Chapter 207: The Ocean Brewed into Wine, a Sword Shining over Jiuzhou!
"Has Daoist Master Yunxu been defeated?"
A wave of shock washed over the crowd. The sword technique Lin Mu had just executed was simply too powerful. Even at a great distance, they all felt a sense of despair.
"No, Daoist Master Yunxu cannot possibly be defeated!"
Someone, unable to accept this reality, pointed at the roiling dark clouds above. "Daoist Master Yunxu’s greatest strength is his ability to command the Thunder Law. There’s no way Master Lin alone could have killed him!"
"Indeed, that must be it!"
Watching the dark clouds, a glimmer of hope sparked in the crowd’s hearts.
CRACK! CRACKLE!
As time passed, lightning flashed within the dark clouds, radiating an astonishing power.
SPLASH!
At the same time, a figure violently leaped out of the river, soaring into the sky.
It was Yunxu!
However, compared to his previous ethereal, sage-like appearance, he had changed drastically. His hair was disheveled and his clothes were in tatters. His face and body were covered in wounds, large and small, from which blood flowed incessantly. What shocked everyone the most was the massive wound on his abdomen that had nearly sliced him in two.
To have sustained such severe injuries and still be alive was astonishing. One could only imagine how immense his strength was.
"Still not dead? You’re quite tenacious," Lin Mu chuckled softly, not seeming surprised at all.
Yunxu glared fiercely at Lin Mu, his eyes filled with venomous resentment. "Boy, I admit I underestimated you, and I have paid a heavy price for it. But thinking of killing me won’t be so easy!"
"Is that so?" Lin Mu responded noncommittally, slowly shaking his head. "Yunxu, do you truly believe that I cannot kill you?"
Yunxu burst into scornful laughter and roared, "Kill me? You aren’t qualified! Today, I will be the one to kill you!"
As soon as his words fell, Yunxu suddenly spread his arms wide. In the heavens above, amidst the roiling clouds, thick bolts of lightning fiercely gathered, creating a terrifying spectacle.
The sky darkened and the atmosphere grew oppressive. Everyone’s limbs went weak. It felt as if Divine Punishment was descending from the heavens, that the end of days was near.
"Master Lin, today I will show you that my title, True Immortal of Thunder Law, is well-earned!" Yunxu bellowed, launching himself high into the sky.
"What is he trying to do...?"
Every face was a mask of shock and confusion.
"Could it be...?"
Suddenly, a few people seemed to realize something. They screamed abruptly and began running frantically, trying to get even farther away.
CRACK!
A massive Thunderbolt crashed down, striking the surface of the river.
BOOM!
The river water exploded, transforming into a torrential downpour. Bolts of lightning scattered in every direction, killing countless fish and shrimp.
CRACKLE! CRACKLE! CRACKLE!
Then, Thunderbolts began to fall incessantly, swirling around Daoist Master Yunxu as if they were orbiting him. At the center of the lightning, Yunxu looked like a Thunder God descended from the heavens, imposing and majestic. In that moment, he seemed to be the ruler of all creation, able to strike down any who defied him with a mere flick of his hand.
Clad in an armor of Thunderbolts, wielding lightning in his hands, this was Yunxu at his absolute peak.
"Clad in Thunderbolts! The True Immortal of Thunder Law truly lives up to his name!"
"A miracle! This is simply a miracle!"
"If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed someone in this world could actually command Thunderbolts!"
Countless people watched this scene, their eyes fervent, their hearts trembling with shock.
Qiao Zishan and the others were already dumbfounded. From Daoist Master Yunxu displaying the Green Lotus Sword Technique to him now being clad in Thunderbolts and transforming into the Thunder God, each moment overturned their understanding of reality.
"If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I would think I was dreaming," Jiang Xia and Li Ping said with bitter smiles, their voices filled with shock.
In contrast to them, Qiao Zishan’s bitterness was mixed with a greater sense of desolation and unwillingness. As the son of River City’s wealthiest man, he was born with more than others.
Power, wealth, resources... In which of these was he not already standing at the finish line, far ahead of everyone else?
But after witnessing this battle, he had become somewhat bewildered. He even felt a profound sense of disparity.
The ant, the piece of trash he had never taken seriously, had somehow transformed into the renowned Master Lin.
This was the first time in his life he had ever felt this way.
Therefore, Lin Mu must die!
A jealous glow flickered in Qiao Zishan’s eyes as he stared intently at the blurry figure in the center of the river.
I will never be at ease until you are dead!
This was not a thought he had alone.
"This man must die!" Liu Xiu clutched the boat’s edge tightly, his face twisted in a dark scowl.
"Mr. Liu, rest assured, Lin Mu won’t live past today!" Lu Tong sneered. "Daoist Master Yunxu appears to be giving it his all. No matter how many tricks Lin Mu has, he is on a one-way path to death!"
"Don’t speak so soon. I don’t want to be proven wrong again," Liu Xiu snorted coldly, venting his dissatisfaction.
Lu Tong quickly lowered his head, hiding the vicious glint in his eyes.
Lin Mu, you must die!
"Heavenly Imperial Divine Thunder, heed my command! Vanquish all evil!" Yunxu pointed at Lin Mu, his killing intent erupting as he screamed, "Kill!"
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
All the Thunderbolts instantly converged into one massive streak of lightning that howled toward Lin Mu. A heart-stopping scene suddenly unfolded on the Bolan River. From the sky, a brilliant spear of lightning descended with a roar, aimed directly at the lone silhouette on the river’s surface. Compared to the magnificent Thunderbolt, that figure seemed incredibly frail. A mere touch would surely reduce him to ash.
Everyone awaited the tragic scene of his death. However, an even more shocking spectacle unfolded.
As the lightning made contact with the man, it simply vanished without a trace. As time passed, even as the last Thunderbolt faded from the sky and the dark clouds began to disperse, the man remained in his original posture, standing on the river’s surface with a smile.
"How is this possible?!"
"How can this possibly be?!!"
Yunxu looked dazed and despondent, gazing at Lin Mu below, feeling as if his entire world was being turned upside down. The spectators were equally baffled. The Thunderbolts summoned by Daoist Master Yunxu had no effect on Lin Mu whatsoever.
What in the world was going on?
Lin Mu finally spoke. "Heed your command?"
He slowly lifted his hand. On the back of it, a dragon-shaped mark throbbed gently, as if it were alive.
"With the paltry thunder-controlling arts of your Celestial Master Mansion, you dream of commanding the Thunderbolts of this world? What a foolish fantasy."
The moment Lin Mu finished speaking, the crowd erupted in an uproar.
"Impudence!" Daoist Master Yunxu was furious, pointing a shaking finger at Lin Mu. "You brat, how dare you insult the Celestial Master Mansion?!"
"Insult?" Lin Mu sneered. "Forget insulting you. Even if I were to kill you today, what could the Celestial Master Mansion possibly do?"
As his voice fell, Lin Mu made a grasping motion with his hand, unleashing a fierce suction force that pulled Yunxu toward him.
"No!"
Yunxu’s expression changed dramatically. He channeled the last shred of his True Yuan and fled into the distance.
The True Immortal of Thunder Law from the esteemed Celestial Master Mansion... was actually fleeing?
"Trying to run? It won’t be that easy."
Lin Mu shook his head and smiled. As he opened his palm, a terrifying force suddenly burst forth. It was a bolt of lightning even more staggering than before, one that had taken the form of a Thunder Dragon.
The Thunder Dragon roared out, chasing after Yunxu!
A Thunder Dragon descended upon the world, obliterating everything in its path