Chapter 935: How about the Gods? I will speak with my strength Chapter 2

"Boom!" With a loud bang, a purple thunder was drawn over and struck Su Yan on the head.

Su Yan shuddered all over. It had been a long time since he felt such comfort from his soul.

The long-awaited thunder from heaven seemed to awaken her sleeping soul from the deepest part.

"The second thunderbolt is coming!"

As the words fell, the thunder-inducing flag shook and thunders from the sky struck down one after another.

Each one contains the power to split mountains and seas. Those immortals who have experienced the calamity and ascended to heaven still remember the feeling of pain going deep into their bones.

Now seeing Su Yan being hacked, they all felt the same way and felt the hairs on their bodies stand up.

Su Yan said nothing. She closed her eyes and felt the familiar trembling coming from her soul.

It was only Emperor Que who suffered. He shouted at the top of his lungs and slapped the barrier to try to wake Su Yan up, telling her not to sleep and to hold on a little longer. He was thinking of a solution.

Su Yan was annoyed by the noise and opened his eyes, looking at his old father who was almost going crazy.

"Su Yan, Su Yan, are you okay? Is it painful? Daddy is here to save you!"

As he spoke, Old Bird Emperor used all his magic power to try to break the barrier.

Su Yan did not feel that the thunderbolts were that hard to bear, but if he continued to let Emperor Que torture him like this, he was afraid that he would torture himself to the point of being punished, so Su Yan gently comforted him, "Father, I'm fine, I'm really fine, you don't have to worry about me, it's just nine thunderbolts, it will pass quickly."

Not only the Bird Emperor, but even the immortal kings and fairies beside him were stunned by Su Yan's light words. The nine heavenly thunders passed so quickly?

She acted so nonchalantly, as if it was as simple as counting. If it were that simple, this Heavenly Thunder Punishment Platform wouldn't be a forbidden place that many gods dared not set foot on.

"Su Yan, you have loved to show off since you were a child. Father knows that you have suffered. Even if he sacrifices his life, he will save you."

"The fifth thunderbolt is coming!"

Su Yan stopped him in time and said, "Father, it's already the fifth thunderbolt, stop messing around, isn't my daughter fine?"

"Forehead……"

Emperor Que then looked carefully at his daughter's expression. She really didn't seem to be in pain at all. If it were someone else, they would have probably cried out in agony.

When did his daughter become so powerful?

Or maybe my daughter has become numb to the pain?

The princesses who were watching around couldn't find any pleasure at all. They clearly wanted to see her crying and regretting.

But she stood in the middle of Xingtai without any pain, and her spine didn't even bend. Was this definitely a bolt of lightning and not some optical illusion?

Someone raised an objection: "Punishment Star Lord, are you sure this is heavenly thunder and not fake? How come she doesn't feel any pain at all?"

The Star Lord of Punishment glanced at the Fox Princess and said indifferently, "If the Fox Princess has any doubts, then I will let you be the Star Lord of Punishment. How about letting you use the Lightning Flag in my hand?"

"I...I'm just asking out of curiosity."

Not to mention that the Fox Princess was suspicious, even the Immortal Lords nearby were very skeptical. They had never seen anyone accept the punishment of heavenly thunder so calmly.

I still remember that the last person punished by heavenly thunder was the evil dragon Mo Zheng. He had a narrow escape from death then, and finally survived with most of his dragon bones broken. Now I don't know where he is now, left to fend for himself in some remote corner.

"The sixth thunderbolt is coming!"

Another powerful purple thunder was drawn down and hit Su Yan's crown directly.

Su Yan raised his head and frowned slightly.

The fairies thought she just felt pain, but Su Yan frowned because the thunder was so slow. Couldn't all nine thunders fall at once? Sending them one by one was like scratching an itch through a shoe.

Next, they thought they would see Su Yan’s painful expression, but instead, she quietly endured the nine heavenly thunders.

Even the old Sparrow Emperor found it a little unbelievable. Could it be that his daughter had experienced nine tribulations in the mortal world and had made a leap forward in her cultivation?

No matter what, as long as she survived the nine heavenly thunders, it would be a blessing in disguise.

"Immediately send Su Yan to the Millennium Mysterious Ice Prison."

"Yes."

Two heavenly soldiers came up and untied Su Yan, preparing to escort him to the Xuanbing Prison.

The old bird emperor rushed forward and secretly stuffed a jade ring into Su Yan's hand. His old face was full of worry and he said, "Yan Yan, you should reflect on yourself in the Xuanbing Prison. In a hundred years, your father will come to take you home. Take care of yourself, understand?"

The old bird emperor calmly hinted to her that the jade ring was a good thing.

Su Yan did not argue. In fact, she felt at the first moment that the ring was a space device, which should contain a lot of good things of the Sparrow Clan.

Su Yan was thrown into the Millennium Mysterious Ice Prison, where snow accumulates all year round. Even the most powerful gods would have their cultivation exhausted and suffer miserably in it.

The immortal bones prevent them from dying easily, but the biting cold here will torture them all the time.

Su Yan took out the constant temperature cloak, wanting to try out the system's product to see if it would work in this higher plane.

The moment I put it on, the cold seemed to be suddenly isolated.

It is indeed a good thing. I didn’t expect that this constant temperature cloak would be effective in this dimension.

Su Yan was wearing a cloak and wandering around.

This place is very similar to a certain dimension. I remember she even witnessed a fairy becoming an immortal in the snowy mountains.

Su Yan thought about his past experiences and wandered aimlessly in this mysterious ice prison.

After walking for more than an hour, she not only didn't feel cold, she even felt a little hot.

She simply put away the constant temperature cloak, and instantly felt the cold invading her from every corner.

Su Yan began to practice her magical skills. She had not practiced the skills of "The Lower Part of the Heavenly Book" in many dimensions.

Those lower planes are of no use at all. Even the immortal plane does not require cultivation. Each world has its own unique skills, and she has collected many of them in her space.

Of course, the most respected one is this heavenly book. There are three parts in the heavenly book, upper, middle and lower. You can practice it frequently and get new insights every time. After all, it has existed in her chaotic space from the beginning. It may be the greatest gift of the space to her.

Su Yan sat on the ground and began to practice the skills under the heavenly book.

She had practiced it before, so practicing it again would definitely be twice as effective with half the effort.

When Su Yan was practicing, the surrounding cold air not only did not hinder her, but instead became a boost to her practice.

Sometimes when she felt hot all over, the cold air just helped to cool her down.

Of course, she herself didn't know that in such a quiet place where she could even hear her own breathing, she was completely practicing, forgetting about time and the outside world, and entering a state of emptiness.

Until ten years later, when she opened her eyes, a golden light flashed in her eyes, and if you look closely at her pupils, you can find that her pupils were dark brown before, but now they have become much lighter, with a hint of golden yellow. When she has no expression, she looks three parts indifferent, three parts sharp, and three parts careless.

Su Yan looked at the drastic changes in his surroundings and began to doubt where he was.

Otherwise, who could tell her why the Xuanbing Prison, which should be covered with snow and freezing cold, was now surrounded by flowers?

What is going on here?