Chapter 521: Every person has talent and potential

Intense energy fluctuations formed around his body, like a whirlwind stirring up an endless storm.

Two martial artists watched in horror, their hearts filled with disbelief and awe.

They knew that once struck by the power of the Dragon-Elephant Blood Wheel and the Slaughter Sword Blood Wheel, even they, these experts, would have no power to resist. Lu Yuan stood at the center of the council hall inside Zixiao Palace, surrounded by many martial artists.

The powerful energy emanating from him made everyone feel oppressed.

Lu Yuan swept his gaze over the crowd, smiling as he said, "Everyone, please hand over your magical weapons and space rings."

His voice was calm and firm, without the slightest hesitation.

Hearing this demand, many martial artists showed looks of confusion.

Handing over their magical weapons and space rings meant weakening their strength, a decision that would be extremely painful for any martial artist.

But faced with Lu Yuan's overwhelming display of power, no one dared to openly resist.

An elder glared at Lu Yuan, gritting his teeth and said, "Lu Yuan!"

"What gives you the right to demand we hand over our magical weapons and space rings?"

"Do you think we're all a bunch of incompetents?"

Lu Yuan gave a slight smile and said calmly, "I do not think you are incompetent."

"On the contrary, I know that every person has talent and potential."

"But given the current situation, we need to act in unison."

The crowd's eyes flickered with thought and anger.

They were unwilling, holding resentment toward Lu Yuan.

But they deeply knew they could not match Lu Yuan.

In their view, Lu Yuan's strength had reached an unparalleled level.

A young martial artist suddenly stepped forward, hesitated a moment, then said, "Take my magical weapon."

He threw the sword in his hand into the air.

Lu Yuan smiled as he caught the sword, thanking him, "Thank you for your cooperation." Lu Yuan stood in the center of the martial training field, with many spectators watching him closely, eager to see what impressive performance he would display.

Lu Yuan clasped his hands together, silently chanting a spell, as a strong spiritual energy emanated from his body.

With his movements, a sheet of fiery red light enveloped the entire martial training field.

The spectators' eyes lit up, surprise and excitement filling every face.

This fiery red light gradually condensed into a huge pattern, brilliant and dazzling like the stars of the nine heavens.

Lu Yuan instantly became mysterious and imposing, his deep eyes flashing with wisdom and power.

The spectators couldn't help but feel shocked; previously they only knew Lu Yuan was an extraordinarily strong martial artist, but they never imagined he mastered such profound and inscrutable formation techniques.

As Lu Yuan changed his hand gesture, the fiery red pattern began to rotate rhythmically.

It was like the shining stars in the heavens, tracing beautiful arcs across the martial training field.

The spectators gaped, completely conquered by the advanced formation Lu Yuan displayed.

They began to doubt Lu Yuan's identity, wondering if he could really just be an ordinary martial artist.

The fiery red pattern continually shifted shape, transforming into lightning-like illusions.

These illusions flitted and swirled across the martial training field, emitting powerful energy fluctuations.

The spectators stood stunned, their eyes full of shock and awe.

They knew how rare it was to reach such a level, yet Lu Yuan had done it.

Just as the crowd was immersed in shock, Lu Yuan suddenly lifted his head and looked toward the spectators.

Although he merely smiled at them, his gaze contained absolute authority and domineering presence.

The entire martial training field fell silent at once, with no one daring to meet Lu Yuan's eyes.

They felt a strong sense of unwillingness rise in their hearts, but faced with Lu Yuan's profound and inscrutable strength, they had to keep their resentment hidden. Thunder cracked and lightning flashed, the sky over the edge of Thunderbolt Valley heavy with dark clouds pressing down like a city.

Bolts of lightning rained down from the heavens, striking the earth, which trembled incessantly.

This once tranquil and peaceful place is now shrouded in a thick killing intent.

In Thunderbolt Valley, members of the Ziyun Clan were subjected to slaughter.

Corpses lay scattered across the ground, blood spattering the surroundings.

Zi Cui Ling gazed upon this scene with a sorrowful face, her heart filled with regret and endless fear.

"What is happening?"

She asked in a low voice, "We clearly haven't provoked anyone."

Members of the Ziyun Clan gripped their weapons angrily and desperately, seeking the killer, but everything showed no clues.

Just who are they? Why would they inflict such a vicious blow upon the Ziyun Clan?

At the same time, Lu Yuan stood suspended in midair at the edge of Thunderbolt Valley, silently observing everything.

He pulled a jade slip from his pocket, gave it a gentle blow, and a warm yellow light shone from within the slip.

Lu Yuan gazed at the jade slip, his expression solemn yet full of determination.

His purpose in coming to Thunderbolt Valley was to refine Spirit Origin Pills.

This pill can greatly enhance a cultivator's strength, making it an extremely precious resource for any sect.

Lu Yuan had already accumulated a large amount of Thunderbolt Essence, its interior filled with the tension of battle.

Although the surroundings are now in chaos, Lu Yuan remains unmoved.

He knows he must complete this task and is willing to put in the hard work required.

For now, he can only temporarily set aside all his distractions and focus on refining the Spirit Origin Pill.

Members of the Ziyun Clan noticed the powerful aura emanating from Lu Yuan, and they all felt an indescribable sense of oppression.

Even in such a perilous moment, the observers dared not act rashly or become agitated without cause.

How could Lu Yuan have such a powerful aura?

One of the disciples of the Ziyun Clan whispered, "Only after fighting him did I realize that there is actually such an expert among us."

Other sect cultivators also turned their gaze to Lu Yuan, and a feeling of shocking awe surged in their hearts.

The power Lu Yuan displayed was completely different from what they had expected, as if he had crossed an unbridgeable chasm. Lu Yuan stared at the Thunder Valley, filled with lightning all around, his heart filled with apprehension and anticipation.

This place was shrouded in a thick killing intent, as if countless unknown dangers lay hidden in the darkness.

He took a deep breath, gripped the Heavenly Gang Thunder Fire Sword, and prepared to face the impending challenge.

As the lightning grew more violent, Lu Yuan sensed that the surrounding space was momentarily becoming distorted.

The ground kept trembling, as if it were about to collapse.

Watching the area where the lightning was focused gradually shrink and move toward Lu Yuan.

The members of the Ziyun Clan retreated a few steps, still trembling with fear, to avoid the impending range of the devastating lightning strike.

They softly chanted an immortal spell, trying to block this powerful and mysterious heavenly disaster with their meager strength.

Lu Yuan silently pondered how to use the Five Elements Escape Technique he had mastered to withstand the successive bolts of lightning striking down. (End of chapter)