Dashing Student Chapter 956: White Source Thunder

The spear pierced through Chen Nan’s chest, and the blood-stained spear tip was slowly dripping with blood.

Lei Zhen, who had succeeded, laughed triumphantly, his expression ferocious: "Heh, did you really think I would perish together with you? I am the Little Thunder God, born with a Thunder Spirit Root, destined to stand at the pinnacle of the Cultivation World!"

"And you, you’re just a nobody, destined to be trampled under my feet!"

Chen Nan panted heavily, slowly straightening his body, his hands suddenly gripping the pierced spear tip.

"A nobody only deserves to be trampled underfoot? No, the anger of a nobody will burn everything to ashes!"

He roared, unexpectedly pulling the spear out of his body, blood spurting out instantly.

This scene left Lei Zhen stunned, "You...are you still human?!"

Watching Chen Nan walk towards him step by step, he fearfully wanted to retreat but suddenly found that his body couldn’t move.

At some point, black flames appeared on his shadow.

He could only watch helplessly as Chen Nan came in front of him, revealing a malicious grin full of killing intent.

"No... don’t kill me, I was wrong, I won’t lay a hand on you again..."

"I can become your slave, work for you like a horse or ox, just spare me..."

The fear completely broke Lei Zhen’s spirit. If his body could move, he might have already knelt down by now.

He sobbed bitterly, regretting why he had provoked Chen Nan. If not for putting on an act, he wouldn’t have dared to detonate the thunder gathered within him to perish together with Chen Nan.

Chen Nan gave him no more chances, raising the blood-stained spear high in his hand, and then viciously thrusting it down.

Pfft!

Thus, the once peerless Little Thunder God was pierced through the head with a single spear, losing all signs of life.

After doing all of this, Chen Nan casually grabbed Lei Zhen’s storage bag, then quickly retreated from the Red Prison Thunder’s range.

After all, even he was now covered in wounds, with the Red Prison Thunder invading his body, wreaking havoc within.

"Ugh, it truly wasn’t easy!"

Chen Nan sighed with emotion, having no time to rest, immediately sitting cross-legged on the ground to begin refining the Red Prison Thunder within him while slowly recovering from his injuries.

In this battle, if he hadn’t dragged Lei Zhen into the range of the Red Prison Thunder, where neither of their magic would work and both were wounded by the Red Prison Thunder, victory would have been extremely difficult.

Fortunately, with a life force as strong as the Demon Clan’s, he laughed last.

This refining and healing took Chen Nan a full three days, and now the thunder within him had taken on a faint red glow.

Though the Red Prison Thunder was not fully refined, he could barely control it, allowing him to traverse the Red Prison Thunder Pool.

Beyond a hundred steps of the Red Prison Thunder lay the most terrifying Purple Sky Divine Thunder, and without hesitation, Chen Nan continued to refine it.

Where else outside could he find such a Thunder Pool for cultivation? So even if it cost all his time, it was worth it.

...

Fifteen days passed in a flash, and half of the secret realm’s opening time had already elapsed.

Tang Zhirou and Xuan Hui had been waiting outside the Thunder Pool all this time.

Especially Tang Zhirou, who was so anxious she couldn’t sit still, pacing back and forth, her heart filled with worry.

Meanwhile, Xuan Hui sat on the ground chanting Buddhist scriptures, praying for Chen Nan.

Only at this time did he truly seem like a Buddha Son of the Buddhist Sect.

The cultivators outside the Xuanting Thunder Pool were previously worried about incurring Chen Nan’s revenge.

But after so much time had passed, they were no longer concerned.

After all, except for the Little Thunder God Lei Zhen, no one else could last half a month in the Thunder Pool.

"Heh, I thought he was so powerful, but after all this time without coming out, he’s probably been blasted to pieces by the thunder!"

"That’s what you get for overestimating yourself!"

"I even worried for a bit, but it turns out he’s just a waste."

They sneered quietly, completely ignoring that even they didn’t have the ability to enter the Thunder Pool.

Just when Tang Zhirou couldn’t hold back anymore and was about to rush into the Thunder Pool to find Chen Nan, a figure suddenly emerged from the pool.

"Little Thunder God, it must be him; only he can walk in the Thunder Pool!"

"This time, the Little Thunder God’s strength must be even greater!"

"The Little Thunder God is mighty!"

A few cultivators quickly approached the figure, showering it with compliments.

But when the lightning dispersed from the figure’s body, they were utterly dumbfounded.

Because the one who emerged from the Thunder Pool was not the Little Thunder God, but Chen Nan, whom they had mocked earlier!

"How is it you?"

"You’re actually still alive?"

They retreated two steps in shock and then hurriedly covered their mouths.

A cultivator who could walk out of the Thunder Pool unscathed—how could they dare provoke him?

But Chen Nan paid no mind to their mocking words, instead smiling as he approached Tang Zhirou.

"Junior Sister, I’m back!"

Though she was deeply worried, Tang Zhirou crossed her arms and turned away, trying hard to put on an indifferent facade.

"Still alive, are you? If you hadn’t come out soon, we would have left."

Chen Nan knew his junior sister was just tough on the outside but soft on the inside, and quickly said, "I’m sorry, it’s my fault this time, I didn’t expect it to take so long."

Initially, just refining the Purple Sky Divine Thunder shouldn’t have taken this long; who knew that once he started, the Thunder Seed within him would suddenly change color.

Originally, it went from regular blue thunder to Golden Thunder, then to Red Prison Thunder, and finally to Purple Sky Divine Thunder. But when all the thunders were refined, the Thunder Seed turned pure white.

The white lightning appeared holy and safe but contained greater power than the Purple Sky Divine Thunder.

At that moment, Chen Nan gained an insight that this white lightning might be the legendary Hongmeng Origin Thunder.

Only by merging all thunders into one could one obtain the Hongmeng Origin Thunder.

Such stringent conditions—no wonder it became a legend.

Now, the Thunder Seed within Chen Nan was much smaller, and the accumulated Hongmeng Origin Thunder was only enough for one use. But its power was immense, sufficient to become a lethal move!

Xuan Hui also finished chanting and approached Chen Nan with a gentle smile.

"Amitabha, this humble monk said the benefactor had deep fortune, and indeed it was so."

"However, only half a month remains before the secret realm closes. At this moment, more cultivators should have gathered at the Water Moon Palace. I hear that the Yuantian Sect disciples have prepared a lot for this."

At this, Chen Nan immediately grabbed Xuan Hui’s shoulders and shook him.

"Why are you only saying something so important now?"

Xuan Hui was bewildered: "I think I mentioned it before?"

"No, you didn’t!"

Chen Nan asserted confidently, for he heard information about the Yuantian Sect, and Xuan Hui hadn’t mentioned the Yuantian Sect before.

"Let’s go join the excitement too; I also want to witness the Immortal’s legacy."