Chapter 533

Chapter 533: Fierce Battle

With spells in hand, he focused his mind to command the thunder.

Seated within the tower, Wang Chen confronted the onrushing giants with unwavering concentration, continuously summoning Sky Thunder.

Sky Thunder, the epitome of yang energy and unyielding force, was a spell Wang Chen had mastered to perfection, despite it being only at the Purple Palace level. His skill had reached the pinnacle of perfect mastery, unleashing its full might.

This formidable technique could target a single foe or strike multiple enemies, though area attacks demanded immense mental control; otherwise, their power and precision would falter.

Yet, every bolt of lightning Wang Chen unleashed found its mark.

The terrain forced the giants to charge toward Wei Hall from a single direction, and those leading the charge were obliterated by the descending thunder before they could even breach the hundred-step range.

Wave after wave of them fell.

Endless streaks of lightning crisscrossed the rocky slope before Wei Hall, weaving a dense lightning web.

No giant could pierce this electrified barrier!

At that moment, the three female cultivators from the Purple Palace stationed in the control room were utterly astounded.

Even the typically composed Li Mengyan widened her eyes, her starry gaze filled with awe.

Sky Thunder was not a secret sect method; any inner sect disciple could acquire it with sufficient contributions.

Though they had never practiced this spell themselves, they had seen others wield it.

Yet, Li Mengyan and her companions had never witnessed Sky Thunder unleashed with such earth-shattering force!

Initially, as they watched the relentless tide of giants through the water mirror, the three women had felt a deep sense of despair.

They had little faith in their ability to defend the fortress.

But now, witnessing Wang Chen’s overwhelming power, their fears and doubts began to dissipate.

“Senior Sister Yun,”

Sun Yulian murmured, “No wonder you insisted on coming to Brother Wang. It truly was the right decision.”

She assumed Yun Feifei had sought refuge with Wang Chen because she recognized his extraordinary strength.

Li Mengyan nodded in agreement.

Yun Feifei, however, was caught between laughter and tears. “Actually, I—never mind,” she said, unsure how to explain herself.

Yun Feifei knew Wang Chen hailed from a background of loose cultivators, and she harbored no prejudice against them. In fact, she was aware that disciples from such backgrounds often possessed superior combat abilities compared to those from noble families.

Her earlier efforts to befriend Wang Chen were not due to foresight but rather a strategy to broaden her connections, believing that cultivating good relationships with capable peers would prove advantageous.

Little did she know, she had chosen wisely.

When danger loomed, Yun Feifei had other options, yet she chose Wang Chen.

Li Mengyan and Sun Yulian, however, didn’t dwell on such thoughts. Their confidence soared as they witnessed Wang Chen’s prowess.

The three women united, becoming a steadfast support for Wang Chen.

At that moment, Wang Chen was immersed in a profoundly mysterious state, his focus unshakable.

As the saying goes, "Reading a myriad of books sharpens one’s writing skills," and the same principle applies to the art of spellcasting. When a particular technique is practiced countless times, as long as one’s aptitude is not too lacking, it will inevitably lead to sudden insights and a qualitative leap.

Wang Chen had reached the pinnacle of spellcasting for Sky Thunder, but his Perfected Level spell power was bolstered by the unique abilities of the Cultivation Panel, not achieved through gradual accumulation and breakthroughs.

It was akin to swallowing dates whole; though they ended up in his stomach, he had not truly savored their essence.

He possessed the form but lacked the spirit.

Yet, this flaw was not irreparable. As Wang Chen repeatedly unleashed Sky Thunder with all his might, his understanding of the lightning technique deepened step by step. Glimmers of insight flashed in his Sea of Consciousness, as if he were grasping something elusive.

In the next moment, Wang Chen abruptly halted his actions.

The bolts of lightning crashing down from the sky dissipated, and no new thunder gathered, plunging the area into sudden silence.

The giants, who had been charging up the rocky slope and had been utterly defeated, finally caught their breath.

However, they did not react immediately; many stood frozen, missing their best chance to counterattack.

When the giants realized that the enemy might be in trouble and roared in fury as they charged toward Wei Hall, a thunder pillar as thick as a tree trunk suddenly broke through the air’s resistance, striking them ferociously in their midst.

The giants directly hit by the thunder pillar were instantly vaporized, while those grazed by it were either dead or grievously injured.

At the moment the thunder pillar struck the ground, its inner destructive power erupted explosively, sweeping outward in all directions and obliterating all giants in its path.

Struck by the ultimate Yang lightning, the giants either snapped in half or convulsed, emitting black smoke as they fell.

With a single strike, dozens of giants were either dead or wounded, clearing a vast swath of the battlefield.

In truth, these giants were not mere cannon fodder; some could hurl stone bullets, some spat venom, some attacked with sonic waves, and others could shake the ground and shatter rocks.

However, their ranged attacks could not penetrate the defensive formations of Wei Hall, and any attempt to engage at close quarters only allowed Wang Chen’s Sky Thunder to gain experience.

This helped Wang Chen achieve a breakthrough in his spellcasting!

After unleashing that strike of Sky Thunder, Wang Chen felt a profound clarity, as if a veil had been lifted from his Sea of Consciousness, revealing higher levels of understanding.

Such insight was exceedingly rare; many cultivators went their entire lives without experiencing it.

It allowed Wang Chen to perceive the subtleties of Sky Thunder at the Purple Palace level, thus achieving true perfect mastery.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Chen activated the Heavenly Net for Exorcising Evil wrapped around his arm, drawing forth spiritual energy to replenish his magical power.

His energy field was nearly depleted, and he had too little magical power left to cast Sky Thunder again.

Yet, the remaining giants were thoroughly intimidated.

These giants possessed a degree of intelligence, but for some reason, they were willing to risk their lives to attack Wei Hall.

Wang Chen’s thunder strike seemed to have doused them with cold water, calming their frenzied minds and instilling fear.

At that moment, black giant eagles appeared in the sky above Wei Hall.

These giant eagles had two heads, with their necks bare and covered in dark red blood blisters, making them look quite hideous.

They formed a massive formation in the air and suddenly dove toward Wei Hall.

With their beaks wide open, they simultaneously launched volleys of silvery energy pellets!

Each pellet was the size of a human head, screaming through the air with incredible speed, crashing down like hail onto Wei Hall.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As these energy pellets struck the magical barrier, they exploded immediately, releasing powerful negative energy that surged and corroded the defensive formations, creating an unprecedented pressure felt by Li Mengyan and the others in the control room.

Wang Chen in the tower suddenly looked up; the brass mirror embedded in the dome lit up, revealing the scenes in the sky.

He closed his eyes and then opened them again.

His dark eyes sparkled with lightning!