Chapter 127

Boom—

The long-handled iron hammer fell like a meteor from the heavens, its speed astonishing—first heard as if still in the ninth heaven, then seen already looming overhead.

Its entire body wreathed in blue flame-light, and only upon closer approach did one realize it was crackling blue electric arcs leaping and jumping.

"That one has finally made a move!"

On a distant rooftop, Songyang Prefecture Master Shao Hanshang and Zhenwu Hall Chief Helmsman Chen Jin'an stood shoulder to shoulder.

The two watched the long-handled heavy hammer descend from the sky, their hearts pounding.

Refining Organs Realm—this is the Refining Organs Realm.

Other masters of the prefecture city's clans were also startled by this hammer falling from the sky, leaping onto rooftops to investigate.

Boom!

The iron hammer struck like a meteorite hitting the earth, precisely smashing toward Qin Shuo's position.

Qin Shuo's body flashed with silver light, and in an instant he shifted sideways ten or more meters, easily evading this heavenly strike.

Thud!

Like a meteor striking the earth, or a massive stone plunging into a calm lake.

The long-handled heavy hammer fell into the Song family courtyard, the ground splitting open, blue stone and mud surging upward like furious waves.

Violent air waves exploded in rings, and within a ten-zhang radius centered on the hammer, all buildings were flattened, earth and stone flying, smoke and dust rising to the heavens.

Brutal, vicious, overbearing!

With just one blow, the newcomer's formidable strength was undeniably displayed.

The core figures of the prefecture city's major clans were horrified, staring up at the high heavens with faces full of shock.

There, a blue stream of light was swooping downward toward the ground.

Cry!

A lofty, clear eagle cry echoed through the skies above Songyang Prefecture.

In everyone's sight, a huge ice-blue falcon descended from the heavens.

As its wings beat, fierce winds howled, air currents surged like tides, as if a gale were sweeping down from the heavens.

A stalwart figure stood upon the falcon's back, arms crossed over the chest, emanating a mountain-like, 沉凝 aura that left the prefecture city's masters feeling chest-tight and breathless.

"Refining Organs Realm!"

Someone cried out, awed by the newcomer's overwhelming presence, eyes full of shock.

Songyang Prefecture City lies in a remote location; ordinarily, even Condensing Truth Realm masters are rare, let alone more powerful Refining Organs experts.

"Master, save me!"

Inside the Song Mansion, Fang Yongping, like a drowning man seeing a lifeline, his eyes blazing with astonishing light, shouted upward at the Wind Thunder Falcon.

Yet the man on the Wind Thunder Falcon gave him no reply, when Qin Shuo's demonic, icy voice already sounded in his ears.

"I said—today, even if a god came, they could not save you!"

Boom!

The bowstring twanged, like thunder exploding!

The Mysterious Iron Heavy Arrow wrapped in silver-white moonblade resembled a raging silver dragon of wind, flashing across the sky—before Fang Yongping could react, its icy point had already pierced his brow.

Thud!

Like a watermelon smashed by a hammer, Fang Yongping's skull exploded completely, yellow and white matter spraying everywhere, filling the courtyard.

Thus, the Tongmai experts of the Fang and Song families were all slain, none left.

"Bold—daring to kill in my presence!"

The great bird swept across the heavens, the man upon it roaring like thunder.

In the surge of sound waves, everyone saw a tall, sturdy figure descend from sky to earth, clothes and long hair flying wildly, still in midair already raising arms and swinging them, from a height of a hundred meters, one palm slammed down.

"Let me see just how capable you are, daring to act so arrogantly!"

Boom—

Air like a raging tide, gang wind like the sea, yet all moved with the palm print of that tall, sturdy man—near-substantial surging gangqi in the air issuing endless thunder.

In a daze, blue electric light seemed to intertwine in his palm, forming rolling heavenly thunder that crashed down.

"Five Thunders Transformation Hand!"

In the distance, Zhenwu Hall Chief Helmsman Chen Jin'an's pupils shrank sharply, he stared fixedly at the descending tall figure, his face full of apprehension.

Five Thunders Transformation Hand, one of Wind Thunder Valley's four supreme supreme arts, rigid and fierce, capable of destroying all tangible substance.

It is said that when cultivated to the utmost, the palm can condense heavenly thunder—not like a divine ability, but surpassing it, the strongest martial art of Wind Thunder Valley.

"No wonder he is the Thunder God Master—his strike is a killing blow, never underestimating any opponent."

Shao Hanshang's eyes blazed with strange light, his face full of longing and reverence.

As a disciple of Wind Thunder Valley, who does not yearn for this supreme supreme art? Shao Hanshang is naturally no exception.

Only regrettable, Five Thunders Transformation Hand, though powerful, is not cultivable by just anyone.

To train in this martial art, one must first achieve the Thunder God Body, guiding heavenly thunder to temper the body.

Just this step alone has blocked countless Wind Thunder Valley disciples wishing to master this supreme art, Shao Hanshang being one of them.

Tempering the body with heavenly thunder—move carelessly, and both body and soul are destroyed.

Each year, countless disciples die or are injured from cultivating this method.

Therefore, Wind Thunder Valley strictly forbids: those not yet in the Refining Organs Realm may not cultivate this supreme art.

Even though Shao Hanshang has been in the sect for many years, this is the first time he has seen someone fully display this supreme supreme art.

Inside the Song Mansion, Qin Shuo's pupils suddenly contracted, his body hair standing on end, he felt an unprecedented great terror and great crisis.

The newcomer's overwhelming momentum and oppressive pressure surpassed even that of the Xiaoyue Yaowang of that day by tenfold.

Without any hesitation, he directly used the Longxiang Divine Ability against the enemy.

Boom!

Brilliant golden light erupted explosively from within him, like a golden great sun rising and then bursting apart.

"Ah..."

Nearby, some people cried out, their eyes stung by the sudden burst of golden light from Qin Shuo, tears of pain streaming down.

After using the divine ability, Qin Shuo's entire body seemed cast in molten gold, fierce golden light radiating from within outward, like a blazing sun, making people dare not look directly.

Roar!

As if an angry heavenly dragon roared, the Primordial Savage Elephant let out a long cry.

The golden light on Qin Shuo's body flowed like a great river, forming a golden dragon and a savage elephant, converging toward his fist imprint.

This is the external manifestation of the Longxiang Divine Intent.

As his soul power strengthened, the Longxiang Divine Intent also became more real and refined,

Longxiang vying, roaring and playing.

Finally, atop Qin Shuo's fist edge, it condensed into a great golden yang sun, which he unleashed with fierce force.

At the same time, Yue Shan descended from the heavens with invincible momentum, crashing down in a killing blow.

The Thunder Strike Gang Qi in his palm crackled and exploded, as if he gripped a terrifying thunder pool; even from afar, it made the Pulse Masters of Songyang Prefecture City tremble with fear, sensing the aura of destruction.

Boom!

Fist and palm collided!

As if the golden yang sun exploded, the thunder pool burst open.

Even the long streets several li away seemed to emit a rumbling sound, making the already startled populace, frightened by the giant bird soaring through the sky, grow increasingly panicked in their hearts.

Terrifying air currents swept in all directions, destroying everything with ease, leveling half of the Song Mansion to flat ground.

Like a mushroom cloud, smoke and dust surged and intertwined, enveloping the entire Song Mansion, obscuring the view within.

"Is it over?"

Shao Hanshang murmured, his gaze fixed on the smoke-and-dust-covered area, unblinking.

"Refining Organs kills Pulse Masters; even if that brat has divine abilities protecting him, he could never possibly survive. The might of the Thunder God truly lives up to its reputation."

Chen Jin'an, standing shoulder to shoulder with Shao Hanshang, had deep and gloomy eyes; his apprehension toward the Ninth True Inheritor of Wind Thunder Valley had reached its peak.

Five Thunders Transformation Hand—its power is actually this terrifying; no wonder it's acclaimed as the Wind Thunder Valley's foremost secret art.

"Too strong!"

The masters of the great clans of Songyang Prefecture City had dry mouths and tongues, staring at the smoke-and-dust-filled area, their eyes filled only with panic and shock.

The thick smoke and dust gradually dispersed, revealing a tall and vigorous figure.

"Indeed, only the Thunder God himself remains?"

Chen Jin'an's eyelid twitched.

Legend says that when the Five Thunders Transformation Hand is cultivated to a profound level, it can destroy all divine weapons and sharp blades, reducing all tangible substances to ashes.

Now it appears, the words are not exaggerated.

Even the youth who had mastered Buddhist Supernatural Power was, under Yue Shan's single palm, left with no bones or remains.

The smoke and dust completely cleared, revealing the tall and vigorous figure no longer as a mere outline but clearly emerging; the scene within the Song Mansion was finally visible to all.

At this moment, everyone was stunned!

"What?"

Shao Hanshang's pupils contracted sharply, "He actually didn't die!"

"Heavens, who is that youth, able to block such a terrifying strike?"

The masters of the several great clans of Songyang Prefecture City were all shocked, their eyes fixed tightly on the youth whose body was cracked yet still stood firm.

Crimson blood flowed from the cracks, like the blood seeping from a Vajra Buddha statue in a temple, making him appear even more ferocious and terrifying.

Qin Shuo's Longxiang Golden Body...

... was broken open by Yue Shan's Five Thunders Transformation Hand!

But that was all!

The next second, the bleeding cracks shimmered with silver light, wriggling and gradually healing, restoring to their original state in the blink of an eye.

"What?"

Shao Hanshang and Chen Jin'an were shocked again, simply unable to believe their own eyes.

Such severe injuries, healed this quickly?

Is this the might of divine abilities?

Indeed, terrifying to this extent!