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Thunder rumbled!
The Thunderous Roar of Frenzy echoed from Fang Chen's body, and a dazzling Azure Purple Light began to spread from the center of his forehead. In an instant, it enveloped every corner of his body. When that Azure Purple Light penetrated his flesh, the pain that Fang Chen had just begun to acclimate to suddenly intensified.
Every piece of flesh in his body felt as if it were being torn apart. The inhuman pain contorted Fang Chen's face, and his body trembled violently, with droplets of blood seeping from his pores.
This pool of Thunder Liquid, born from countless years of accumulation in the Thunder Pool, displayed its overwhelming power, causing Fang Chen, who thought he could finally calm down, to fall back into a crisis.
However, this scene was clearly not what Fang Chen wanted to see. What he needed was to refine the Thunder Liquid and temper himself, not to be torn apart by the Frenzy power contained within it. If that happened, it would be a devastating blow for him. The rampant Thunder Power could lead him directly to the brink of falling.
That would truly be a Supreme Creation turned into a disaster.
"Once it's in my body, whether it's Thunder Liquid or thunder itself, it has to behave!" Fang Chen gritted his teeth, his mind tense as the Qi Energy within him began to circulate rapidly. Even the flow of his blood accelerated. Threads of Power of Creation spread out swiftly.
He knew that this moment was far more dangerous than before. He absolutely could not retreat at all. No matter how domineering the Thunder Liquid formed from countless years of thunder might be, he would not allow it to burn away all the blood within him.
The Blue-Purple light seeped through his flesh, rendering it dazzlingly bright. However, under Fang Chen's control, the Power of Creation within him surged wildly, enveloping that Blue-Purple light and continuously suppressing it.
A tug-of-war unfolded between the two within his flesh and bones. Each clash caused his flesh to writhe and his bones to tremble violently, sending piercing pain throughout him that nearly made Fang Chen scream out loud. The pain was undoubtedly like cutting flesh and breaking bones—intolerable. But at this moment, he had no way out.
He needed to grow stronger; this was his Supreme Creation—how could he give up?
If one were to observe Fang Chen's body from the outside at this moment, they would see him radiating blue-purple and white colors. The two hues constantly clashed as if trying to erode each other. Under the illumination of these two lights, Fang Chen's contorted face appeared particularly ferocious.
As time gradually passed and this tug-of-war continued for a while longer, the Azure Purple Light finally began to wane.
"Huh..." Feeling the soul-rending pain within him slowly recede like a tide, Fang Chen let out a long breath, and his twisted face finally returned to normal.
However, he soon clenched his teeth fiercely, eyes filled with determination.
"Continue!" The words seemed to spill from between his teeth as they resonated in the air above the Thunder Pool.
"This madman!"
At the edge of the Thunder Pool, Zuo Zongshou had collected all the Thunder Crystals in the passage and returned. Having witnessed Fang Chen's previous crisis, he couldn't help but twitch at the corners of his eyes, feeling a chill in his heart.
At this moment, Fang Chen's fierce expression was not directed at anyone else but at himself!
He was ruthless to himself!
The intense pain in his mind had not completely faded. After taking a deep breath at the bottom of the Thunder Pool, a powerful suction force suddenly emanated from within him.
Buzzing...
The Thunder Pool, which had just calmed down, suddenly stirred again. The Thunder Liquid surged, forming a vortex above Fang Chen's head. The frenzied Thunder Liquid continuously poured into Fang Chen's body like a funnel. The intense pain that had just begun to recede engulfed him once more. He could only tightly hold onto his consciousness, preventing it from being shattered by the agony.
Thus, in the following time, Fang Chen began to experience that exquisite feeling of being better off dead. In his perception, the flesh and blood inside his body seemed to be sliced into countless pieces in that back-and-forth struggle. It felt as if sharp blades were cutting through him again and again. Moreover, it wasn't just his flesh; every bone in his body felt as if it were being crushed and then reshaped repeatedly, an exceptionally sour sensation.
Fang Chen ultimately did not know how long this tug-of-war lasted; he only knew that later he lost all perception, holding onto a thread of obsession to keep his consciousness from being completely obliterated.
However, while Fang Chen was in that hazy state of consciousness, he was unaware that within his body, as his flesh and bones were continuously cut and broken before being reshaped, strands of blue-purple blood began to appear. These strands spread throughout every inch of flesh and every segment of bone, slowly writhing as if they wanted to thoroughly seep into them, emanating an extremely resilient aura.
Meanwhile, on the surface of Fang Chen's skin, azure purple light surged, faintly resonating with the sound of thunder rumbling from within.
This Thunder Pool, which had taken countless years to form from the convergence of numerous thunders, saw its blue water level continuously dropping. The originally brilliant blue light had become much fainter at this moment, clearly due to Fang Chen's massive absorption of the Thunder Liquid contained within.
Zuo Zongshou stood outside the Thunder Pool, gazing at it. As the water level continued to decrease, Fang Chen's figure sitting at the bottom of the pool became vaguely visible.
However, judging by this appearance, it seemed that Fang Chen's cultivation had not yet concluded.
"How is this possible?" At the edge of the Thunder Pool, as time passed, Zuo Zongshou's face grew increasingly shocked. He looked at the figure sitting at the bottom of the pool and couldn't help but murmur to himself: "The entire Thunder Pool's Thunder Liquid isn't enough for him to cultivate? What on earth is he cultivating?!"
How much Thunder Liquid is contained in this one-zhang-sized Thunder Pool? The power of these Thunder Liquids is immense, as evidenced by the phenomena revealed during Fang Chen's cultivation, which made Zuo Zongshou acutely aware of their significance. Even a martial artist at the Primordial Embryo Realm might not require this much for body refinement. Yet now, this Thunder Pool is still insufficient for Fang Chen's cultivation. This left Zuo Zongshou both shocked and perplexed.
"Throw the Thunder Crystals into the Thunder Pool, quickly!"
At that moment, Zuo Zongshou heard Fang Chen's slightly urgent voice echoing in his mind.
His body jolted, and without much hesitation, he flicked his sleeve, causing a large number of Thunder Crystals to be thrown into the nearly depleted Thunder Pool.
As a massive amount of Thunder Crystals entered the Thunder Pool, a dazzling Azure Purple Light surged upward once more. The previously depleted Thunder Liquid began to gush forth again, slowly engulfing Fang Chen's body.
Watching this scene, Zuo Zongshou's eyes twitched slightly. Although these Thunder Crystals were not all he had collected, they represented a significant portion of his earlier haul. It was impossible not to feel a pang of regret.
While Zuo Zongshou was still feeling the sting of loss, he was unaware that within Fang Chen, an unforeseen Mutation had already begun to manifest.
The milky white Power of Creation had gained considerable dominance over time during its tug-of-war within Fang Chen's body. This advantage gradually became overwhelmingly apparent. When the Thunder Liquid surged into Fang Chen's body, it was swiftly enveloped before it could unleash its Frenzy aspect; instead, it broke down into strands of pure thunder energy that nourished his flesh and bones.
If it were merely about nourishment and refinement, Fang Chen's cultivation would have been completely finished even before the Thunder Crystals were added. However, what truly astonished him was that after his flesh and bones—and indeed his entire being—had been refined by the pure Thunder Liquid, when he originally intended to conclude his cultivation, the Power of Creation within him began to uncontrollably absorb the remaining Thunder Liquid from the Thunder Pool.
This absorption left Fang Chen greatly shaken. What did he discover?
His Power of Creation was merging with the Thunder Power within the Thunder Liquid in an almost devouring manner. The originally milky white Power of Creation gradually took on a hint of blue light as it continuously fused with the Thunder Liquid.
Devour? Thunder Power?
Fang Chen was stunned; however, after this shock, a sudden insight flashed through his mind.
"Dao produces one; one produces two; two produce three; three produce all things... What is Supreme Creation? Supreme Creation encompasses heaven and earth, embraces all things, evolves the cosmos endlessly... This is the true essence of Supreme Creation!"
Suddenly, it was as if he had achieved enlightenment, murmuring to himself in realization.
Devour is also a form of inclusiveness, using the Power of Creation to command all things in the world!
In comparison, the Life and Death Qi that Fang Chen previously comprehended, derived from the Power of Creation, was evidently much shallower.
“Devour, encompassing all things... let’s start with this Thunder Power.” Fang Chen murmured. At this moment, he decided not to suppress his body's instinctive absorption of the Thunder Liquid's Power of Creation. Instead, with a thought, he accelerated this absorption process. He wanted to see what astonishing changes would occur within his Power of Creation after absorbing these Thunder Liquid. Furthermore, Fang Chen vaguely sensed that from this moment on, he had embarked on a martial path distinctly different from ordinary people.
With the Power of Creation, embracing the power of all things in the world!
As the Devour of the Power of Creation within him continued, the Thunder Liquid in the Thunder Pool rapidly decreased again. Time passed, and when Zuo Zongshou endured the pain for the second time and threw a Thunder Crystal into the Thunder Pool, this Devour gradually slowed down.
“Creation Mastery of Thunder.”
The murmured voice floated above the Thunder Pool, and at that moment, the figure sitting cross-legged at the bottom of the pool suddenly opened its eyes. A brilliant Azure Purple Light flashed from Fang Chen's eyes.
Boom!
In the tranquil cave, a thunderous sound suddenly erupted, accompanied by flashes of lightning.
With a thought, thunder roared!
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