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Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations

Qingfeng Li couldn't resist a single strike of the three-colored thunderbolt before, let alone two. He kept bouncing after being struck, foaming at the mouth.

The Sky-Flame Saint Son and Black Wind Saint Son laughed and said, "We wondered how powerful you were, but never thought that you are too weak to resist the three-colored thunderbolts."

Qingfeng Li didn't respond. He channeled the Thunder Chant silently and kept absorbing three-colored thunderbolts.

The three-colored thunderbolts were two times stronger than the last one. Qingfeng Li absorbed it with his skin, muscle, bones, and Saint Nucleus.

His Saint Nucleus was changing. It used to be purple, but after absorbing the three-colored thunderbolt, it showed three colors, black, red, and purple, and the mark on it became brighter than before.

Qingfeng Li felt the unlimited power inside his body. He reached out his finger and released the power of thunder.

Qingfeng Li was delighted. He felt he could control the power of thunder and release it freely just like when he was using the Thunder Pearl.

It could be one of his utlimate attacks. He could release the three-colored thunderbolt inside his body and kill his opponents when he fought with others later.

But Qingfeng Li didn't want to perform this powerful attack for now. He wanted to conceal it.

The Black Wind Saint Son took a look at the Sky-Flame Saint Son, saying, "You see, we don't even have to strike out. The three-colored thunderbolts will kill Qingfeng Li for us."

The Sky-Flame Saint Son nodded and said, "The three-colored thunderbolts in Thunder Valley are weird. It seems they don't allow fights here. They will strike anyone who starts a fight. It's quite curious."

The Black Wind Saint Son smiled slightly and said, "Don't be confused. We'll know the reason later. Now go there and kill that guy."

The Sky-Flame Saint Son nodded and walked forward. Qingfeng Li was lying on the ground. He was scorched and had no power to fight back.

Of course, this was what the Sky-Flame Saint Son thought. Actually, Qingfeng Li was restoring his power.

Qingfeng Li had absorbed those two three-colored thunderbolts. He laid on the ground deliberately and wanted to show the Sky-Flame Saint Son a surprise.

The Linglong Saintess got anxious and stood in front of Qingfeng Li, saying, "Sky-Flame Saint Son, what do you want?"

The Sky-Flame Saint Son smiled coldly, showing his killing intent and saying, "Of course, I want to kill Qingfeng Li. Linglong Saintess, you better understand who you are as someone that comes from a saint level planet. Otherwise, I won't be this kind to you either."

The Linglong Saintess smirked and said, "You can't kill Qingfeng Li today."

The Sky-Flame Saint Son showed a freezing look and said with disdain, "You're only an upper-grade Saint. How dare you stop me? It's too reckless and stupid."

The Sky-Flame Saint Son operated his saint palms, shaping a vital essence palm five million feet in size and smashing toward the Linglong Saintess.

The Linglong Saintess was startled. She wanted to parry the attack, but the invincible power instantly smacked her away.

The Linglong Saintess's delicate face turned pale as she spat out a mouthful of blood.

The Linglong Saintess said to herself, "Is this the power of the Sky-Flame Saint Son? No wonder he can rank 13 on Hidden Dragon List. I can't withstand his attack at all."

Black Puppy, Blood Sea Saint, the Clear-Wood Saintess and the rest also wanted to block Sky-Flame Saint Son. But they were all hit away by a single slap.

Their attacks didn't work at all in front of Sky-Flame Saint Son, a peak-stage saint.

The Sky-Flame Saint Son moved very fast and instantly got in front of Qingfeng Li. He wielded his palm and smashed at Qingfeng Li's head.

This attack was very vicious, aiming at Qingfeng Li's temple. If it could hit Qingfeng Li, his head would certainly explode, and he would surely die.

Qingfeng Li showed a freezing look and said coldly, "Sky-Flame Saint Son, do you really think I can't move on the ground?"

Shoo, Qingfeng Li bounced upright from the ground.

The Sky-Flame Saint Son was shocked, saying, "How can this be possible? You were struck by two three-colored thunderbolts. How can you move?"

Qingfeng Li looked at him coldly and said, "Fights are forbidden in Thunder Valley. How dare you attack? Try some three-colored thunderbolts too."

Qingfeng Li channeled the Thunder Chant and attracted three three-colored thunderbolts from Thunder Valley. The thunderbolts circled above the Sky-Flame Saint Son and made loud noises.

The Sky-Flame Saint Son was shocked. He had no time to focus on Qingfeng Li anymore and hurriedly formed a defense light veil to block the three-colored thunderbolts.

But the three-colored thunderbolts were very fast and struck right at the Sky-Flame Saint Son.

Ahh!

The Sky-Flame Saint Son screamed as if something had pierced into his body and caused unbearable pain.

One could clearly see the broken skin, muscle, and bones of the Sky-Flame Saint Son. The thunderbolts penetrated a big hole in his body and broke many of his ribs.

The Sky-Flame Saint Son was scorched black like charcoal and looked totally different from before. All his clothes were also torn apart.

The Sky-Flame Saint Son laid on the ground. He kept trembling, rolling his eyes, and foaming at the mouth, looking like he was about to die.

The surrounding self-cultivators were all shocked and stepped backward. They stayed away from the Sky-Flame Saint Son, daring not to anger three-colored thunderbolts. After all, the three-colored thunderbolts were too powerful for them to withstand.

Qingfeng Li showed no pity but only contempt when looking at the half-dead Sky-Flame Saint Son.

He knew the Sky-Flame Saint Son would be severely injured if not killed by the three strikes of three-colored thunderbolts. He could kill Sky-Flame Saint Son with a simple attack.

Qingfeng Li reached out his palm and smashed forward. He wanted to kill the Sky-Flame Saint Son.

But at the next moment, the Black Wind Saint Son showed up from the side. He pointed out his finger, crashing against Qingfeng Li's palm, creating giant noises.

Qingfeng Li didn't step back or get hurt this time, for he had absorbed two three-colored thunderbolts and increased his power. He was powerful enough to resist the Black Wind Saint Son.

The Black Wind Saint Son was astonished. "Your power has improved so much in just a few minutes and can resist my attack now. I can't let you go today. I must kill you to avoid the potential threat down the road!"