Xia Yushan didn’t have time to care about Zi Zun as a foot slammed into his chest. He flew backward and flipped several times on the ground before skidding to a stop on his feet. Although he didn’t leak any blood from his lips or anything similar, a dense, spiderweb-like crack filled his chest.
Xi Longtian didn’t continue to press him and instead unleashed several more slices. He only had time to unleash one more slash before Zi Zun’s form flashed away. “As expected of the Law of Lightning. Its instantaneous speed is enviable.”
He turned around and stared at Zi Zun, who had reappeared next to Xia Yushan. The corner of his lips quirked upward. “But you shouldn’t be feeling good now, right?”
Zi Zun gritted his teeth. He could feel a foreign qi inside his body, continuously attacking his electrified body. He had to use more qi to overpower the black qi in his body and destroy them before they destroyed his body. The high usage of qi almost made him want to turn the technique off and change his lightning body back to one of flesh and blood. However, Zi Zun didn’t. He knew that if he allowed the black qi to touch his immortal body, it would injure him even more.
At the epitome of the Thunder Duke’s inheritance, he would be able to merge nine thunders into a divine thunder and use it to shape a new body. Not only would he gain a permanent elemental body that did not require constant qi consumption, unlike the forced transformation he currently had, but he would also enter the Divine Realm.
“Brother Xia, can you delay him for a minute?” Zi Zun asked.
Xia Yushan wanted to answer, but Xi Longtian took action. He did not have the mercy to let his enemies strategize. Still, Xia Yushan gave an imperceptible nod as he strode forth and clashed sword against saber.
Zi Zun flashed away until he was outside the palace. A hint of urgency appeared on his face. Although he trusted Xia Yushan’s defensive capabilities, it did not detract from the huge threat he felt from Xi Longtian. Both he and Xia Yushan had miscalculated Xi Longtian’s power.
Once outside, he flew high into the sky and closed his eyes. Storm clouds gathered at a visible pace. Although the cultivators of the Xi Dynasty noticed him, not even a single one was in the Immortal Realm and could do nothing against him. Even if the Xi Dynasty received a first-rate cultivation method, the amount of talented people who could reach the Immortal Realm was still too low.
When the storm clouds condensed to the peak, lightning struck. It rained down and hit Zi Zun. However, it did not cause him any injuries. Quite the opposite in fact. The lightning transformed into qi and supplemented his dipping reserves and purified his body, expelling the black qi inside.
The nine different lightning inside his body resonated with Zi Zun. Originally, he only transformed his body using one of the nine lightnings, but now, he integrated two more. Two lines of colored lightning appeared all over Zi Zun’s body, and he gritted his teeth as he felt the massive burden. As if in representation of the massive power in his body, a visible lightning field covered his entire body and his hair elongated until it reached his knees.
If he could sustain the previous transformation for hours. Now, he could only last for ten minutes at most.
With renewed confidence, Zi Zun’s figure disappeared with the accompaniment of thunder. The people in the capital crouched and covered their ears as the sound exploded in their ears. Their bodies trembled with fear as they wondered if disaster had come.
When Zi Zun entered the palace again, he saw Xia Yushan blocking Xi Longtian with his sword. However, for every slash he blocked, two more struck his body. Now, cracks filled his figure, turning his pristine white robes ashen gray.
“Brother Xia!” Zi Zun shouted as he attacked.
He appeared next to Xi Longtian in a flash and released a punch. Xi Longtian had noticed him the moment he arrived, and was already moving his saber in a defensive position, but Zi Zun was faster. His fist flew toward Xi Longtian’s chest, unobstructed.
Xi Longtian’s body blurred, and he crashed several meters deep into the walls.
Zi Zun did not press his advantage and quickly checked Xia Yushan, who had knelt down and had to use his sword as a crutch to prevent himself from collapsing. Xia Yushan coughed and glistening silver liquid drops appeared on the ground.
“Brother Xia, you should retreat first.”
“What about you?” Xia Yushan asked. “Xi Longtian’s strength is beyond what we thought. I’m not sure you’re his opponent, even in your current state.”
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