Shenwu Yutianlei

Chapter 330 Heavenly Tribulation Thunder

Shen Yun turned a deaf ear to him and changed his sword moves again. The ten spirit swords suddenly merged into one, transforming into a brilliant stream of light that pierced the hole in the corpse's chest.

&34;Puff!&34;

The Jinghong Sword pierced the hole accurately, and the runes on the sword instantly lit up. The corpse let out a roar that was not like a human voice, and its movements were obviously slowed down.

"Huh?" Wuxiang Demon Lord looked surprised, "You actually discovered the weakness of the corpse puppet?"

Shen Yun sneered: "This corpse puppet relies entirely on the Yin-Gathering Talisman on its chest to maintain its movement. As long as the talisman is destroyed..."

"Smart!" Wuxiang Demon Lord interrupted grimly, "Unfortunately, you are still too naive!"

Before he finished speaking, the corpse suddenly opened its mouth and a stream of inky black corpse gas gushed out. Shen Yun hurriedly recalled the Jinghong Sword to block it, but was still contaminated by some of the corpse gas. His right arm suddenly felt a piercing pain, and his skin began to blacken at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Hahaha! How does it feel to be corroded by corpse poison?" Wuxiang Demon Lord laughed triumphantly, "In at most an incense stick of time, you will turn into a pool of pus and blood!"

Shen Yun frowned, the corpse poison on his right arm moved under the skin like a living thing, and the flesh and blood quickly decayed and turned black wherever it passed. He endured the severe pain, and with his left hand, he quickly tapped the three major acupoints on his right arm, Jianjing, Quchi, and Hegu. Three spiritual powers penetrated the acupoints like silver needles, abruptly blocking the path for the corpse poison to continue spreading.

"How long can a mere acupuncture point sealing method last?" Wuxiang Demon Lord smiled sinisterly, twisting the blood-colored rosary with his skinny fingers, "This corpse poison is made by me collecting the Nine Nether Yin Evil. Even if a Jindan cultivator is infected, he will lose a layer of skin!"

Shen Yun turned a deaf ear and closed his eyes to concentrate. Deep in his dantian, the long-dormant lightning seed suddenly trembled slightly. The purple-gold lightning patterns on the surface of the seed lit up one by one, making a subtle "crackling" sound. He activated the "Thunder God Technique", and the spiritual power in his body suddenly turned into lightning snakes, rushing up along the meridians.

&34;Sizzle, sizzle—&34;

A dazzling lightning suddenly burst out from his right arm. The dark corpse poison churned violently under the power of thunder, like poisonous insects burned by fire. Burnt and smelly black smoke rose up, and the corrupted flesh and blood turned red again at a speed visible to the naked eye. The most amazing thing was that in the wounds eroded by the corpse poison, there were tiny lightning patterns looming on the new skin.

The fingers of Wuxiang Demon Lord that were twisting the rosary suddenly froze, and his cloudy eyes stared at the lightning flashing on Shen Yun's right arm: "Is this... a heavenly tribulation lightning seed?!" His voice suddenly rose, trembling with disbelief, "How could a mere foundation-building cultivator refine such a rare treasure of heaven and earth?!"

"Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Seed" Shen Yun whispered, "So this lightning seed is called Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Seed"

Shen Yun slowly raised his right arm, opened and clenched his five fingers. Purple-gold lightning flowed between his fingers, making a frightening "crackling" sound: "Old devil, you didn't expect it, did you?" He sneered, "This lightning seed is prepared for evil spirits like you."

"Hahaha!" Wuxiang Demon Lord suddenly laughed wildly, but his laughter was a bit crazy, "Good! Very good! After I take away your body, this thunder seed will be mine!" He suddenly broke the rosary around his neck, and nine blood beads floated in the air, "Let me show you what the real magic method is!"

The blood beads suddenly burst, turning into nine blood arrows that shot into the corpse puppet's body. The golden elixir corpse suddenly twitched violently, and its bones made a teeth-grinding "crackling" sound.

What's even more terrifying is that a dark heart slowly grew out of the hollow in its chest, and every time it beat, it spewed out thick black mist.

With every beat of the dark heart, the entire stone chamber trembled. The shrunken body of the corpse puppet swelled up as if it were blown up, and dense magic patterns emerged under its rotten flesh. It raised its head and let out a scream that was not like a human voice. The sound waves actually shook the surrounding stone walls into spider-web-like cracks!

Shen Yun's pupils shrank suddenly, and the Jinghong Sword in his hand made a warning humming sound. He could clearly feel that the aura of this corpse puppet was rising at an alarming speed - the early stage of half-step golden elixir... the middle stage of half-step golden elixir... and finally it was faintly touching the threshold of half-step golden elixir perfection!

"Little beast, are you scared now?" Wu Xiang Mo Jun laughed wildly, and his illusory figure faded a little. Obviously, performing such a secret technique would consume a lot of his remaining soul.

&34;Roar—&34;

The corpse puppet's roar was like the wailing of a nine-hell evil ghost, and the sound waves, along with the foul-smelling black mist, exploded in the stone chamber. The surrounding stone walls trembled, and fine stone chips fell like rain. Its surging claws were wrapped in sticky demonic energy, and each nail was glowing with a dark blue poisonous light. With a piercing sound of breaking through the air, it reached towards Shen Yun's heart!

Shen Yun tapped his toes lightly, but his body did not move at all. The Jinghong Sword hovered in front of him, and the sword body trembled violently and emitted a clear dragon roar. He formed the "Thunder Fire Sword Seal" with both hands, and purple-gold lightning flowed between his ten fingers. The "Thunder God Art" in his body was running to the extreme. The spiritual power in the dantian rushed out along the meridians like a flood that broke through the dam, and condensed into a substantial lightning on the sword body.

&34;Blue lotus as bones, thunder as blade—&34;

The Jinghong Sword suddenly burst into a dazzling light, and as the sword shadows split, ten identical spirit swords were arranged in the air into a perfect blue lotus formation. Each sword was wrapped with a living purple-gold lightning snake, and the lightning outlined a mysterious Taoist pattern on the blade. At the center of the lotus, a fist-sized lightning ball was spinning rapidly, and the destructive aura contained in it solidified the air in the entire stone chamber.

"Kill!"

Ten sword lights of lightning and fire shot out in response, drawing gorgeous trajectories in the air. The corpse puppet waved its claws like the wind, and the dark demonic energy formed six ghost-faced shields in front of it. With the sound of "bang bang bang", the first six sword shadows and shields died together, and the exploding lightning and fire burned the surrounding stone walls with charred marks.

But the remaining four swords had already broken through the defense and accurately hit the joints of the corpse puppet's limbs. The moment the lightning and fire exploded, the corpse puppet's movements were obviously stagnant, and wisps of black smoke came out of its joints. What was even more terrifying was that those lightning snakes actually moved along its bones, making a "sizzling" burning sound wherever they passed.

"It's useless!" Wuxiang Demon Lord laughed hysterically, "This demon skeleton has been tempered by Yin Sha for thousands of years. Even if it is a thunderbolt...what?!"

His wild laughter came to an abrupt end. The four lightning and fire sword lights that hit the corpse puppet suddenly twisted and deformed, moving on the corpse puppet's body like a living thing. In the blink of an eye, a huge lightning vortex formed on the corpse puppet's chest, and the center of the vortex was the beating black devil heart!

"Green Lotus Sword Technique, broken!"

Shen Yun pointed his sword, and the Jinghong Sword turned into a stream of purple-gold light, piercing into the center of the vortex at lightning speed. The moment the tip of the sword touched the devil's heart, time seemed to stand still for a moment.

&34;BOOM——!!!&34;

Amidst the deafening explosion, dazzling lightning burst out from the demon heart. The dark heart was like broken porcelain, and spider-web-like cracks instantly covered its surface. Pure purple-gold lightning shone through the cracks, burning away the surging demonic energy around it.

"Ah..." The corpse puppet let out a final wail of unwillingness, its claws raised high and frozen in midair. As the devil's heart completely turned into ashes, its huge body fell backwards like a puppet with its strings cut. With a dull "bang", its iron-hard body smashed a large hole in the ground, stirring up dust all over the sky.

The stone chamber suddenly fell into a deathly silence, with only the subtle humming of the Jinghong Sword echoing in the air. The lightning flashing on the sword gradually faded away, and finally returned to its sheath with a "clang" sound.