Chapter 510: The Foundations of the Thunder Clan

However, at the moment when Da Yu Lao and his companions were about to engage in close combat with Lei Wanjie and the others—

Boom! Boom! Boom!

From the innermost, most profound forbidden zone of the Thunder Clan Ancestral Land.

Three ancient, massive, terrifying auras that seemed to have slumbered for eons, like a dormant primordial thunder beast, thunderously awoke and surged skyward!

Each of these three auras summons countless thunder to worship, causing the thunder laws of the Yong Heng Tian to resonate and tremble!

Its intensity, astonishingly, all reached the Supreme Realm!

Three vague figures shrouded by endless thunder and the dust of ages.

Stepping out a single step from the depths of the forbidden zone.

Manifesting in the sky above the Thunder Clan Ancestral Land.

On the left, a hunched figure clad in a plain thunder‑patterned Dao robe, with a gaunt face, sunken eye sockets, as if a desiccated corpse.

Yet between the opening and closing of those eyes, apocalyptic thunder light bursts forth, an ominous and eerie aura—one of the Thunder Clan's oldest foundations… the Mystic Ancestor!

At the center, a figure enveloped in a deep, nether‑like black thunder light, its shape indistinct as if between illusion and reality, exuding a terrifying thunder intent that devours light and extinguishes life—one of the Thunder Clan's legendary Guardians… Lei Youming!

On the right, a figure as majestic as a mountain, surrounded by heavy, prison‑like, epoch‑suppressing violet‑black thunder, like a deity of thunder law governing heaven and earth's punishments—another Guardian… Lei Zhenyu!

The Mystic Ancestor, the two great Guardians, the Thunder Clan's three Supreme foundations—all appear simultaneously!

"Hmph! My Thunder Clan is not a place where you can just come because you say so, or kill because you say so!"

The voice of the Thunder Clan Mystic Ancestor was hoarse and parched, like two pieces of rusted iron grinding, yet it carried an undeniable ancient authority.

There was no superfluous chatter; the battle instantly escalated to the Supreme level!

Ye Clan Heavenly Ancestor chuckled loudly; the hunched figure suddenly straightened, a battle will that presses down on ten thousand ages and dominates heaven and earth burst forth thunderously, and he directly confronted the oldest, most ominous aura, the Thunder Clan Mystic Ancestor: "Old coffin husk, you've been hidden for so long, let this old man give you a lesson!"

The Ice Sword Immortal's eyes were cold, his sword intent surged to the heavens, a river of sword Dao that froze the myriad realms appeared beneath his feet, directly confronting the eerie Lei Youming: "The hidden‑head, revealed‑tail eerie thunder, now see my sword, can it cut through your ghostly veil!"

Da Yu Lao, brimming with battle intent, roared wildly; crimson golden divine flames enveloped him, forming a blazing battle armor, and he swung fiery giant fists, striking at the majestic, prison‑like Lei Zhenyu: "Come on! Let me see if your prison thunder can hold back my blazing fire!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Three Supreme‑level peerless battlefields instantly unfolded in the sky above the Thunder Clan Ancestral Land!

Law against law, Tiandao colliding, the aftershocks reverberated through the nine heavens, tearing the firmament open with terrifying fissures, countless star phantoms flickering within the ripples!

This is a truly terrifying battle capable of destroying countless millennia‑spanning great realms!

Below, Seven Universe Elder, Heavenly Sword Master, Ye Jinghong and others also clashed fiercely with Lei Wanjie, Lei Riyuan and other high‑level Thunder Clan Dao Realm figures, as well as Thunder Clan Supreme Elders and hidden masters who had rushed in from everywhere!

Divine light streaked across, thunder techniques roared, sword qi surged to the heavens; each strike shattered star rivers, fracturing the void, leaving the Thunder Clan Ancestral Land in utter ruin!

Ye Jinghong, as the Ye Clan clan leader, possessed unfathomable strength; he directly confronted the contemporary Thunder Clan clan leader Lei Wanjie. Both being the overt highest leaders of their respective peoples, the enemies met with burning hatred, instantly merging into a chaotic battle that darkened the heavens and earth!

The younger generation's fight was handed without doubt to Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen.

Ye Wuque, in a deep voice, said to the murderous, sword‑filled Feng Caichen beside him: "Old Feng, your chance for vengeance is today."

Feng Caichen nodded heavily, his clear eyes now turned into an icy pool of murderous intent.

He said nothing, merely pointing his fingers like a sword, gently sweeping toward the area below where countless terrified, fleeing or formation‑resisting young Thunder Clan disciples and mid‑low tier elders were gathered.

"Sword swings in all directions!"

A blade of light, clear as autumn water yet blazing with the power to sever all causality and life, like the first ray of Open Heaven and Split Earth, instantly swept across!

Chhh—!

Where the sword light passed, whether the Thunder Clan's proud thunder battle formation, the elite disciples' summoned true‑nature thunder treasures, or the protective thunder shields they activated, all were sliced, torn, and shattered as easily as a hot knife through butter!

The sword light swept over, and wave after wave of Thunder Clan disciples fell like harvested wheat.

The fresh blood had not even splashed before it was vaporized by the sharp sword qi.

Severed limbs and broken artifacts littered the ground.

Feng Caichen transformed into a sword‑path killing god, his form like a phantom, weaving through the Thunder Clan crowd; each sword swing instantly claimed the lives of several, even dozens, of Thunder Clan beings!

He seemed tireless, pouring the Wind Clan's blood‑sea deep hatred for annihilation, and the Thunder Clan's countless murderous grudges, all into this endless slaughter!

Ye Wuque also held back no longer; although he did not bear the same genocidal grudge as Feng Caichen, the Thunder Clan's repeated assaults on him fueled an unending hatred.

Golden light surged around him, divine energy erupted, forming a series of domineering, unparalleled, vacuum‑shattering fist seals, palm seals, and finger spears, raining down like a golden meteor shower!

His attacks grew even more fierce and violent; a single punch could blast dozens of formation‑linked Thunder Clan disciples into a blood mist!

One palm strike flattened a Thunder Palace teeming with numerous Thunder Clan elders into powder!

Even an Immortal‑realm Thunder Clan elder who tried to intervene was smashed outright by his even more ferocious force, body and spirit annihilated!

Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen, like two primeval beasts charging into a flock of sheep, were unstoppable, none could stand in their way!

The so‑called prodigies of the Thunder Clan's younger generation, before them, were like barnyard chickens and stray dogs, unable to land a single blow!

In a short span, the Thunder Clan's younger generation and mid‑tier forces suffered catastrophic casualties, blood flowing like a river!

Many Thunder Clan disciples and elders, under extreme fear and despair, finally ceased concealment, howling as they unleashed the cold, filthy, nauseating Ominous Power within them!

The eerie gray‑black aura mingled with thunder eruptions, attempting resistance, even resorting to suicidal counterattacks.

"Heh, finally couldn't resist using this filthy, nauseating power, could you?!"

Ye Wuque sneered coldly, his assault growing fiercer.

"Indeed, a bunch of through‑and‑through traitors!"

"Today, you and this filthy power shall be turned to ash and vanish!"

He and Feng Caichen fought even more wildly; toward those Thunder Clan beings wielding the Ominous Power, they showed no mercy, often crushing and purifying them with even greater, overwhelming force!

From afar, the various forces of Yong Heng Tian that had gathered to watch, seeing with their own eyes the massive Thunder Clan disciples and elders erupting the signature gray‑black power of decay and ominousness, had their final doubts vanish like smoke!

"It's truly real! The Thunder Clan… the whole clan is indeed tainted with the Ominous Power!"

"Traitor! Traitors of the Nine Heavens Ten Earths! Must be killed!"

"The Thunder Clan roams the Yong Heng Tian with tyranny, never expecting that deep down they were already rotten, even allying with the Ominous Power!"

"Never share the same sky with traitors! I'll also throw my fist in!"

Shouts of anger and cries of subjugation rose and fell.

Even more extreme, Ji Zhangkong, the Ji Clan Clan Leader, with tears in their eyes, roared: "Wind Clan's heroic spirit above! Ji Clan youths, follow me to kill! For the Wind Clan's revenge! Execute the rebels!"