I traveled through time and space, and I exchanged my life for krypton

Wei Zhong flew into the sky and faced the baptism of thunder.

The first bolt of thunder splashed down, covering Wei Zhong's body like raindrops.

After this heavenly calamity was eliminated, Wei Zhong looked down at himself:

"As expected, ordinary Mahayana thunder tribulations are nothing to me. With the blessing of the sixth level of the body realm, plus the thunder and lightning body training method, I am naturally able to resist this thunder tribulation."

Looking up at the sky, he saw another thunder calamity gathering. Wei Zhong was not afraid at all and flew directly into the thunder cloud.

The Thunder Body unfolded, Wei Zhong held the Nine Tribulations Mysterious Pivot Staff in his hand. Heavenly thunder surrounded him, not like a disaster, but like a bathing pool in heaven.

Wei Zhong was struck by lightning, but he was not harmed at all by the thunder.

Even the most powerful ones in the last few heavenly tribulations were all resisted after he used the Nine Tribulations Mysterious Pivot Staff, an eighth-tier magic weapon.

The calamity clouds in the sky had not yet dissipated, and Wei Zhong sighed heavily:

"If it weren't for this abnormal thunder tribulation, the Mahayana would be no different to me than taking something out of a bag. That person is so hateful!"

His real name is unknown, and due to his level of cultivation, Wei Zhong doesn't even dare to refer to him by the name "**Daozu".

The great Dao Master in his memory was so cautious, so how could Wei Zhong, a mere Mahayana cultivator, dare to be careless?

Taoism concealed Wei Zhong's true aura, and the Dajin inside the Yunling Tower had already begun preparations.

The rich power of destiny condensed into a physical entity above the Land of Thousand Lakes. The runes on the Soul Transport Tower lit up one after another. Dajin mobilized his own strength, and a beam of light suddenly rose into the sky, reaching the sky with no end in sight.

From Wei Zhong's perspective, the Kyushu Heavenly Dao that exists in this world has been activated.

The power of the laws in the sky manifested, and countless auspicious clouds sank along the column of light and poured into the Soul Transport Tower.

Using the body of a true spirit to directly pry open the rules of heaven and earth in this world, this is the ability that Dajin has gained through his practice.

Although it is only the seventh level of perfection, its supreme nature as the true spirit of the law is not much different from that of Mahayana.

…

In the Immortal Palace, Qi Han was startled by the commotion.

He suddenly flew out of the mansion, looking up at the sky with stars flashing in his eyes.

The rules of heaven that had always been hidden were now extremely clear, as if they were within reach.

From somewhere unknown, a force reached out into the rules of the heavenly way.

"What a big commotion, what a powerful ability, could it be that another being above the seventh calamity appeared in this world?"

His expression was filled with shock and confusion. When he was about to investigate carefully, suddenly an urgent order came from Kyushu.

"Reporting to the Taoist Master, all the Soul Transporting Towers No. 2 to 7 are operating autonomously, and it seems that they have developed some kind of induction..."

Over thousands of years, Jiuzhou expanded the number of Soul Transporting Towers to seven.

"Autonomous operation? Could it be?"

A look of intense horror appeared in Qi Han's eyes:

"Could it be a magical treasure? That Wei Zhong..."

He pounded his left palm with his right fist, and kept blaming himself in his heart as if he had missed some opportunity.

"I was careless, I was careless. If I had known this earlier, why would I have bothered to target the Nether Demon Bearded Dragon?

"Isn't the way of destiny more suitable for my current situation than time?"

His expression was annoyed:

"Unfortunately, it's too late, too late!"

He guessed at a glance that this movement was made by Wei Zhong in order to advance to the Mahayana realm by taking advantage of the luck of the Nine Provinces.

Outsiders are not allowed to participate in such disasters, otherwise it will be regarded as a provocation to the way of heaven, and the same level of thunder as that of interfering monks will be sent down.

Qi Han didn't want to get into such trouble for no reason.

Moreover, the fact that Wei Zhong had already triggered such a calamity showed that he had already established a firm foothold in the Mahayana realm.

It is enough to mobilize the magical treasure of luck and greatly increase strength.

Although both of them are Mahayana practitioners, it is not so easy to tell the winner.

At the same time when Qi Han received the induction, several other eighth-level demon dragons in the demon world also raised their heads as if they were inspired.

"What a strange noise!"

Most of them looked confused, not knowing what had happened.

The Zhou Ting Silver Dragon in the void behaved differently. Its attention was not at all on the movement of its luck being mobilized.

Instead, he closed his eyes and tried hard to sense the fierce thunder that was about to emerge from the void.

"That's right, this is the power I have been pursuing."

After saying this, he let out a dragon roar, and then turned into lightning and flew away.

…

In the Land of Thousand Lakes, as more and more luck gathers, the pressure between heaven and earth continues to decrease.

Wei Zhong sensed this and couldn't help but look inside the tower.

His sight passed through the wall and he saw the big golden dragon hovering on the white auspicious clouds. Its scales were shining brightly, and it looked more real than the real dragon Wei Zhong had seen before.

The bulge on the top of the head intensified, and a pair of dragon horns emerged from inside, as if the previous operation had also broken some kind of boundary.

“Eighth level!”

Influenced by this transformation, Da Jin let out a long roar, and auspicious clouds in the sky quickly gathered together and turned into a boundless cloud light shield that covered the horizon.

Against the backdrop of the auspicious clouds in the sky, the black calamity clouds actually seemed insignificant.

The calamity cloud was torn apart, and a purple dragon figure emerged from it. It looked curiously at the auspicious clouds in the sky, then looked at itself, with a hint of doubt in its eyes:

"Who is this person who caused such a commotion? The power I could mobilize was even directly eliminated by 70%."

As his gaze shifted, he saw a human figure wrapped in various magical weapons below.

"He Dao?"

The doubt in his eyes deepened, and after repeated perception, he felt that it was undoubtedly in line with the Tao.

Lei Long was completely puzzled, but with a professional attitude, he still swung out his dragon claws and charged out with his dragon body.

Layer upon layer of magic weapons were destroyed under the thunder. Although the man's body and soul tried to hold on, they could not escape the disaster of extinction.

"You are overestimating your own abilities. How dare you challenge the laws of time with such strength?"

He was still somewhat confused and wanted to investigate further, but the noise coming from his soul made him pause.

"You are such a thief, how dare you offend my Dragon Palace."

After saying this, he didn't care whether there was anything strange about this thunder tribulation, and he went straight into the tribulation clouds in the sky. Lightning scatters in all directions, and he disappeared into thin air.

The calamity clouds in the sky dissipated, and Wei Zhong walked out from the shadows with doubts:

"Longgong, do you Lightning Spirits have a residence in this Middle Thousand World?"

Lei Long struggled to get up:

"There is none in the mansion, but there is a thunder pond, which contains most of the power of our true spirits."

Wei Zhong had a strange look in his eyes:

"Can you find the Thunder Pond of the True Spirit?"

Lei Long shook his head:

“Maybe, maybe not. The location of the Thunder Pool is very secretive. A cautious person would not even hide it in the void, but would place it in the interlayer space between the winning world and the void.

“This place is difficult to reach, and it is even more difficult to stay for a long time to search the mine pool.

"Even if we find it by chance, the master is probably no match for the True Spirit with his power."

"You don't have to worry about my strength. I just want to ask you if you want to recover your previous strength."

Lei Long paused to refute:

"Master wants to control the calamity of this world?"

There is no such thing as a hassle without gain. Just the abnormal thunder tribulation required for promotion to Mahayana is already so troublesome, let alone the nine tribulations required for Mahayana ascension afterwards?

It is too troublesome to condense the life essence clone again and again, and it is also harmful to oneself. Wei Zhong wants to solve the abnormal thunder disaster in this world from the root.

“That’s right!”

Lei Long understood Wei Zhong's thoughts clearly: controlling the heavenly calamity was fake, but helping him avoid the calamity was real.

"Master, this idea is a big mistake. The Thunder Pool is a gift from the upper realm. Those who possess such power must fulfill their duties to heaven and earth. This is the bottom line and cannot be changed."

"That Tianyin Leishan?"

Lei Long shook his head:

"Thunder Asgard paid the price. The master has no connections and can't afford the price."

Wei Zhong was speechless for a moment. This cultivation world is really a world where both strength and relationships are valued.

"Moreover, the people of Tianyin Leishan did not completely avoid the disaster, but only weakened it a little. If the master really wants to avoid this disaster, he should start with that stupid dragon."

Wei Zhong sighed helplessly and escaped into the Soul Transporting Pagoda. The Great Jin was completely different from before.

With a pair of dragon horns and clouds surrounding it, it looks like a beast of good fortune.

"Finally you've reached the eighth level. It's worth all the effort I put into raising you."

Da Jin rubbed Wei Zhong's right hand, and at the same time, a childish voice sounded in Wei Zhong's mind:

"Master~"

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Wei Zhong was stunned: "Finally we can communicate?"

Although it was not normal language, Wei Zhong was quite surprised by the clear mental communication.

After communicating with him for a while, Wei Zhong found that Da Jin's mind and voice were very childish, just like a child of five or six years old.

There is none of the old-fashioned demeanor of Lei Long.

This behavior further strengthened the decision not to let it have too much contact with the Thunder Dragon.

"Okay, okay. It will be more convenient for you to help me in the future."

Da Jin rubbed Wei Zhong's palm, then retreated back into the fog pool at Wei Zhong's command.

In the outside world, the auspicious clouds that had just covered the sky had dissipated.

The connection between the Soul Transporting Tower and the rules of Heaven was thus severed.

However, as long as Wei Zhong gives the order, the Jin Dynasty can open it again.

"Two promotions, double happiness!"

Wei Zhong looked delighted. He stepped into the fog pool and began to examine his own changes.

…

In this way, spring goes and autumn comes, and the years pass.

A dragon appeared in the void, with thunderclouds gathering around it. It was the Zhou Ting Silver Dragon.

Qi Han appeared not far away and looked at the demon dragon's transformation with a strange look on his face:

"I haven't seen you for a few days. It seems that Brother Yinlong has made further progress in his thunder technique. Could it be that he has already condensed the Thunder Dao Seed?"

When Zhou Tingxu Silver Dragon heard this, he looked arrogant:

"There is still some distance before the Dao Seed condenses, but there has been a big improvement in recent days, and the Dao Seed is just around the corner."

Upon hearing this, Qi Han bowed and laughed:

"Then I would like to congratulate Brother Yinlong in advance!"

The man and the dragon were talking happily, but after a while, Zhou Ting Virtual Silver Dragon interrupted:

"It's already this hour, why hasn't the person you mentioned arrived yet?"

Qi Han looked at the celestial phenomena in all directions and replied:

"We will arrive in less than half an hour!"

Sure enough, half a minute later, a silver-robed figure tore through the void and arrived here.

He took a look at the man and dragon present, then bowed to Qi Han:

"Hello, Fellow Daoist Qi!"

The other party smiled and bowed:

"Friend Wei is really a punctual person. He arrived at the perfect time, neither too early nor too late."

This Taoist in silver robe was Wei Zhong himself.

"It seems that you two have been here for a long time. I was not thoughtful enough."

"No, no..." Qi Han pointed at the demon dragon not far away, "This is Zhou Tingxu Silver Dragon Lord of the demon dragon clan. He has existed for a long time and is the ancestor of the demon dragons.

"I am particularly good at thunder magic and the way of the void. Perhaps I can have some topics with you, Brother Wei..."

These words hinted to Wei Zhong that this dragon was extremely powerful and not easy to mess with.

"Hello, Brother Yinlong!"

Wei Zhong bowed slightly, and the demon dragon remained calm:

"He looks like a very impressive person, but I wonder how strong he is?"

Wei Zhong smiled with a fake smile:

"If Brother Yinlong is in doubt, why not try it yourself?"

A light curtain appeared in front of my eyes:

【Name: Wei Zhong】

[Spiritual Cultivation: Mahayana·Zero Tribulation]

[Physical cultivation level: Tribulation Body Realm, seventh level]

【Lifespan:***/***】

【……】

During the period of his promotion to Mahayana, Wei Zhong's physical cultivation advanced further and he passed the seventh level of thunder tribulation of ascension to the immortal realm.

He has entered the late stage of body calamity, and is only one calamity away from the demon dragon in front of him.

With the assistance of the thunder and lightning spirit and the blessing of the Mahayana method, Wei Zhong was not afraid of the demon dragon in front of him at all.

"Haha," seeing that the two were about to clash, Qi Han immediately tried to smooth things over, "Brother Yinlong, don't take it seriously. Brother Wei was just joking."

"We are the ancestors of our clan, how can we joke around casually?" Zhou Tingxu Silver Dragon said solemnly, "Since you are so arrogant, you can't blame me for taking action!"

After saying this, thunderclouds floated around him and a thunder ball slowly moved out of his mouth.

The lightning ball was blue and silver in color, and half the size of a human head. The power contained in it was terrifying, and even Qi Han's face changed when he saw it.

The sleeves floated, and gray-white smoke emerged from the sleeves, turning into a glove that wrapped around his right palm.

He teleported instantly, rushed forward quickly, and captured the thunder ball.

His eyes were fixed on Zhou Ting's virtual silver dragon, revealing a dangerous look:

"Brother Yinlong, this is too much!"

This is not ordinary lightning, but one of the thunder dragon's killer weapons.

It is the product of the fusion of his innate magic and the laws of the void.

Normally, Qi Han had to be careful when sparring with him, so how could Wei Zhong, a mere Mahayana cultivator who had only been promoted for a few years, deal with it?

Just as these thoughts arose in his mind, Wei Zhong's voice rang out from behind Qi Han:

“Thank you for your help, Brother Qi, but please leave this small thunder ball to me.

"It also prevents the demon dragon clan from looking down on our human race."

Qi Han turned around:

"I understand what Brother Wei is thinking, but this thunder..."

Before he could finish his words, Wei Zhong waved his hand and took the ball of green and silver lightning in his hand.

He captured the lightning with his flesh body, and his palms were covered with a layer of purple gold film, like a carefully woven glove.

At this moment, Wei Zhong turned his palm, held the blue-silver thunder ball in his palm and looked at it, as if he saw a rare thing.

"this……"

Qi Han looked stunned, but the shock in his heart was like a raging storm.

'How long has it been? Has it grown to this point? Fortunately, I didn't do anything, otherwise I would have suffered a great loss.'

Zhou Ting Xu Yin Long also looked surprised, but as the original body of the blue-silver thunder, his feelings were even more real.

The human race not only completely suppressed its out-of-body lightning, but also studied the composition of the lightning.

As if his magic had been discovered by others, the silver dragon quickly dispersed the lightning ball:

"Fellow Daoist Wei's thunder magic is no less than mine. Old Dragon admires me..."