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134: Thunder DescendsJust as the ferocious silver Dragon was about to bite Lin Jingyu’s chest, at that critical moment...

”Roar—”

A thunderous roar suddenly erupted!

A figure, burly as an iron tower with bulging muscles, carrying overwhelming fury and resolve, instantly appeared before Lin Jingyu as if teleporting.

It was Lin Lingshan.

His hair stood on end, his eyes were blood red, like an enraged ancient berserker bear.

On his rough, calloused hands, as large as cattail leaf fans, earthy yellow Spiritual Light condensed wildly like a solid rock armor, carrying a sense of immovability, as heavy as a mountain.

He neither dodged nor evaded. His five fingers, like iron tongs forged from fine steel, fiercely gripped the chilling spear tip amidst the explosive crackle in the air.

”You want to touch my Lin family’s people? First, ask if my fists agree!”

Lin Lingshan let out another earth-shattering roar. His right fist, like a battering ram, was fiercely raised. His muscles instantly bulged, and veins coiled like Dragons.

The earthy yellow Spiritual Light condensed and compressed to its extreme, carrying the terrifying power to split mountains and shatter everything, as he fiercely smashed his fist onto the violently trembling spear shaft.

”Clang—”

A terrifying clang, far exceeding the clash of metal, exploded!

It was like a massive bell ringing next to their ears, causing everyone nearby to feel a stinging pain in their eardrums, their Qi and blood churning, and violent energy ripples visibly exploding.

The majestic silver Dragon, condensed from spiritual power, let out a mournful wail. The dazzling Spiritual Light on the spear shaft flickered violently like a candle in the wind, instantly dimming by more than half.

The light flickered erratically, as if it could dissipate at any moment.

”Puff!”

Gong Yunyu, riding on his horse, felt as if he had been struck in the chest by an invisible, ten-thousand-pound hammer.

His face instantly turned ashen, a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his body swayed violently, almost falling off his horse.

His Magical Artifact, connected to his Soul, suffered a heavy blow. The immense backlash made his head buzz, and golden stars danced before his eyes.

”How is this possible?” Gong Yunyu clutched his aching chest, staring in disbelief at Lin Lingshan, who had single-handedly withstood his full-power attack.

This person could actually injure others by damaging their Magical Artifact.

This method was truly too cunning.

He was caught off guard and fell victim to it.

Besides venom, his eyes now held a hint of terror:

”Damn it... what... what are you all standing around for? Attack! Chop them to pieces! Leave no one alive! Kill—”

The roar, a mix of shock and fury, coupled with maddened exasperation, echoed throughout the entire scene.

In a dusty corner, Elder Lin Chengyuan, like a startled mouse, huddled, trying his best to reduce his presence, wishing he could bury himself in the dirt.

Lin Jingyu’s cold, knife-like remark, ”Disaster is befalling Black Wind Stockade,” was like a poisoned ice pick, piercing deep into his greatest fear.

That Mysterious Youth carrying a talisman treasure... that terrifying lightning that leveled hills... scene after scene flashed uncontrollably in his mind.

The more he thought, the more Lin Chengyuan’s body trembled, his teeth chattering. A chill shot from the soles of his feet straight to the crown of his head, freezing his blood.

Could it be... could it be that the powerful cultivator with the Lightning Spiritual Root, who could alter terrain at will, had already found this place?

This thought, like a poisonous snake biting his heart, almost suffocated him.

Just as he was sinking into a quagmire of fear, his Mental Energy on the verge of collapse.

”Zzz... zzzzt... zzzzzzt...”

A strange sound, instantly making one’s scalp tingle and spine chill, spread through the dead silent air without warning.

It was as if hundreds of cold venomous snakes were hissing simultaneously, or countless tiny electric arcs were frantically leaping in the dry air.

Accompanying this hair-raising sound was a subtle, dense, yet pervasive tingling sensation.

Like countless invisible steel needles, it ignored the obstruction of clothing, densely piercing Lin Chengyuan’s entire body.

The feeling was as if his entire body had been thrown into an ocean of static electricity.

Lin Chengyuan suddenly looked up, his cloudy old eyes wide with extreme fear, almost bulging out of their sockets.

The sight that met his eyes instantly sent his Soul flying, his mind went blank, and he completely forgot even the instinct to breathe.

He saw that with Lin Jingyu’s standing position as the center, within a hundred-zhang radius, countless fragmented, leaping, twisting, and flashing purple electric snakes suddenly appeared in the previously empty air.

The scalp-numbing ”zzzzt” crackling sound was precisely the death knell emitted by these electric snakes as they moved, collided, and annihilated in the air.

These violent purple electric snakes were not chaotic.

They seemed to be guided by some supreme Law in the unseen, orderly intertwining and converging around Lin Jingyu’s body.

Like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, all streams returning to their Origin!

In just a few breaths, a massive lightning electric prison, composed of pure destructive thunder power, covering the entire village entrance battlefield, impressively took shape.

The dazzling purplish-white light illuminated everyone’s faces to a ghostly pallor, like vengeful spirits.

A strong, burnt smell, unique to thunderclouds before a heavy rain, permeated the air.

And the absolute center of this destructive cage was precisely Lin Jingyu, whom he wished to devour and flay.

At this moment, Lin Jingyu was bathed in leaping, living purple electric arcs. His clothes fluttered wildly without wind, rustling loudly.

His right hand was raised above his head, and in his palm, a dark yellow Talisman, ancient in style and deep in color, quietly floated.

That Talisman, like an ancient thunder beast awakening from slumber, was frantically devouring the surrounding converging violent thunder power with a visibly greedy posture.

Upon the Talisman’s body, deep purple thunder plasma flowed and converged like a living entity, finally forming a profound thunder ball at the Talisman’s core, so dark purple it was almost black, like a miniature black hole.

A terrifying aura of destruction, capable of making one’s Soul tremble as if facing the might of heaven and earth, emanated from that small Talisman, like an invisible tsunami, washing over everyone’s minds.

It, seemed to be the Incarnation of the Thunder Origin!

Dense electric snakes leaped on his exposed skin, bringing waves of intense numbness and stinging pain.

Lin Jingyu focused his mind, fine beads of sweat seeping from his forehead. His powerful Mental Energy was like the most precise spiderweb.

Carefully weaving and guiding the surrounding chaotic thunder power, taming them strand by strand, thread by thread, and injecting them into the thunder fiend talisman in his hand, which was like a bottomless pit.

The effect... was far more terrifying than he had anticipated during his deductions last night!

Late last night, while everyone was asleep, he stealthily crept out like a ghost, silently embedding a meticulously prepared network of copper wires beneath the land at the village entrance, which was destined to become a battlefield.

Like laying down an invisible net, these copper wires were cleverly connected to several special metal ”Lightning Rods” he had quietly placed at the tops of tall trees nearby.

And at the ends of the copper wires, a large number of magnets were connected.

At this moment, under the pull of the thunder fiend talisman, this powerful core, the free-floating thunder power between heaven and earth was frantically attracted.

Through some unknown Opportunity, it actually formed a scene like a purgatorial lightning cage.