although slightly less than the expected lifespan, is still well within the acceptable range.
Zi Lingtian exhaled a breath of turbid air and sat down cross-legged on the spot.
The phantom of the Scepter of Destruction solidified completely behind him, hovering in mid-air. The purple soul ring, seemingly drawn by the source, slowly drifted over and steadily wrapped around the scepter.
The surging, boundless energy of the soul ring flowed into his limbs and bones like a tidal wave.
A sharp, piercing pain instantly swept through my entire body.
Thunder ripped through his meridians with overwhelming force, while raging flames seared his flesh. Two violent elements surged and raged wildly within his body. The immense energy of a 2,300-year-old soul ring was an extraordinary burden for a six-year-old child. Even with his god-level physique, he could not escape this excruciating pain.
However, Zi Lingtian remained calm and composed, showing no signs of panic.
He focused his mind and actively drew upon the dormant destructive power within his body, confronting the raging thunder and fire energy.
It's not a head-on confrontation, but rather an extreme process of devouring and taming.
The essence of destruction, capable of ending all things and dissolving all violence and harm.
The raging lightning and flames, enveloped and devoured by the purple-gold destructive power, gradually lost their ferocity, were slowly refined and soothed, and transformed into a gentle and mellow energy stream that slowly merged into the meridians, bones and flesh, tempering the body and nourishing the source.
The time it takes for an incense stick to burn has quietly passed.
As Zi Lingtian slowly opened his eyes, a wisp of dark red flame quietly appeared deep within his deep purple pupils—a mark left by the Thunder Flame Dragon's original power.
With a slight thought, the Scepter of Destruction solidified and appeared in his palm. A new purple soul ring, shimmering with lightning and fire, appeared on the staff, making its aura even more profound and powerful.
The first spirit ring suddenly lit up.
A dazzling purple-gold lightning bolt erupted from the top of the scepter. This lightning was unlike any other lightning force, as it contained billowing, scorching flames. The lightning and fire merged and intertwined, condensing into a giant energy spear that stretched across the sky, carrying a destructive force as it slammed into a giant rock dozens of feet away.
Boom—!
A deafening roar echoed through the mountains and fields.
Under the dual destructive onslaught of thunder and fire, the hard boulder instantly shattered and crumbled. The intense heat melted the fragments into scalding lava, which splashed in all directions, igniting the surrounding forests and causing a raging fire to spread in an instant.
First Soul Skill
Destructive Flame Lightning.