strictlysupreme Chapter 179 A Bolt from a Clear Sky
Chapter 179 A Bolt from a Clear Sky
"What kind of being is that Lord of the Netherworld Valley? And what is your relationship with him?"
The old man finally put away the dark, murky thing in his hand, steadied the white deer beneath him, and even his tone of voice became much more polite.
"It's hard to say. She might not be able to reach the heavens and the earth, but she could probably destroy a thousand miles of land with a wave of her hand. I'm new here and don't know her well, but she insisted on recognizing me as her younger brother. So, we're on good terms."
Luo Sifan replied calmly, not daring to be careless in the slightest. Even with Wu Kui protecting him, the old man opposite him showed no fear, clearly indicating that he had other methods he had not yet used.
The old man whispered a few more words to Wu Lingsu, then looked up at Luo Sifan:
“In the past thousand years, I have never seen another person escape from the Netherworld Valley. Brother, you have truly surprised me!”
Luo Sifan smiled and waited for his next words.
“However, I do not readily believe what Wu Lingsu said about your exceptional skill in controlling lightning. Our ten tribes of Tianmin have gathered here and prepared for nearly a month. We have finally found a great opportunity to defeat the Western Expeditionary Army. If we were to withdraw our troops based solely on your words, wouldn’t that be a huge loss?”
The old man's eyes gleamed, his strangely accented Eastern dialect scraping against Luo Sifan's eardrums, his tone slightly threatening, still unwilling to retreat and cease fighting.
"As for the art of controlling lightning, I have a rudimentary understanding of it and some knowledge of it. I still have some influence in front of the Nine Heavens Thunder Seal Master."
After showing off for a couple of minutes, Luo Sifan turned his attention to the old man:
“Senior, I wonder how many Xuan Tian Thunder Stones your noble family possesses? These are what you call Spirit Jade. In the Immortal Realm, they are nothing more than stepping stones used by fairy servants. If you intend to use this to take down the Western Expeditionary Army in one fell swoop, with me here, I'm afraid it will all be for naught.”
The Xuan Tian Thunder Stone, which the clan revered as a priceless treasure, was ridiculed in public by Luo Sifan and belittled as something to step on. The old man, who was already in a bad temper, broke down even more, his anger surging.
"Hehe, this brother has quite the big mouth! I, Yun Congsheng, am ignorant and a rough man, not good with words. I only know one principle: in this world, strength is everything! If you want to stop tomorrow's battle, brother, you'd better show me your abilities!"
Luo Sifan nodded, having no objection to Yun Congsheng's questioning:
“What Senior Yun says makes sense. I, Luo Sifan, never thought I could easily act as a guarantor and mediate the war between the two sides. Senior Yun, what do you want in exchange for your willingness to lead your people out of this place? Please speak frankly!”
Yun Congsheng chuckled, ignoring Wu Lingsu's anxious glances from the side.
"Brother! If you can block one more of my attacks, not only will we withdraw our troops and cease hostilities, but I will also lead my troops to treat you with the utmost respect, as if you were a celestial being descended to earth. And if you need my services in the future, it will be no problem!"
Yun Congsheng considered the consequences of his actions and promised Luo Sifan a great benefit.
"Okay!"
Luo Sifan agreed without much thought. He also wanted to see what uses the nomadic tribe had come up with for the Xuan Tian Thunder Stones they had stockpiled.
If he were to rely solely on the power of the Xuan Tian Thunder Stone, his method of controlling lightning would already be well-established, and dealing with each move should not be difficult.
“In that case, I, Yun Congsheng, will not stand on ceremony!”
Yun Congsheng straightened up and sat solemnly on the white deer. As he stretched out his hands, a series of flashing and flowing light arrays suddenly appeared in front of him.
Luo Sifan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his soul shrank back unconsciously as the light array suppressed it.
Being a mortal, fearing lightning is a natural reaction under the suppression of rules.
Yun Congsheng was fully aware of Luo Sifan's subtle reactions. He smiled slightly and continued to operate the light array in his hand, without rushing to make a move.
Wu Lingsu's neck was empty at this moment. Her Xuan Tian Thunder Stone had been confiscated by Mu Yuansheng, so she dared not get close. She leaped back far away, avoiding the place where the two were about to start their battle.
Having witnessed Luo Sifan subdue the massive tribulation lightning, she could only complain that her master was showing off his limited skills and wouldn't listen to any advice.
Luo Sifan calmed himself down, raised his hand and gently drew a line in front of his chest, using his lightning control technique to strike into the void.
An invisible barrier of void appeared in front of Luo Sifan.
Through the lightning array, Luo Sifan saw nine crimson lightning stones of varying shades lying still in the air, with lightning nearly a hundred times weaker being drawn out from the nine stones and flowing into a ring.
The originally varying shades of red lightning gradually became more uniform in color as it swirled into a circular pattern, and its speed increased.
Yun Congsheng, having somehow figured out how to use it, linked nine stones together, forming a thunder array. As the thunderous light accumulated, it would surely unleash a devastating combined attack.
Luo Sifan understood, and felt much more at ease.
Yun Congsheng still relies on the Xuan Tian Lei Shi as his ultimate weapon, which makes it difficult for the Western Expeditionary Army to deal with. This is exactly what Luo Sifan wanted.
With a flick of the scroll and a retraction, Luo Sifan first placed the fearful-looking Wu Kui into the treasure.
He watched with a relaxed expression as the noise gradually rose, and the lightning array in Yun Congsheng's hand was somewhat frightening, with white light faintly appearing at its edges.
"Brother, I'm about to make my move!"
As Yun Congsheng was about to make his move, he felt a slight pang of reluctance and, out of kindness, reminded Luo Sifan of something.
"Senior, please make your move. Although my cultivation level is low, it won't be so easy for me to die."
Luo Sifan remained calm. He had practiced the lightning spell on his finger hundreds of times and was almost able to do it at will. Hearing this, he smiled faintly and urged Yun Congsheng not to overthink it.
Yun Congsheng hardened his heart, angered by Luo Sifan's ungratefulness. As the leader of a nomadic tribe of nearly ten thousand people, he had held the power of life and death for hundreds of years. For him, whether Luo Sifan lived or died was not a big deal.
Even if you have connections, even if you can move freely in the Netherworld Valley, you can't stop them. They traded Luo Sifan's life for the chance to give the wandering people control of Zhulu Mountain and a golden opportunity to eye the rich lands of the Silverfrost Empire.
Yun Congsheng felt it was worthwhile and was well worth a try.
With a soft thud, Yun Congsheng, draped in a beast-patterned robe, sank down, pressing the white deer beneath him so hard that it sneered its thick, gray lips.
A white lightning array was lifted into the sky by Yun Congsheng. His divine soul power remotely controlled the white lightning array to change in the air, always keeping its core aimed at the motionless Luo Sifan.
At this moment, the deterrent power of the lightning array was enough to suppress cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage within a hundred-foot radius.
Yun Congsheng was not surprised by Luo Sifan's stunned reaction.
Since he had already made his move, he was going all out. The difficulty of controlling the lightning array did not allow him any mercy. If he stopped halfway, the backlash would probably leave him charred and on the verge of death.
Luo Sifan wasn't unable to move; he was just too annoyed by Yun Congsheng's actions to move.
On his first encounter with the leader of a nomadic tribe, the prelude to the enemy manipulating the Xuan Tian Thunder Stone and forming a lightning array was much longer than Luo Sifan had anticipated.
Yun Congsheng sighed inwardly, finally unable to hold back any longer. If he didn't release the lightning, his soul would be unable to withstand it.
A thunderclap struck from a clear sky, its deafening roar echoing as if it were daytime.