Chapter 802
byChapter 802: Thunder Spirit’s Transformation
Since he’d emerged, Ye Yun decided to seize this opportunity fully. Not enjoying himself would be wasteful. With this thought, the Fire Spirit Dragon ignored Ye Yun, its hundred-zhang crimson body weaving leisurely through the Thunder Sea and skies.
Ye Yun smiled. Perhaps he’d been too harsh on the dragon. He usually relied on the supreme Immortal artifact Fire Dragon Whip when using the Sea of Heavenly Fire, neglecting the Fire Spirit Dragon’s true power. Watching its carefree movements now distracted him pleasantly.
Since he wouldn’t interfere with the Thunder Giant’s transformation, Ye Yun waited to see what surprises it might bring. If satisfying, this could prove worthwhile. He’d never considered the Thunder Giant a real threat anyway.
His soul strength had reached divine-tier. Though unable to wield Heavenly Immortal power, he possessed equivalent strength – like comparing a horse-pulling strongman to a Divine Art practitioner achieving the same feat. The difference remained noticeable.
Ye Yun didn’t dwell on this. Total control would be ideal, but worrying now proved useless.
"If this Thunder Giant succeeds, I might truly face danger," he mused, watching the distant figure crumble. Amusement flickered through him – clearly the transformation had failed. A failed specimen deserved no attention.
This wasn’t contempt, but practical assessment. Ye Yun observed like watching a flower wilt, knowing intervention proved futile. Why bother? Not attacking already showed respect to the guardian spirit. Without his pure-hearted nature resurfacing, even miracles couldn’t help.
"Maybe I’ll remember you post-destruction, but nothing more. Perish quickly before testing my patience." As the Thunder Giant prepared to self-destruct, Ye Yun remained calm, unbothered by potential blast effects.
"Will this truly end here?" The momentary chill he’d felt earlier lingered in memory. Brilliant thunderlight erupted from the Giant – radiance signaling approaching death.
When the first Thunder Spirit Power shattered, the Giant resembled cracked porcelain glued together. Ye Yun disliked such fractured patterns. During the final explosion, his narrowed eyes caught a humanoid shadow within the blinding light.
"Troublesome. You actually succeeded." A cold-eyed man materialized before him, lightning reflecting in pupils, body wrapped in thunder laws. The World-Destroying Thunder Spirit brandished its innate weapon – a crackling spear thrust toward Ye Yun’s heart.
"Ungrateful! I stayed still during your transformation!" Ye Yun dodged sideways, yet the Thunder Spirit instantly closed the gap. The spear pierced his chest.
*Cough!*
Blood trickled from Ye Yun’s lips as he retreated. Annoyance flared – he could’ve killed this creature easily. Why invite trouble?
Snatching the vibrating spear, he channeled mental energy to shatter it internally. No regrets – when embracing thunder laws, he’d anticipated life-death struggles. Retreat wasn’t an option now.
The Thunder Spirit’s sudden speed boost surprised him. His pseudo-Heavenly Immortal combat power within world rules lacked true Heavenly Immortal capabilities. At full strength, he’d have seen through these movements instantly.
"Disliking these methods changes nothing. You forced this." The guardian spirit had transformed from harmless cotton to hardened stone. Ye Yun summoned the Fire Spirit Dragon from the Thunder Sea. Its murderous gaze mirrored the cold man’s aura.
"Ganging up isn’t my preference, but I’ll take any advantage." Fairness mattered less than survival. Endless victories defined existence’s path – glorious achievements easing loneliness’s sting.
"What corner will you push me into this time?" Ye Yun’s heart pounded as holy thunder transformed into World-Destroying power. Even without danger, he’d create excitement.
"Show me your peak form!" He dismissed the Fire Dragon – this battle exceeded its capacity. The Three Spirits Immortal Sword appeared in his left hand. Mental pressure made the Thunder Spirit shudder, its inky eyes unreadable.
"Don’t judge – all’s fair in mortal combat." At his prime, Ye Yun felt confident despite lingering doubts. Any advantage increased victory chances.
The sword blazed tri-colored light as he ghost-charged the enemy. Thunder punch shadows met his intangible blade, space rippling with their lightning-speed exchanges.
*BOOM!*
Hundreds of clashes later, a dark shape cannonballed into the Thunder Sea. Ye Yun stood victorious, hair whipping beneath stormy skies. The Ice Spirit army had vanished, leaving churning thunderclouds – this world’s death throes.
Win or lose, the Thunder World’s fate remained destruction – consumed either by Ye Yun or the World-Destroying Thunder. From the start, it had been mere collateral.
Weakness meant powerlessness. The deluded weak chased truths only to face despair. Yet Ye Yun saw value in their struggle – laughable but earnest first steps toward strength.
"Lingyao Continent’s broken world rules…" Ye Yun mused above the thrashing Thunder Sea, sensing a colossal Thunder Dragon’s presence below. Flawed thunder laws offered perfect study opportunities, even if exploring them destroyed this realm.
This was his chance. Mastery could elevate his Thunder Spirit power to heavenly punishment levels… or bring ruin.
Multicolored lightning converged beneath him – green, blue, purple, red. The bizarre spectacle finally shattered Ye Yun’s calm composure.
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