Fengyunlu

"Huh?" Lei Gong was unwilling to give up and tried to explore again, but still found nothing.

"Hiss~ Is there really nothing wrong with this demonic energy?" He still refused to give up and attacked again. This time, he even included Feng Chen's entire body in the detection range.

Even though Lei Gong had gone through the whole process three times, he still didn't find anything unusual except for the deep-seated resentment and the Heart-Torn Curse.

Lei Gong was puzzled by this result: "It is impossible for Lao Er and I to be completely wrong. If it is not here, then where can it be?"

"Uncle Lei, since you can't find it, it shouldn't be with me. Maybe there are some secrets in this thunder pool that we haven't solved yet, or there is something in the mysterious formation that has become interested in this evil energy and has scanned it with your divine consciousness." Feng Chen saw that his thunder power was fruitless, and although he was confused, he began to think about other possibilities.

Lei Gong nodded, then shook his head: "It's not that my cultivation is insufficient, but it's really not here. However, this divine thought will not appear for no reason, so we still have to be more careful."

"My little nephew, I'm not afraid of anything, but I'm worried that Thunderbolt Hall will get into trouble because of me. That would make me feel uneasy. Otherwise, let's put the body refining thing aside for now, or just get rid of the evil spirit directly." Feng Chen was worried that something unexpected might happen, and was also worried about dragging down Lei Gong, so he made this suggestion.

Lei Gong's eyes revealed a hint of pride: "No, this opportunity is rare, we must not give up because of some minor difficulties. Don't worry, no matter what happens today, your uncle Lei will take full responsibility."

After saying this, he raised his head and looked towards the red clouds in the sky outside the thunder pool, with an even stronger look of pride in his eyes.

"In that case, I will do whatever Uncle Lei says." Having said this, Feng Chen said no more and obeyed Lei Gong's arrangements.

"Okay, let's continue. You have already adapted to the three explorations. Later, I will use the Eight Desolate Tour and the Immortal Central Infinity to send down nine divine thunders. When the nine thunders are over, the devil's grudge and the heart-breaking curse will dissipate at the same time. At that time, Uncle Lei will activate the formation to temper your body and refine your essence."

“Remember, the tempering process will be very dangerous. Only by keeping your original heart can you avoid being destroyed. In addition, as I said just now, infinite vitality is hidden at the end of destruction. As long as you have an immortal thought, Uncle Lei guarantees that you will be immortal.” After Lei Gong finished speaking, he turned around and prepared to leave.

Feng Chen responded respectfully: "My nephew has made a note of it."

"Okay." Lei Gong floated away, leaving Feng Chen waiting alone.

But the stubborn boy on the altar didn't know whether blessing or disaster would be waiting for him...

The red silk was like fire, vast and boundless, surrounded by purple clouds, magnificent and incomparable. Under the thunder pool, in the altar, Feng Chen stood quietly, staring at Lei Gong's gradually receding figure, and couldn't help but feel a trace of worry and thought in his heart.

Uncle Lei was usually taciturn, but today he was particularly talkative, which made him a little confused. Obviously, Uncle Lei was not completely sure about this action, otherwise those words should have been made clear to him beforehand, so why repeat them to him again?

Feng Chen sighed inwardly. He knew that if this operation failed, he would not be able to face those friends who came to help him at great risk, nor would he be able to face his parents and tribesmen who had already lost their souls. And there was also the figure that he longed to save in his dreams, the one who lingered in his heart, Yan Shang.

He took a deep breath and told himself firmly that no matter how powerful the enemy was, no matter how many difficulties and obstacles lay ahead, he must move forward bravely and never retreat. If he didn't even dare to frown, then he would have lived his life in vain.

The roar sounded in my ears, and the thunder rumbled, as if the heaven and earth were shaking. The first purple thunder fell without reservation, with the might of heaven, the purple light cut through the sky, and hit the altar in the middle of the thunder pool.

In the desolate place of the Eight Desolate Worlds, there was a refining in the east. A strange beast shaped like a three-headed strange bird was holding an angular fairy cone magic weapon in its mouth. The first purple sky divine thunder passed through the magic weapon and leaped onto the high platform.

On the high platform, Feng Chen showed no fear as he watched the Purple Sky Divine Thunder wreak havoc on his body. The burning pain and the torture of burning his soul were many times stronger than before. However, he still gritted his teeth and used the power of his soul to activate the second level of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Art, trying his best to evolve the divine thunder to burn the demonic energy around him.

Although this seems to be meaningless, it can at least alleviate some of the pain. Although Fengchen is tough on the surface, the pain he endures is unbearable. He has to find a way to relieve this torment, even if it is just a little bit.

After some effort, Feng Chen found that his efforts were not in vain. Unlike last time, he did not faint without noticing this time. He clearly felt the ravages of the Purple Sky Divine Thunder, and the subtle changes in the demonic energy that began to occur under the baptism of the Divine Thunder.

The originally inky black devil flames were rolling, and now tiny gray stars appeared. These stars kept changing positions in the black fog, as if they were gradually seeping out from the devil's interior. Using divine thoughts to investigate, these gray stars no longer had the original resentment of the devil's energy, but were replaced by the majestic power of divine thunder.

Obviously, the demonic nature of these tiny bits of demonic energy had been eliminated by the divine thunder, and the remaining great power was also preventing the resentment from taking control again. Feng Chen endured the pain and probed his divine consciousness into the depths of the demonic energy to observe the changes in the demonic resentment.

The originally condensed resentment seemed to dim a little, and its size also shrank. The resentment sensed Fengchen's divine thoughts, and a hint of hatred was faintly revealed, as if although it was just instinct, it also knew how to distinguish between friend and foe.

Feng Chen cursed inwardly, slowly retracted his divine thoughts, and turned to examine his injuries. Just now, he was only concerned about the changes in the demonic energy, and temporarily put aside the matter of the divine thunder burning his body. Now, after a careful inspection, he couldn't help but feel bitter with a bit of firm expectation in his heart.

The pain was indeed terrible. His whole body was burnt black, with scars all over his body. The blood scabs were as black as charcoal, and his internal organs were wrinkled, dry and broken, and difficult to recover. However, the hope gained from this tragic situation was worth looking forward to. After this lightning strike, Fengchen's broken parts had a few more faint penetrations than the previous three attempts. Moreover, due to the special nature of his soul body, the flesh was like this, and the soul was also like this.

This is what Lei Gong said, endless vitality is bred in destruction. Just as the thunder of Jingzhe rises and the world revives, the Purple Sky Divine Thunder, as the head of the Nine Heavens, is naturally the pinnacle of thousands of vitality.

The powerful Purple Sky Divine Thunder just now burned Fengchen in an instant, but the great vitality contained in it was then drawn by the Immortal Absolute Array and poured into the surrounding bones and bones, slowly repairing the injuries. This process not only repaired the burns, but also broke and recast the blocked parts of Fengchen's body, so that he could break and then stand up. However, what he did now was to target the devilish energy, not to reach the flesh directly, so the effect was not very obvious. When he tempered the body and refined the essence, he would be able to see through it like a fire, and his desire would be revealed. But the taste at that time was not comparable to what it is now, and the danger was not comparable to the burns that were affected. How Fengchen would face it at that time would depend on his determination, and as for the final result, it also depended on how determined he could be. To make a long story short, Fengchen had just finished his inspection and had just recovered a little when the second Purple Sky Divine Thunder suddenly fell. Then, when Feng Chen recovered, the third, fourth, fifth, and eighth purple thunderbolts came down one after another. The might of heaven was overwhelming, and the thunderbolts surged. Feng Chen was injured again and again, and then injured again. He was tossed back and forth until he was completely lying on the high platform, gasping for breath. Huh~huh~huh~… "This…this…Alas, forget it, let's talk about it later." After bearing eight heavenly powers in a row, Feng Chen really couldn't muster any strength, and could only lie on the high platform helplessly. Now his demonic energy has been mostly grayed out, and only about 20% of Mo Ran is left, still resisting stubbornly. The sound of the beating sound steamed in his ears, reminding Feng Chen that he still had a little bit of stubbornness that had not yet evolved into a spirit. But Feng Chen slowed down again and again, and was unable to probe a trace of divine consciousness to examine his current state. Helplessly, the eight divine thunders had just fallen, and he needed to practice the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Art. Not only was he physically exhausted, but he also emptied his soul power, which was not much and not too strong. Although he had the body of his soul as proof, and the two could be slowed down together, he was too weak after all, and could not recover quickly. He could only recover slowly over time. Fortunately, there was still the protection of the Immortal Absolute Array in his body, which could help him recover faster, but even so, Fengchen was able to recover for more than half an hour. During this period, he could not move, and Lei Gong and others did not lead the last divine thunder. The reason was very simple. This last purple sky divine thunder was the combination of the previous eight thunders. Its power was incomparable to the previous ones. It was also made by Lei Teng, the master of the Immortal Absolute Array, the Immortal Master of the Thunderbolt Hall. At that time, he would use the Immortal Absolute Palm Flag as a control, and join the power of the Eight Desolations to cast a Nine Immortal Divine Guide, and then hit it into the red clouds on the thunder pool. When Chi Lian receives this order, he will generate eight divine thunderbolts that fall into the thunder pool, and then merge with the eight strange beasts guarding the eight wastelands in the altar to form an extremely strong heavenly power. This heavenly power will rise from the high platform in the center of the altar, and then fall to the sky, and rage back and forth until its power is exhausted. The whole process is extremely painful and helpless. The length of the pain varies from person to person, depending on the person who suffers. To put it bluntly, the stronger the cultivation, the shorter the time, and the less pain one suffers. For someone like Feng Chen who has no cultivation, I am afraid that a few moments may not be enough for him to melt and burn. However, no matter how hard the road ahead is, Feng Chen is determined to move forward. At this moment, he has basically recovered and slowly stood up on the high platform again. "Come on!" "After this, you can decide the future yourself!!" Feng Chen resolutely made a bold statement, raised his head, and looked at the vast sky. But at this moment, the secretive divine thought appeared again. "You little brat! How dare you ruin my plan!!"

The voice seemed to come from the sky, carrying endless anger and unwillingness, piercing Fengchen's mind. He was startled and looked around, but he only saw thunderclouds rolling and thunder roaring, but no figure appeared.

"Who are you? Why don't you show yourself?" Feng Chen suppressed his fear and shouted loudly. Although he knew that he was extremely weak at the moment, facing this sudden threat, he could not retreat, let alone show the slightest cowardice.

"Hmph, a mere ant, are you worthy of knowing my name?" The voice sneered, and then an even more powerful pressure descended from the sky, as if to crush Fengchen's entire body.

Fengchen felt his whole body tighten, as if a heavy burden weighed on him, and even breathing became extremely difficult. But he gritted his teeth and withstood the pressure, staring at the invisible enemy with a sharp gaze.

"I don't care who you are or what your purpose is, but since I, Fengchen, am standing here today, I will never let you succeed!" His words were full of determination and indomitable spirit, as if even the heaven and earth were changed by them.

At this moment, a crack suddenly appeared in the thundercloud, and a dazzling light shot out from it, heading straight for Fengchen. Fengchen's heart trembled, knowing that this must be from the mysterious enemy, and he quickly mobilized the remaining spiritual power in his body, preparing to meet this fatal blow.

However, just as he was about to resist, the light suddenly paused in the air, then turned into starlight and slowly merged into his body. Feng Chen was stunned for a moment, and then he felt a warm and powerful force flowing through his body, and his injuries began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This is..." Feng Chen was surprised, and an inexplicable gratitude surged in his heart. Although he didn't know why the mysterious enemy did this, this sudden help undoubtedly gave him hope.

"Hmph, don't think I'll let you go just like that." The voice sounded again, but without the previous anger and unwillingness, instead there was a hint of complicated emotions, "Remember, you owe me a favor."

After that, the voice disappeared completely, as if it had never existed. The thunderclouds also gradually dissipated, revealing the long-lost blue sky and white clouds. Fengchen looked at all this, his heart full of doubts and emotions.

"No matter who you are, I will remember this favor." He murmured to himself, then he took a deep breath and his eyes became firm again, "Next, it will be the last purple thunder. No matter how difficult the road ahead is, I will move forward!"

After saying this, he stood on the platform again, facing the sky, waiting for the final blow that would decide his fate...

Above the sky, the clouds gathered again, and there was a faint flash of lightning, as if foreshadowing a more intense storm was coming. Fengchen's mind did not relax at all because of the strange incident just now, but became more solemn. He knew that no matter who the mysterious voice was, he still had to face the next challenge alone.