Sect: Starting with Comprehending Thunder Skill Chapter 1193 - 524: Considering the Bigger Picture

A grand victory caused all the peaks to develop a greater fondness for Li Yunjing, treating him with utmost courtesy.

From the mouths of these Elders and Supreme Elders, Li Yunjing got the answers he desired.

Now among the True Disciples and Vice Sect Leaders, hardly anyone can compete with Li Yunjing.

In the future, the position of "Sect Leader Venerable" of the Shenxiao Dao Sect will most likely fall into Li Yunjing’s hands.

As the sunset gilded the sect’s gate with a golden edge, Li Yunjing stood at the mountain gate, looking back.

"The trial task has been delayed long enough, this trip will be perfect to refine all these techniques!"

He took a deep breath and boarded the "Celestial Patrol Ship" heading west.

As Li Yunjing’s figure vanished into the horizon, in a secret chamber on Dubhe Peak, Xiao Wuji gazed into a mirror at the departing "Celestial Patrol Ship," the corner of his mouth curling into a cold smile: "Arrogant little fellow? Do you think the position of Sect Leader is secure for you? Just wait until you leave the sect..."

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The western lands of the "Great Ming Cultivation Realm" are considered the most barren areas.

Generally, very few cultivators venture to the west for training.

Li Yunjing stood with his hands behind his back at the edge of the "Celestial Patrol Ship’s" deck, letting the fierce wind lift his clothes.

Beneath him, the withered yellow mountains resembled the earth’s rotten wounds, winding toward the horizon’s end, occasionally with dark red rocks protruding, like solidified blood.

Fine black sand floated in the air, producing a rustling sound as they struck the ship’s defensive shield. In the distance, thick ink-like fog slowly surged, sometimes emitting a ghostly green glow, akin to the pupils of a lurking giant beast.

Li Yunjing leisurely contemplated the sword dao experience imparted by Li Cangqiong.

His fingertips lightly traced, a strand of lightning entwined the sword body, sketching out the trajectory of sword intent left by Li Cangqiong in mid-air.

"This sword intent appears bold and powerful, yet subtly contains soft force turning transitions..."

As he murmured to himself, Li Yunjing suddenly focused his gaze.

In the valley below, on a scorched land where not a single blade of grass should grow, a completely transparent plant was flourishing. Its stem flowed with silver-white liquid, refracting a rainbow halo under the sunlight.

"Slow down!"

He shouted the order, and before his voice fell, the entire "Celestial Patrol Ship" suddenly trembled violently.

The ship’s bow compass’s bronze pointer began to spin wildly, ultimately pointing at the strange plant.

Li Yunjing stared at the faint golden runes appearing around the plant, his pupils subtly contracting.

At that moment, the sky abruptly darkened. From the clouds, fine blood droplets seeped out, forming a massive skull silhouette in mid-air.

The skull’s hollow eye sockets held two ghostly green lights, dead set on the "Celestial Patrol Ship," emitting a stench that seeped through the shield’s gaps, causing the metal railings on the deck to rust instantly.

"Hmph! Thunder Evil Warding!"

Li Yunjing returned to the central area, flipping a control token, and instantly the entire "Celestial Patrol Ship" erupted with thunderlight enveloped in five-colored flames, almost in an instant, clearing away the stench.

"Boom!"

A thunderous noise came from the depths of the mountains, and the pitch-black "Ice Spirit Demon Wolf" burst out from the ground.

Under the darkness, the giant wolf’s left eye blue crystal flickered, runes chains on its body undulating with its breaths.

"Awooo..."

It roared vertically, the sound waves shaking the shield on the "Celestial Patrol Ship," as an ice-blue beam tore toward the ship!

"Activate the ship’s cannon!"

Li Yunjing sneered disdainfully.

Now he had upgraded from the "Cyan Cloud Ship" to the "Celestial Patrol Ship," why would he need to act personally?

With Li Yunjing activating the weapon system, nine bronze cannons slowly rose at the ship’s sides, the cannon mouths flowing with ghostly blue light — precisely the "Celestial Thunder Cannons" equipped for him by the Celestial Craft Hall.

No need to use those scarce cannonballs!

Utilizing Thunder Power alone is sufficient.

"Fire!"

With Li Yunjing’s command, the cannon mouths simultaneously emitted dazzling beams, like lightning in a thunderstorm, striking the "Ice Spirit Demon Wolf."

Nine dazzling beams descended like heavenly thunder, violently crashing onto the "Ice Spirit Demon Wolf."

The giant wolf roared, swinging its sharp claws, attempting to scatter the beams. However, the power of the "Celestial Thunder Cannons" far surpassed the ordinary, and upon the collision of beam and wolf claw, a blinding explosion ensued, and the wolf’s claw started to melt under the lightning.

Subsequently, more beams penetrated its defenses, exploding on its body, sending fur, flesh, and runes chains flying everywhere.

"Ooooh..."

The "Ice Spirit Demon Wolf" emitted its final cries, its enormous body falling abruptly, stirring up a dust cloud that covered the skies.

Just as Li Yunjing thought the crisis was over, eerie laughter suddenly echoed from within the dust.

"Boy, do you think killing this beast would solve everything?"

With the voice, dozens of shadows emerged from the dust, led by a person dressed in a black robe, wearing a fearsome bronze mask, surrounded by black mist — a demon cultivator!

Under the control of these people, the blood-colored skull issued a chilling laugh and charged at the "Celestial Patrol Ship!"

As the blood-colored skull moved, the surrounding black mist scattered and transformed into countless bone blades, slicing towards the ship’s shield.

"Hmph, ignorant of your fate!"

Li Yunjing snorted coldly, manipulating the "Celestial Thunder Cannons" again, the cannon mouths glowing brightly, "Chain Lightning Storm!"

Lightning interwove like chains, completely shattering the bone blades.

Yet the demon cultivators didn’t retreat; instead, they formed bizarre hand seals, chanting in unison.

Suddenly, countless cracks opened on the ground, from which countless corpses crawled out. Though their movements were stiff, they possessed immense strength, incredibly flying upwards, trying to latch onto the Celestial Patrol Ship.