Chapter 124: The Dark‑Gleaming Horned Scale Spear

Elder Liu.

"Fine, Wu Dong, this time go to the Wind Thunder Sect's ruins, but don't take his life—just give him a severe lesson."

"Understood."

On his way here, Wu Dong had already heard about it; with the same Purple Thunder Hammer Spirit, Brother Zhou's soul power level had reached forty‑nine, yet he could still lose to an academy student?

It's not just the Tian Dou Royal Academy; even the Thunder Academy might not understand Thunder‑attribute weapon martial souls as well as the Heavy Thunder Sect.

"Senior Wu, I'll go with you…"

"No need, I can handle it alone."

I am a core disciple specially cultivated by the sect; the opponent's talent isn't lacking, but he's only a member of the Four Ring Soul Sect.

Wu Dong set out from the Heavy Thunder Sect, heading straight toward the Wind Thunder Sect's ruins.

"After we teach him a lesson, we can also see what makes the Wind Thunder Sect's Leichi special."

The Wind Thunder Sect is a millennium‑old great sect, its foundation far surpasses that of the Heavy Thunder Sect; regarding natural training grounds like Leichi, any Thunder‑attribute Soul Master inevitably feels yearning.

Even a tiny chance of opportunity there would be a tremendous gain.

Lately Zhao Tianhe has been lingering around the Wind Thunder Sect's ruins; the sect has become a wasteland, yet many Soul Masters still pay a Gold Soul Coin to come treasure‑hunting.

As a millennial sect, it indeed holds such allure; even as ruins, Soul Masters arrive here in endless streams.

Even Zhao Tianhe shares the same view, often observing around the ruins.

"The Heavy Thunder Sect sent another disciple? But this time… it's not easy to handle," Zhao Tianhe thought, noticing Wu Dong's arrival; his attire as a core disciple of the Heavy Thunder Sect was very conspicuous.

Earlier, he had seen a core disciple of the Heavy Thunder Sect ascend the mountain; shortly after, a dust‑covered figure descended, and he understood the situation, quickly sending a message back to the academy for the Committee Member to handle.

The older generation cannot intervene; to seek justice, they let peer disciples settle it.

Unexpectedly, this caused core disciples of the Heavy Thunder Sect to come here one after another.

But this time was different; judging from the soul‑power fluctuations emanating from the opponent, he was indeed a genuine Soul King.

What puzzled Zhao Tianhe was what price the Heavy Thunder Sect had paid to let its core disciples repeatedly enter the Leichi.

Or perhaps as long as no more than three disciples ascend the mountain, it's permissible?

…

"Another one?" Tie Li looked up and saw Wu Dong's figure.

The pressure he brought far exceeded that of Zhou Yi.

A Soul King?

Tie Li narrowed his eyes, a suspicion forming in his mind.

Wu Dong felt a slight surprise the moment he saw Tie Li.

He couldn't believe he sensed a dangerous aura on a member of the Four Ring Soul Sect?

"Another disciple from the Heavy Thunder Sect?"

"Bullying my junior brother, I, as his senior, naturally must seek justice."

As the words fell, five Soul Rings floated beneath Wu Dong.

Two yellow and three purple; the Fifth Soul Ring's hue was profoundly deep, faintly marked with several black lines.

The Dark‑Gleaming Horned Scale Spear, nine feet long, its shaft white, scales‑like patterns encircling the body, its tip sharp as a lone horn of a drake.

Tie Li instantly summoned his martial soul and Soul Rings to counter the pressure the opponent released.

Two yellow and two purple; the emergence of the Fourth Soul Ring made Wu Dong's gaze harden—his Fifth Soul Ring stemmed from a soul beast over nine thousand years old, making him extremely sensitive to Thousand‑Year Soul Rings.

His Fourth Soul Ring is over seven thousand years old! Wu Dong thought to himself.

No wonder he could surpass Brother Zhou, and his Purple Thunder Hammer… is even stronger!

When Tie Li summoned his martial soul, the First and Third Soul Rings lit up; facing a Soul King, he dared not be careless.

He is still a core disciple specially cultivated by the Heavy Thunder Sect, not an ordinary Five Ring Soul King of the outside world.

First Soul Technique: Thunder Hammer!

Third Soul Technique: Thousand‑Weight Transformation!

The Lightning Armor covering his whole body emitted a snarling thunder sound; strength, defense, and Thunder and Lightning attributes were all amplified, greatly enhancing resistance to abnormal states.

A Purple Thunder Hammer weighing up to a thousand jin swung by Tie Li slammed toward Wu Dong.

Wu Dong's Third Soul Ring lit up; the spear's scale patterns seemed to revive, like a drake coiling around the shaft.

"Ding‑ci"

The clash of hammer and spear, deep‑dark thunder and blue lightning colliding.

Hm?

Wu Dong startled; his own lightning was being corroded by the opponent's Black Thunder, surging toward him at a startling speed.

"Wong"

His right arm gripping the spear jolted suddenly, fiercer lightning erupted, swiftly extinguishing the Black Thunder.

When facing a Soul Master whose Soul Power Level exceeds one's own, lightning's invasive effect is poor.

If one could absorb a few more drops of Yinlei Magic Dragon's essence, or raise the Soul Power Level to boost the corrosive trait, they'd have the capital for a higher‑level challenge.

Tie Li timed Wu Dong's lightning‑extinguishing move, his right leg flashing suddenly.

Wu Dong caught a flash at the corner of his eye, greatly shocked; trying to retaliate was already too late.

His left arm surrounded by electric light, shielding the vulnerable spot on his chest.

"Bang bang bang"

Three consecutive steps, especially the final strike's force, even wounded this Soul King.

He thought Tie Li's lower‑body attack had ended; the left leg, originally the point of reception, transformed the combined resistance of the three blows into offensive power, pouring out.

This strike reached the level of a Thousand‑Year Soul Technique!

Bang

Wu Dong's whole body was thrown backward, and a faint streak of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He was injured, but that also angered him.

As a core disciple of the Heavy Thunder Sect, his Soul Power Level had reached fifty‑four, yet he was injured by a Four Ring Soul Ancestor.

"You successfully angered me."

Fourth soul skill, Heaven‑bright Flash Thunder Strike!

The Fourth Soul Ring lit up, and amid the clash of intense Lightning Light, a golden bolt of lightning surged forth.

With the point of impact, the speed was so fast that the naked eye could hardly capture his exact position.

The Purple Thunder Hammer lagged a step and failed to block the spear tip.

The Lightning Armor covering his whole body instantly sprouted spider‑web‑like cracks; although Tie Li shifted his body as much as possible, he still couldn't keep up with the spear tip's speed.

Pfft.

Wu Dong's body pierced through, the Lightning Armor shattered instantly, and a two‑inch wound was cut open in his abdomen; the golden Lightning Light seared the wound, preventing it from healing.

A deep, almost black Lightning Light surged out, instantly dispelling the golden Lightning Light.

He released the Fourth soul skill, but it did not achieve the effect Wu Dong had envisioned; it only gave Tie Li a minor injury and caused no significant impact.

Although the First Soul Ring came from a four‑hundred‑year‑old Thunder Python, the Third soul skill provided defensive amplification, and the previously absorbed eight‑thousand‑year‑old Lightning Crystal Armor Beast greatly reinforced the Lightning Armor's defense, allowing it to block a Five Ring Soul King's full‑power strike for several breaths—a possibility, not an impossibility.

"You are strong; among the Soul Ancestors I've seen, you can rank within the top three, but you could never be my opponent," Wu Dong said.

(End of chapter)