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A fist brimming with terrifying force slammed directly into the descending silver lightning bolt—the two forces clashing in the sky.
For a split second, the entire world froze.
An explosive sound echoed through the air, as if it had detonated deep within the souls of everyone watching. The heavens shook, and the deafening boom left ears ringing violently.
The massive silver lightning bolt, under the stunned gazes of Wei Yang and the others, exploded—like a firework detonating in mid-air, erupting into a sky full of silver lightning snakes.
At that very instant, they could clearly see that at the point where Du Jiao’s fist struck, space itself had shattered—leaving behind web-like cracks, dark and terrifying.
Their hearts collectively skipped a beat.
Even space itself was nearly shattered by Du Jiao’s punch.
As the lightning bolt dispersed, the Black Sun quivered with excitement. Immediately, the black flames surged upward like a tide, sweeping through the sky and devouring all the scattered silver arcs.
At the same time, Du Jiao was blasted downward by the sheer force of the impact.
With a thunderous crash that shook the ground, he smashed heavily into the edge of the cliff—collapsing a large portion of it upon impact.
Wei Yang frowned slightly at the sight. A flicker of concern passed through his mind, and he was just about to release his soul perception to check on Du Jiao’s condition—
When suddenly, the charred and crackling figure of Du Jiao shot up again, arcs of electricity flickering wildly around his body. Once more, he hovered above Wei Yang like a towering black iron sentinel, positioning himself firmly between Wei Yang and the ominous clouds overhead.
Seeing that Du Jiao seemed unharmed, Wei Yang finally let out a sigh of relief.
But as his eyes swept over the beast’s body, his gaze abruptly sharpened.
At that moment, though Du Jiao’s blackened scales were cracked and his flesh torn and raw—with arcs of lightning still flashing between the wounds—his aura was even stronger than before.
"Looks like... that level of Pill Lightning was just right for Du Jiao. Through tempering and absorbing the lightning energy, he’s gained massive benefits—he’s already approaching the peak of Eight-Star Dou Zong!" Pill Lightning really is amazing..."
The corners of Wei Yang’s lips lifted into a faint smile as he looked up, his eyes burning with desire at the lightning still crackling in the clouds.
The Black Sun Burning Heaven Flame, himself, and Du Jiao—all of them had benefited tremendously from this.
This Pill Lightning... was a treasure.
While that thought passed through his mind, the silver light in the sky flashed once more.
Seeing it, Wei Yang chuckled softly.
A giant bolt of silver lightning once again slashed down from the heavens like a blade.
Du Jiao didn’t hesitate. He leaped into the air again, fists raised, and charged head-on toward the incoming thunderbolt.
In the sky above, explosions of thunder and lightning continued to roar.
That massive, charred figure—like a living fortress—stood firm through it all, clashing blow for blow with the destructive lightning. His aura only grew stronger and fiercer with each clash.
Meanwhile, the Black Sun took full advantage of every explosion, sweeping through the air to devour the scattered arcs, growing more powerful with each bite.
This direct confrontation lasted for nearly half an hour.
Eventually, the lightning energy within the clouds began to weaken noticeably.
Not long after, the rolling of the clouds subsided, and the dark color gradually began to fade.
Clearly, this round of Pill Lightning had almost run its course.
The massive, terrifying energy hidden in those clouds had now been mostly exhausted.
And when the final thunderbolt descended and exploded—
The storm clouds finally dissipated completely.
The Pill Lightning was officially over.
The oppressive, heavy aura that had loomed over the heavens faded away without a trace.
As the blood-red afterglow of the setting sun bathed the land once more, everything finally returned to calm.
In the distance, Ah Da, Xiao Yan, and Yao Lao, who had been watching the entire process, all let out a long sigh of relief.
That suffocating pressure brought by heaven’s wrath had been truly unbearable.
Especially for Yao Lao and Ah Da, both of whom existed in soul form—beings naturally sensitive to and fearful of lightning. The oppressive thunder had stirred their souls with instinctive reverence and dread.
Xiao Yan exhaled, relaxing slightly, but his heart was still full of envy.
He couldn’t imagine just how much energy had been contained in that storm of lightning that had rampaged for over half an hour.
And this wasn’t just any energy—it was lightning energy at the Dou Zong level. Even with some of it lost in the process, the amount that had been absorbed was still shocking.
The benefits Wei Yang had reaped this time were undoubtedly massive.
Who wouldn’t be jealous of such fortune?
Xiao Yan had to risk his life just to devour a single Heavenly Flame—often fighting to the brink of death.
But Wei Yang? He’d absorbed more energy—in both quantity and quality—than Xiao Yan had ever seen. This might even rival the Green Lotus Core Flame at its peak!
As the saying goes—comparison is the thief of joy.
And right now, Xiao Yan felt very robbed.
After the storm clouds had fully dispersed—
Du Jiao, body still crackling with arcs of lightning, shot down like a bolt and loyally took up position in front of Wei Yang.
At this moment, the aura radiating from his body had clearly reached the peak of Eight-Star Dou Zong, and it was already beginning to show signs of instability—obviously having reached a critical threshold, ready to break through to Nine-Star at any moment.
Seeing this, Wei Yang couldn’t help but let out a satisfied smile.
"After this lightning tempering, I’m sure your physical body and bloodline have both been greatly strengthened. These benefits will surely help you in stepping into the Dou Zun realm someday."
"Besides, if you follow me, there’ll be no shortage of Pill Lightning in the future. Worst case, I’ll force-feed you until you’re stacked up to the peak of Nine-Star Dou Zun." Wei Yang grinned.
"Thank you, my great master!" Du Jiao knelt on one knee, lowering his head and replying in a deep, gravelly voice.
Wei Yang waved his hand casually. "Go. Refine the lightning energy in your body. I can sense your unstable aura. Go break through."
Du Jiao rose, moved to the side, and sat cross-legged, beginning to refine the residual lightning energy and prepare for his breakthrough.
"Nine-Star Dou Zong, huh? Not bad." Wei Yang nodded with satisfaction.
Du Jiao—very impressive indeed.
It was now clear that he was worth cultivating seriously.
Because Wei Yang had already found the key that could allow Du Jiao to rapidly enter the Dou Zun realm—
A subordinate who could reach peak Nine-Star Dou Zun, or even the apex of Nine-Change Dou Zun, was definitely worth investing in.
A being like that wouldn’t be some cheap cannon fodder, even in the later stages of life on the Dou Qi Continent.
At this moment, the black flames sweeping the sky also began rapidly pulling back, collapsing into themselves and returning into the Black Sun.
The world finally regained its tranquility.
Were it not for the lingering spatial energy fluctuations above, the collapsed cliff below, and the scorched and ruined terrain, it would be hard to imagine the world-shaking battle that had just occurred here.
Shortly after, the Black Sun descended and began to shrink.
In no time, it had returned to the size of a clenched fist, hovering before Wei Yang as it trembled with visible excitement.
Buzz, buzz, buzz~Tasty... Tasty... Full... So full...
The Black Sun happily radiated mental ripples.
As it trembled, occasional arcs of lightning would flicker across its surface—like someone who had eaten too much and was now bloated.
But before those arcs could fully escape, a sweep of black flame would quickly snatch them back in—unwilling to waste even a single spark.
Wei Yang watched, expression stuck between amusement and exasperation.
"You really are... Well, as they say, there are only wrong names, never wrong nicknames.You truly deserve your title of Little Glutton."
He could only laugh helplessly.
Even after being bloated to this extent, it still refused to let a single thread of lightning escape—completely exposing its nature as a greedy eater.
Or perhaps... it had simply starved too much in the past?
Buzz, buzz, buzz~So tasty... full... must digest... digest...
A silver arc shot out.
The black flames surged forward and snatched it right back.
Buzz, buzz, buzz~Full... digest... digest...
Wei Yang covered his face with his palm and opened his mouth to speak.
The Black Sun suddenly flashed forward, flying directly into Wei Yang’s mouth and returning to his dantian.
In the process, a stray arc of lightning zapped through him, causing his entire body to spasm.
Wei Yang sucked in a cold breath, gritting his teeth.
"Little Glutton, if you can’t eat anymore, then stop stuffing yourself! Are you trying to electrocute me to death? Agh—! Ughh—! Hiss—!"
As he spoke, two more powerful jolts zapped him violently.
Arcs of lightning surged from within his body, racing through every meridian—numbing him, pricking him with pain.
Buzz, buzz, buzz~Digest... digest...
Within his dantian, the Black Sun was not only trying to digest on its own, but also urging Wei Yang to assist.
"Okay, okay, I get it—I’ll help! Just stop zapping me already—damn it—ahh! hiss..."
Trembling all over, Wei Yang quickly closed his eyes and began circulating his cultivation method, helping the Black Sun Burning Heaven Flame digest its feast of lightning energy.
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