Chapter 207 - 207 206 Contest for the Thunder Source

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207: Chapter 206: Contest for the Thunder Source 207: Chapter 206: Contest for the Thunder Source The Great Elder of the Cang Family and the Yang Family Patriarch were truly enraged this time, attacking the Thunder Python in a frenzy. Fiery red long spears and huge Thunder Palms covered the sky, buzzing as they struck the body of the Thunder Python. The Thunder Python, in pain, counterattacked by looking up to the heavens, its thick tail striking like a mountain. And in this struggle, a large number of Thunder Crystals scattered to the ground. Both the Great Elder of the Cang Family and the Yang Family Patriarch launched their terrifying attacks simultanneously. Boom! The skin of the Thunder Python was blasted apart and scattered in all directions. Looking at the torn Thunder Crystals, Lin Xuan’s eyes blazed with eagerness. “Conceal your form well!” Lin Xuan instructed briefly before quickly rushing out. Behind him, Zhao Xue bit her lip and chose to stay inside the cave. Although Thunder Crystals were valuable, the outside was simply too dangerous. Not only were there Soul Fusion Realm experts around, but there were also people from the Purple Extreme Demon Palace. Moreover, Zhao Xue was not a Thunder Martial Artist. Even though the Thunder Crystals were precious, they were not worth more than her life. Lin Xuan sensed that Zhao Xue did not follow and wasn’t surprised. He transmitted, “If there is danger, leave first!” Having said that, he extended his Soul Power with caution, scouting the surroundings and quickly heading towards the site. There were also three Purple-clothed Martial Artists who acted simultaneously, each heading for a piece of Thunder Crystal separately. “Humph! I’ll take care of you first!” Lin Xuan used the Wind Thunder Step and followed the weakest among them. In the ruins, there was a Thunder Python Skin the size of a table, crystal clear and shining like a Blue Gemstone. One of the Purple-clothed Martial Artists carefully avoided the Soul Fusion Realm experts in the sky and stealthily approached it. In the sky, the Great Elder of the Cang Family and the Yang Family Patriarch were momentarily entangled by the Thunder Python and couldn’t afford to be distracted. “Go seize the Thunder Crystals!” they shouted to their surviving disciples. From the original group of over a hundred, only about twenty remained, and they all rushed towards the site of the Thunder Source. “Die!” The Purple-clothed Martial Artist sneered. A flash of Purple Light in his eyes, he took control of the three approaching Martial Artists, then swung his hand horizontally, and three heads flew out. Whoosh! Right after completing this, he sensed a cold murderous intent coming from behind. Swish! His body twisted, and the Purple-clothed Martial Artist forcibly shifted three meters to the left. He abruptly turned his head, his face wearing a disdainful smile. “Humph, trying to play with me…” His expression changed because there was no one behind him. Puff! A blade pierced through his heart, golden Thunder surging, destroying all vitality within him. He struggled to turn back, wanting to see who it was. Unfortunately, he only saw a slender hand removing his Storage Ring. Then darkness fell before his eyes, and he lost consciousness. Lin Xuan withdrew the Autumn Trace Sword, blood flowing down the blade without leaving a single trace on the sword body. He took off the Purple Robed Man’s robe, donned it over himself, and quickly gathered up the table-sized Thunder Python Skin. This piece of Thunder Python Skin was relatively small, and due to its secluded location, it didn’t attract much attention. Thus, Lin Xuan’s first strike could be said to be very smooth. He concealed himself within the Purple Robe, his body flitting like a ghost as he sped towards another Purple-robed Man. Boom— A massive Hand Seal landed before him, creating a deep, bottomless pit in the ground. Cold sweat trickled down Lin Xuan’s forehead, his face pale as he looked ahead. Another Purple-clothed Martial Artist had killed a few Cang Family Disciples and stored a door-sized piece of Thunder Python Skin into his Storage Ring. This process was seen by the Great Elder of the Cang Family in the sky, who struck with a palm, instantly killing the Purple-robed Man. The Great Elder of the Cang Family beckoned, and the Storage Ring from the deceased Purple-robed Man rapidly drifted towards him. Hiss hiss! A fiery-red Spear Light streaked across, severing the connection between the Storage Ring and the Great Elder. Instantly, the Storage Ring fell down. “Yang Tian!” the Great Elder of the Cang Family bellowed in fury. “Heh, we’re only temporarily allied, surely you don’t think we’re actually together!” The Yang Family Patriarch clasped the Storage Ring in his hand, his face alight with a smile. “Scram!” A palm hundreds of meters in size swatted out, enveloping the Yang Family Patriarch, and immediately countless bolts of Thunder struck down. “Break!” The Yang Family Patriarch’s long spear shone like a rainbow, piercing out countless Spear Lights, shattering the large hand in the sky. “Roar!” The Demon Beast Thunder Python would not show weakness either; silver-colored sparks of electricity emerged on its tail, forming a long electric saw, and slashing towards the two people. The battle became even more intense. The surviving Purple-robed leader dodged continuously, swiftly approaching a piece of Thunder Python skin over ten meters long. A sinister smile appeared on his face, and he quickly made his move. Boom! A hundred-meter-long Spear Light flew from the sky, its speed extreme. Purple Light flickered in the Purple-robed leader’s eyes as he rapidly retreated. Hiss! At his original standing place, a kilometer-long crack appeared. The face of the Purple-robed young man darkened; he dared not make another move, instead, he grimly looked towards the sky. Clearly, that spear strike was a warning. However, he would not give up. Swoosh! Lin Xuan, draped in a Purple Robe, arrived nearby. At this time, nobody would be suspicious or even bother to look. “You draw their attention, I’ll go retrieve the Thunder Crystal!” the Purple-robed young man said coldly. Lin Xuan nodded, his body dashing speedily forward. In an instant, he was at the fissure, and in a blink, he was heading straight for the Thunder Python skin. Hmph! A cold hum resounded in the sky, exploding like thunder. “Don’t think I wouldn’t dare to kill a member of the Purple Extreme Demon Palace!” Spear Light flew out, like a Flood Dragon leaving the sea, stabbing towards Lin Xuan. While the Yang Family Patriarch made his move, Lin Xuan had already begun to dodge; after all, he didn’t actually want to take the Thunder Python skin. Boom! Pong! The Spear Light roared, piercing into the earth, creating a crater ten meters in diameter. And Lin Xuan was only about three meters away from the crater. Cold sweat ran down his face; if he were even a bit slower, today would have been the end for him. When Lin Xuan made his move, the Purple-robed young man also moved quickly. As the Yang Family Patriarch attacked Lin Xuan, the Purple-robed young man fast sprinted towards the huge piece of Thunder Python skin. Swoosh! Finally, his quick action paid off. Go! He beckoned to Lin Xuan, their bodies sprinting towards the distance. “You’re courting death!” In the sky, the Great Elder of Cang Family and the Yang Family Patriarch released terrifying attacks. But as they were restrained by the Thunder Python and wary of each other, their attacks weren’t strong, nor were they accurate. In contrast, Lin Xuan and the Purple-robed young man were Soul Power masters, and they had been continuously watching the action in the sky. So, they narrowly and dangerously evaded the attacks. Watching the two flee into the distance, both the Great Elder of Cang Family and the Yang Family Patriarch did not give chase. After all, that was just a small piece; the real prize was still beside the Thunder Python. As if understanding their thoughts, the Thunder Python’s silver eyes shifted; it suddenly turned, biting down on the remaining Thunder Python skin. Crack! The Thunder Python skin, originally over eighty meters, was now reduced by half! “Damn beast, you’re asking for death!” The eyes of both the Great Elder of Cang Family and the Yang Family Patriarch turned red, attacking like madmen.

Chapter 207 - 207 206 Contest for the Thunder Source

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