Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1484: 802: Immortal Cave Master Lv Huaiyang (Part 2)

Zhao Sheng unleashed a chilling scoff. “Heh heh, you three pieces of trash believe you can trap me here?”

Ever since he broke through to the Unification Realm, Zhao Sheng hadn't engaged in any genuine combat, leaving him unsure of his exact power ranking among others at the same level.

This moment presented the perfect chance, allowing him to gauge his abilities against these three opponents.

With those words spoken, Zhao Sheng made no attempt to escape or evade. His golden locks whipped about fiercely as a dazzling golden radiance erupted, unleashing countless golden Thunder Swords that blanketed the void across a hundred miles in an instant.

Simultaneously, Lv Huaiyang snapped his fingers, causing the void to shatter explosively and fold into an enormous Dark Ghost Realm that engulfed a multitude of the Thunder Swords.

Lv Hu and Lv Bao bellowed in unison, dense black fog thick as mud surging from their forms to create a shadowy mist cloud that expanded toward the sky swarming with golden Thunder Swords, plunging the void into darkness wherever it advanced and dissolving the Thunder Swords into oblivion.

“Heh, a Thunder Cultivator?!” Lv Huaiyang arched a brow, snapping all ten fingers.

The space encircling Zhao Sheng crumbled successively, morphing into successive Ghost Realms, from which endless spectral figures surged forth, unleashing shrieks and otherworldly cries as they assaulted the true form of his Primordial Spirit.

Zhao Sheng's expression turned grave as stone, Thunder Light surging around him. His colossal frame abruptly swelled further, shifting into a massive lion cloaked in golden fur with azure eyes.

A piercing Thunder Light enveloped everything nearby, every strand of fur bristling upright, radiating an overwhelming destructive presence beyond words.

Roar!

The lion's thunderous bellow echoed across billions of miles through space-time, its shockwaves crackling like lightning and surging like waves, bearing the might to annihilate all in its path, and it engulfed Lv Huaiyang's three avatars in a flash.

Aah!

Two piercing cries rang out, and the endless dark mists vanished abruptly. The two fiendish beings, Lv Hu and Lv Bao, appeared scorched, their forms swiftly charring and decaying to expose chunks of translucent bones.

Lv Huaiyang moved with lightning speed, shifting away from harm at the last second, barely dodging disaster.

Thunder Cultivators serve as the bane of every Ghost Cultivator, zombie, and other entities tied to yin attributes! Lv Huaiyang's three avatars also favored the yin nature, making them vulnerable exactly to the Thunder Roar Lion's manifestation.

Seizing the momentum, Zhao Sheng pressed the attack without pause, parting his crimson maw wide to unleash a massive Thunder Pillar, hurtling directly at a specific patch of emptiness.

Lv Huaiyang's look remained calm, materializing right there. As the Thunder Pillar neared, a faint shift crossed his features.

In a flash, his hands blurred with rapid motion, hurling an object ahead.

A ray of crystalline glow shot into the void, smashing straight into the Thunder Pillar.

Boom!

A huge swath of the void caved in, shards of crystal light scattering, and surprisingly, a statue over a zhang tall, featuring a beast's head atop a human torso, materialized in its place.

The statue fractured at once, breaking apart into myriad fragments that melted away into nothing amid the Thunder Light.

At the same time, the Thunder Pillar shattered too, its force dropping to just a fraction.

Anger flickered across Lv Huaiyang's face, and with a mental command, Lv Hu and Lv Bao popped up behind him from nowhere, howling as they fused into his frame.

The instant after, Lv Huaiyang's body ballooned outward, sprouting two extra heads resembling those of a tiger and leopard beside his neck, while four more arms sprouted, reshaping him into a horrifying three-headed, six-armed beast.

Roar!

The Thunder Roar Lion form let loose another savage roar, a sprawling Thunder Domain rushing forth to clash directly against the opposing Dark Ghost Realm.

Lv Huaiyang's visage paled, his six palms swiftly weaving an odd Dharma Seal, while the three heads droned on in chant.

In a mere instant, a throng of colossal ghostly silhouettes materialized within the Dark Ghost Realm, shaped like demonic creatures such as wolves, insects, tigers, leopards, Jiao Pythons, Peng birds, and serpents.

They exuded a chilling presence, storming into the Thunder Domain, falling one after another yet steadily draining its energy.

For each one slain, ten sprang up; for every ten destroyed, a hundred emerged! They surged without end, relentlessly.

Within mere breaths, the Thunder Domain had contracted noticeably, and the mana of the Thunder Roar Lion form drained at an alarming rate.

A sly glint passed through Lv Huaiyang's eyes, as a heavy black Mystic Light coiled around him, and he strode into the Dark Ghost Realm, vanishing completely.

The following instant, an enormous shadow burst from the void under Zhao Sheng, six enormous obsidian hands lunging out to seize the Thunder Roar Lion's four limbs and tail.

“You brat from Tianqiong, I'll rip you apart!” Lv Huaiyang's enraged voice boomed forth immediately.

“Heh heh, today one of us dies—hand over your life!” Zhao Sheng shot back with savage intensity.

Their exchange unfolded through Divine Thoughts, stretching long in perception but passing in a heartbeat of reality.

Lv Huaiyang's face twisted in savage fury, his three heads blazing with fierce black radiance, abruptly detaching to chomp down viciously on the Thunder Roar Lion.

In that split second, they morphed into three rivulets of black “liquid” that burrowed into the Thunder Roar Lion's interior.

Concurrently, the six arms conjured a horde of eerie black phantoms, madly burrowing into the Thunder Roar Lion's form.

Even the Thunder Roar Lion's body, tough as Vajra, failed to halt these peculiar black shadows.

“Explode!”

Zhao Sheng's eyes narrowed sharply, and he bellowed with full force.

Boom!

The Thunder Roar Lion's frame bloated wildly before detonating, becoming a blazing golden sun that ravaged a thousand miles of void, whipping up a ferocious gale that rent space-time asunder.

Right then, a five-hued Thunder Light ascended gradually from the golden sun's core, and on its edge, a jagged silver-white band pulsed amid the Thunder Light—it was none other than the Residual Immortal Artifact, the Five Thunder Ring.

On this outing, Zhao Sheng had wisely carried it with him, proving his sharp foresight and sly nature.

At the Five Thunder Ring's heart, a clump of black glow thrashed about wildly, yet escape proved impossible.

Even more, it shrank visibly at a rapid pace, its luster fading. From inside the black glow, a head poked out suddenly—Lv Huaiyang's, ashen and etched with dread, his lips parting to plead for mercy.

Yet before a word escaped, the Five Elements Divine Thunder wiped it away.

The very moment all three avatars met their end, distant in Immortal Cave Heaven, Lv Huaiyang's expression twisted in shock, the “Ghost Moon” hovering behind his head flickering dimly at once, growing hazy and indistinct.

“Damn you! You Tianqiong brat, from this day forward, we'll be mortal enemies. I must avenge this grudge, or my Heart Demon will haunt me eternally!” Lv Huaiyang bellowed, his carving knife slashing savagely at the crystal projection in front of him.

The crystal projection crumbled to powder instantly, and the vast hall tumbled down in a flash, reduced to dust.

…

The Five Thunder Ring floated suspended in the air, instantly locking the surrounding void in stasis.

The next moment, a golden Thunder Light burst from the Five Thunder Ring, expanding solidly through the void, and in an eyeblink, reformed into a human shape.

Zhao Sheng reached out a hand, drawing the Five Thunder Ring down swiftly, where it slipped into his body and vanished entirely.

Afterward, he scanned the area, his Divine Thought spreading like rippling waves, soon claiming a black pearl.

This black pearl ranked as a scarce storage treasure, famously called the Void Pupil Pearl.

The Void Pupil Pearl enjoyed fame on par with the Big Belly Bag, and both stood among the rare storage items usable within the Burial Immortal Ruins.

Zhao Sheng spared it no glance, stowing the Void Pupil Pearl with a flick of his wrist, then wordlessly triggered Space-Time Teleportation, vanishing from sight.

Shortly after his departure, several streaks of light materialized in the void, and potent Divine Thoughts swept the site rapidly, detecting signs of a brutal clash but unable to pinpoint the combatants!

Still, with the Hundred Immortals Conference freshly ended, this new violent skirmish clearly involved Unification Realm participants.

A handful of Unification Realm Experts rushed in soon after, then departed just as fast.

This thoroughly devastated void began mending quickly under the sway of Space-time Law, its rift with the Dark Sky sealing up as pristine as before.

Five Thunders Cave Heaven.

Zhao Sheng's eyes snapped open abruptly, staring skyward at the Tianqiong, as though beholding the intense clash near the Immortal Qi Lake.

“Lv Huaiyang? Just who are you, really?” Zhao Sheng whispered to himself, a fissure silently tearing open in the void ahead.

With a single step, he entered the fissure and blinked out of existence.

Before much time passed, Zhao Sheng reached the interior of the Jade Void Cave beneath Dragon Head Peak.

After countless years, the Jade Void Cave had changed beyond recognition, not just swelling to nearly ten times its former size, but crucially, the Jade Void Spirit Pond had evolved into a full lake, fed by a spring at its depths as wide as a barrel, perpetually spouting thousands of strands of Mystic Crystal Origin Qi.

From time to time, a thread of Tao Spirit Mechanism mingled in with the Mystic Crystal Origin Qi.

Whenever a Tao Spirit Mechanism surfaced, the Jade Gourd encircling the spring absorbed it right away, hoarding it within.

Right now, a towering figure grand as a mountain sat in lotus position aloft, immersed in silent meditation. It was none other than Zhao Xuanjing, the forebear of the Divine Artisan Zhao Clan.