kingnovel Chapter 1139 Thunder Pond
Chapter 1139 Thunder Pond
There is nowhere to escape.
Su Xiaoya looked down at the dying purple cub in her arms, then looked up at the source of the destruction.
The breath that had been held in his chest suddenly sank down, sinking to his dantian and down to every part of his body.
Afraid?
of course.
Not willing to give in?
Incomparable.
But if she only cares about herself now, how is she any different from those she despises who try to escape danger?
Dragging her injured leg, which felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, she moved with difficulty until she finally leaned against a rock as big as a small mountain. She held the cub tightly in her arms, using her broken back and body as a shield to face the sky.
Then, she slowly raised her bloodied, mangled right hand, her fingers like swords, and tremblingly touched her forehead.
That is a forbidden technique that burns one's very essence, using one's soul as a catalyst, in a final desperate attempt.
If it fails, the soul will be scattered.
The fingertips hadn't even touched the ground yet.
In his arms, the lightning rune on the forehead of the cub, which had almost gone out, suddenly lit up again, extremely faintly and stubbornly, like a candle flickering in the wind.
At the same time, the destructive lightning bolt in the sky, which resembled a raging dragon, strangely paused for a moment just before it struck down, as if it had been frozen in place.
It was in that very instant!
boom! ! !
The lightning exploded, but it didn't strike vertically. Instead, it seemed to be affected by some invisible interference and suddenly scattered in all directions!
Most of the impact struck the surrounding rocks, causing the ground to shake violently.
Several streaks of electricity still lashed at Su Xiaoya's back. She groaned, her vision went black, and the metallic taste in her throat could no longer be suppressed. She spat out a mouthful of blood, which splattered onto the purple scales of the cub in her arms.
The blood, faintly carrying a very faint golden glow, disappeared beneath the scales in an instant.
The thunderstorm began to weaken without warning.
The overwhelming net of lightning thinned and dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The leaden clouds rolled away, and although the sky remained dim and thunder still roared in the distance, this small patch of land temporarily returned to calm.
escape.
Su Xiaoya slumped against the rock like a deflated balloon, as if all her strength had been drained away, leaving her without the strength to even move a finger.
The cub in her arms seemed to be breathing slightly more clearly.
Su Xiaoya turned her head with difficulty and looked at the lightning rune on the young beast's forehead. Like a startled firefly, it no longer flickered, but maintained an extremely weak and stable halo.
I don't know how much time passed, perhaps just a moment, or perhaps several long hours. A strange buzzing sound, like countless fine electric currents crawling in the air, came from afar, like a swarm of bees dancing in my ear.
Su Xiaoya forced herself to look up.
Beneath the dark, lightning-filled sky, several enormous shadows slid silently in like ghosts—they were adult, gigantic thunder beasts.
Their forms resembled the cubs in my arms, yet they were as majestic as mountains, their bodies crackling with purple lightning, each scale seemingly forged from the purest thunder, their light flowing like twinkling stars in the night sky.
The lead one was exceptionally robust, with a lightning rune on its forehead as bright as a small sun, and its eyes emitted tangible electric sparks as if they could tear through the void.
They hovered not far away, their gazes all falling on Su Xiaoya and the cub in her arms.
In that gaze, there was scrutiny, surprise, and even more so, a heavy sense of sorrow and relief belonging to the tribe, like a mountain pressing down on Su Xiaoya's heart.
The leading behemoth slowly descended and approached, resembling a moving mountain, exuding unparalleled power and pressure.
With each step it takes, the air beneath its feet explodes into tiny sparks like fireworks.
It lowered its massive, mountain-like head before Su Xiaoya, its breath carrying the slightly burnt scent of thunder.
Its gaze shifted between Su Xiaoya's horrific injuries and the cub in its arms, as if it were examining the most precious treasure in the world.
Then, it extended its forepaws, which were as hard as steel—claws crackling with lightning strong enough to tear through fine steel—yet at this moment, they were as gentle as a spring breeze, supporting Su Xiaoya and the cub in her arms.
A gentle yet powerful bolt of lightning cascaded from its claws like a waterfall, enveloping both the man and the beast.
Su Xiaoya felt a gentle, spring-like yet vast power surge into her body, quickly soothing the stinging pain in her meridians and repairing her damaged muscles. A cool, tingling sensation, like a clear spring, washed over the burns on her back.
The cub in her arms let out a barely audible whimper, like the flapping of a mosquito's wings, and relaxed its curled-up posture slightly.
The behemoth emitted a deep, rumbling sound, like thunder rolling across the sky.
The other thunder beasts responded with low growls, their voices less wary and more grateful and earnestly inviting, as if they were telling Su Xiaoya their innermost thoughts.
They lifted Su Xiaoya as if she were a bright pearl, turned around, and flew towards the deeper part of Thunder Planet, towards the mountain range where even lightning seemed to freeze and become an eternally violent backdrop.
After traversing countless waterfalls of lightning and jungles of thunder, you finally arrive at a secluded valley surrounded by a ring of mountains.
In the center of the secluded valley, instead of a pool of water, there is a dazzling pool of lightning that constantly churns and roars!
The pool was not a liquid, but rather lightning energy condensed to its extreme, almost liquid state. Its color changed from incandescent white to azure blue, and then to the noble purple-gold at the deepest part, like a magnificent painting.
A terrifying aura of destruction permeated the air like a plague, yet it also miraculously contained an indescribable vitality.
This is one of the sources of thunder, a sacred place guarded by the Thunder Beast clan for generations—the Thunder Pool.
The Thunder Beasts gently placed her on a flat, purplish-black boulder at the edge of the Thunder Pool, which seemed to be bathed in lightning all year round.
The cub in her arms was carefully taken by another adult thunder beast and led to a spot by the pool to receive meticulous treatment from the clan.
The leading behemoth—which seemed to be a highly respected elder of the tribe—bowed its head to Su Xiaoya once more. The lightning rune on its forehead, like a soft halo, pointed towards Lei Chi and then towards her, carrying an undeniable guiding intent.
Opportunity.
This was the opportunity she had been searching for.
Su Xiaoya sat cross-legged like an old monk in meditation, facing the Thunder Pool, which resembled the roar of an angry dragon.
The thunder in the pool was deafening, like ten thousand horses galloping, casting flickering light and shadow on Su Xiaoya's pretty face.
Su Xiaoya closed her eyes tightly, circulated her inner energy, and began to try to draw upon the lightning power in the pool as if walking on thin ice.
Initially, the lightning force was only in wisps, like silver needles probing acupoints, painful and violent, as if it would tear her body apart.
She carefully guarded her mind, using her meager lightning spiritual root as a guide, absorbing and refining it little by little like a silkworm spinning silk.
The pain gradually surged like a tide, as if every inch of flesh and every meridian was being repeatedly forged, torn, and then healed by tiny lightning bolts.
The veins on her forehead bulged, looking as ferocious as a writhing dragon. She was covered in cold sweat and her body trembled uncontrollably, yet she remained completely silent. Her mental cultivation became increasingly stable and faster.
After an unknown amount of time, she seemed to have established a faint connection with the Thunder Pool. The speed at which she absorbed lightning energy suddenly increased, and the calm lightning at the edge of the pool converged on her like rivers flowing into the sea, forming a small vortex around her.
Just as Su Xiaoya was getting into the swing of things, feeling her understanding of the power of lightning becoming clearer, and the spiritual energy within her body beginning to take on the attribute of lightning, becoming more and more solid and sharp—"Boom!"
A muffled sound, as if from the ancient wilderness, struck directly at the soul, like a grand bell, emanated from the deepest part of the Thunder Pool, from that purplish-gold area.
The entire Thunder Pool froze instantly, as if time itself had stopped flowing.