Chapter 543 Thunder Tribulation Tempering Body

Countless Canaan Academy students were filled with fear and trepidation, looking up at the sky with horror on their faces. Under such a terrifying pressure from heaven and earth, the power of mankind seemed so small and insignificant.

However, even in the face of such a thrilling scene, the disciples did not hide themselves. Instead, they jumped onto the roof, their eyes fixed on the ever-changing sky, gazing at this rare sight.

Although I know that there is a huge danger lurking in it, the curiosity deep in my heart is like a surging tide that is difficult to suppress.

Rumble!
The thunder roared faster and faster, and the dazzling lightning seemed to completely penetrate and cover the thick black clouds. This majestic momentum, like a million strong troops about to charge into battle, made the heaven and earth tremble.

The concentration of thunder finally reached its peak. In an instant, the sound of thunder strangely became quiet, as if the whole world had been muted.

But this dead silence only lasted for a short moment. Then, everyone stared with wide eyes in astonishment, only to see the thunderclouds in the sky being torn apart in an instant by an extremely brutal force.

Suddenly, there was an earth-shattering roar of thunder. The blinding light of lightning was like a suddenly rising sun, instantly covering all the light in the world. The entire Warcraft Mountain Range was illuminated by the lightning as bright as day, as if day had arrived ahead of schedule.

Countless thunderbolts as huge as ten thousand feet, like dancing thunder dragons, suddenly burst out from the rolling thunderclouds in the sky.

In a flash, they converged and merged, turning into a majestic waterfall of thunder and lava, covering the whole sky, crashing down from the sky, and rushing down towards the bottom.

This thrilling scene made countless Canaan College disciples pale as death, and their hearts, which had been hanging in their throats, jumped into their throats.

Fortunately, after careful observation, everyone found that the thunder did not seem to be directed at the academy. Their hearts slowly settled down and they secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The Thunder Dragon was like a surging tide, sweeping down and covering the sky and the earth. In just a few breaths, it had already reached a thousand feet above the Warcraft Mountain Range.

At this moment, with the help of the reflection of lightning, a disciple of Canaan Academy keenly captured that a slender and tall figure suddenly rose from the depths of the Demon Beast Mountain Range, and like an arrow, it flew straight towards the rolling thunder.

Seeing this scene, there was an uproar in Canaan College. The disciples looked at each other with shock and disbelief in their eyes.

The power of thunder is so powerful that one can feel the terrifying force contained in it just by looking at it from afar. Even the legendary Dou Zun strongman who stands at the top of the continent would have to use all his strength to deal with thunder of this power, and it would be extremely difficult to cope with it.

At this moment, the figure fearlessly rushing towards the thunder was like a moth flying into the fire, but with a moving determination and courage.

Everyone was talking to each other, wondering who this person was and how could he have such courage to face the devastating thunder.

"Is this guy crazy?" A disciple said in a trembling voice with some panic.

"How is it possible? Who would be stupid enough to challenge such a thunder unless he is absolutely sure. But how is this possible?" Another student shook his head repeatedly, his face full of disbelief.

"Could it be that he is some super powerful person who has been hiding from the world? But if so, why have we never heard of such a person appearing near the Warcraft Mountain Range?" An older disciple in the crowd frowned, his eyes full of thought.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the figure confronting Thunder, and they were secretly wondering how the upcoming contest between Thunder and the strong man would end, and whether the mysterious strong man could remain safe and sound in this thrilling confrontation.

In Canaan College, the elders who had taught for many years fixed their eyes on the slender figure that was slightly blurred against the lightning, and a sense of familiarity inexplicably surged in their hearts.

They frowned and kept searching their memories. They always felt that this figure was familiar, but they couldn't remember exactly who it was for a while.

However, those acquaintances who had a deep connection with Xiao Ling and had met him before, including Su Qian and Elder Huo, already had some associations in their minds.

They first showed expressions of disbelief, and then the shock in their eyes was gradually replaced by surprise, and they began to vaguely guess that the person was Xiao Ling.

As for Zi Yan and Xiao Yixian, their familiarity with Xiao Ling was already deep in their bones. Even if it was just a strand of hair, they could recognize it accurately in an instant, not to mention knowing the figure.

Inside a loft deep inside the Canaan Academy, two old figures were standing side by side. At this moment, they moved in unison, both looking up through the window sill, gazing at the situation deep inside the Demonic Beast Mountain Range.

The two people standing here quietly are none other than the guardians of Canaan College who have been secluded in the depths of the college, the two elders Qianbai, Qianmu and Bailie.

Qianmu's eyes were fixed on the surging calamity clouds, and his voice trembled unconsciously:
"This is the first time I have ever seen such a terrifying thunder tribulation. Just a slight sensation has made me tremble with fear. It is truly terrifying!"

Bai Lie looked solemn, nodded slowly, and sighed: "Indeed. Even if you and I have broken through the bottleneck of Dou Zong and promoted to the Dou Zun realm, facing such a thunder tribulation, I am afraid we can't even withstand the aftermath."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes full of fear, and a scene of himself being helpless and unable to fight back appeared in his mind.

Qianmu was still immersed in the shock of the power of the thunderbolt, muttering to himself: "Such a devastating thunderbolt, the power is beyond imagination, fortunately it did not fall on my Canaan Academy, otherwise there would be a catastrophe."

Bai Lie nodded in agreement, but his eyes were suddenly attracted by the figure that shuttled through the thunder. He frowned slightly and said, "Wait, look at that figure. Why does it look familiar to me? But I can't remember who it is."

Qianmu quickly looked over, his eyes full of doubt and inquiry: "It does feel somewhat familiar, strange."

The two stared at each other for a long time, but still couldn't be sure.

Bai Lie frowned, his expression solemn, and he spoke slowly: "However, with my current perception, I can't even glimpse the breath of the person who is destined to be calamity. This person's cultivation is definitely far superior to mine. A strong man with such strength is probably not inferior to the former dean."

Qianmu took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently, trying to calm the waves in his heart.

Then, he slowly raised his head and nodded slightly, his expression full of worry and expectation, and murmured in a low voice: "Alas, I hope this person is just a strong man who happened to pass through here and is here to overcome the tribulation. I just hope that he has nothing to do with my Canaan Academy, let alone any grudges."

"Haha, old man, you don't have to be so worried. No matter how powerful this person is, as long as he hasn't reached the level of a saint, what does Canaan Academy have to fear? The foundation of our academy is far more than what is on the surface." At this time, Bai Lie's mouth corners rarely rose slightly, revealing a faint smile with a bit of confidence, looking at Qianmu who looked worried, and teased,

He raised his eyebrows slightly, looking relaxed, and continued:
"Besides, have you forgotten? I heard that the little guy named Xiao Ling returned to Canaan College not long ago and is now in the inner courtyard. He is an eighth-grade peak alchemist. On this continent, everyone will give him some face. If there is really a situation, given his friendship with the college, he will surely not sit idly by. With him here, we don't need to worry too much."

After hearing Bailie's words, Qianmu's tense nerves relaxed immediately, and the worry on his face faded a little. He shook his head slightly, his expression full of emotion, and murmured:
"What you said is quite right. It is true that I was a little too worried."

Having said that, his expression became more and more full of emotion, a trace of reminiscence flashed in his eyes, and he continued:
"However, I could never have imagined that the young man who was only talented in cultivation and had exceptional spiritual power in our eyes, and whom we did not think highly of at the time, would grow to a level that neither you nor I can even dream of in just a few years. Time flies, and things in the world are unpredictable. It is truly unpredictable."

"Haha, old man, are you regretting not taking Xiao Ling in as your disciple? Think about it, if it really worked out, you would tell everyone that you taught a disciple who is the best alchemist in the continent. How proud you would be, and people would look up to you wherever you go!"

Hearing this sentiment, Bai Lie couldn't help but chuckle, and said teasingly with a somewhat amusing look on his face.

Qianmu rolled his eyes and retorted unhappily: "You are the same! At the beginning, everyone thought that breaking through the bottleneck was more important and didn't take this kid too seriously. Now you are talking without any hesitation, as if you had the foresight to take him as your apprentice in the first place..."

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At the same time, the thunder between heaven and earth seemed to be summoned by some mysterious force, and countless thunder dragons began to gather madly.

They intertwined and entangled with each other, and with the sound of whistling and roaring, they gathered into a raging sea of ​​thunder, as if carrying the ancient power of destruction, rushing towards the earth.

Xiao Ling raised his head, and his deep blue eyes clearly reflected the violent sea of ​​thunder.

The next moment, his aura suddenly changed, and his figure instantly rose from the ground like a ghost, and appeared directly above the dark cloud sky.

Then, he faced the terrifying sea of ​​thunder without fear, allowing the surging lightning to completely sweep and submerge him.

Cries of surprise erupted from Canaan Academy in an instant. The students of the academy stared with wide eyes, faces full of fear and shock, staring at the figure being swallowed by the sea of ​​thunder.

However, these exclamations soon came to an abrupt end.

Everyone was shocked to see that the sea of ​​thunder, which had been advancing unstoppably and seemed to destroy everything in the world, suddenly stopped when it was still a thousand feet away from the Monster Mountain Range.

At this distance, everyone in the academy could already clearly feel the destructive power contained in it. The powerful pressure made it almost impossible for them to breathe, and everyone's face was filled with awe.

In the thunder that was roaring down, Xiao Ling's body underwent amazing changes. His size suddenly increased by several inches, and his muscles became tense and filled with explosive power.

At the same time, pieces of dragon scales emitting faint light quickly grew out from under his skin. They were fine and tough, covering his entire body, and flashing a cold luster under the reflection of the lightning.

The two natal talismans containing the power of devouring and thunder suddenly fell around him, constantly rotating around him.

The heavenly talisman that controls the power of thunder, under Xiao Ling's full force, burst into dazzling light. As the runes flashed, they guided the terrifying thunders, making them move and gather in a regular pattern according to Xiao Ling's will.

And the natal talisman that contained the power of devouring, under the control of Xiao Ling, burst out with a powerful suction force. The runes on its surface were seen flowing rapidly, as if forming an endless vortex, swallowing up all the surging thunder energy.

Just as Xiao Ling was trying his best to control the thunder and his natal talisman, the voice of the spirit of the ancestral stone in his body slowly echoed into his mind.

Even though the sound of thunder continued to echo at this moment, Xiao Ling could clearly hear the worry contained in the words of the Ancestral Stone Spirit at this moment.

"Xiao Ling, do you really want to use this terrifying thunder tribulation to refine this so-called body-refining martial arts?" The voice of the Ancestral Stone Spirit was still so calm, and he spoke word by word.

"The power of this thunder tribulation is far beyond imagination and is definitely not ordinary. You must be aware that if you make the slightest mistake or fail to pay attention, you will probably end up being reduced to ashes, and not even a trace of your soul will remain."

Xiao Ling gritted his teeth, enduring the excruciating pain that felt like thousands of steel needles piercing his body at the same time. The pain almost crushed his will. But he still looked determined, and his mouth curled up slightly, forming a seemingly relaxed arc, and responded with a confident tone:
"Don't worry, Yan. Although the power of this thunder is indeed not something I can easily resist at the moment, I have my own trump cards. These trump cards are not for show. I believe I can bear it. Don't worry about me."

The spirit of the ancestral stone was worried, but Xiao Ling knew his own situation very well. He knew very well that his recovery ability was amazing.

As long as this thunderbolt cannot smash him into pieces in an instant, he can be like a tenacious weed, constantly healing himself from the damage.

After personally experiencing the terrifying power of the thunder tribulation, Xiao Ling was not frightened. Instead, he became more determined to use it to temper the Qingtian Tianhualong Jue.

He knew in his heart that the tempering would be accompanied by excruciating pain, his body would be riddled with holes under the ravages of thunder, and his spirit would also suffer great torture.

But in Xiao Ling's view, all pain is the only way to become stronger. As long as it can make him stronger, he will be happy with any pain or suffering.

Previously, when practicing the Qingtian Hualong Jue, Xiao Ling had always relied on various rare treasures from heaven and earth to assist in his practice.

But this time, facing this extremely powerful thunder tribulation will be a completely different kind of tempering.

The power of thunder and lightning is violent and pure. It is the most severe test that nature has given him, but it also brings unprecedented opportunities for the evolution of his physical body.

The energies accumulated in the past with the help of natural treasures were completely stimulated in the process of tempering by thunder.

Xiao Ling knew that when this tempering was over, all his accumulated strength would explode. At that time, his physical strength would definitely reach a new height. (End of this chapter)