The Legendary Son-in-law of the Emperor Chapter 1857 - 1854: Thunder Pond

"Young Master, those individuals also appear to be Snow Storers..."

Walking alongside Ye Xuan, Cheng Kes softly remarked as she observed the people from the four great families on Fu Lei Heaven from a distance.

However, Cheng Kes refrained from making any casual sketches. This was Fu Lei Heaven, territory belonging to the four major families; unauthorized drawings could invite needless trouble.

"Most Snow Storers are even less significant than those reincarnators who represent failure."

Ye Xuan's demeanor was composed as he stated, "Many Snow Storers merely chose to undergo self-sealing because they saw no hope in their current era. They planned to emerge in a more opportune time, masking their intentions as seeking fortune and avoiding calamity."

"Throughout the vast expanse of time, while there have been individuals who, as Reincarnators or Snow Storers, reached the pinnacle, those Snow Storers often possessed inherent advantages or opportunities."

"To depend on so-called fortune to achieve emperorship is, by its very nature, incredibly foolish."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Kes blinked, still somewhat perplexed. "But didn't everyone say that Snow Storers have already achieved invincibility at their level, and they choose to contend with the prodigies of the next era, maintaining their undefeated status in order to prove their emperorship?"

The Snow Storers Ye Xuan described were entirely different from what Cheng Kes had previously understood.

Ye Xuan offered a detached smile and explained, "The earliest Snow Storers were indeed like that, embodying the glory of their time. However, things changed later, and the same applied to the Reincarnators."

He had personally witnessed the rise and fall of numerous eras, consequently observing countless Snow Storers and Reincarnators.

Thus, his comprehension of these two categories far surpassed that of anyone else.

Cheng Kes contemplated his words and murmured, "But I still believe those Snow Storers are very formidable."

Ye Xuan cast a glance at Cheng Kes and responded without haste, "That simply means you are too weak."

Cheng Kes: "..."

She could only think to herself: Does everyone possess your capabilities, Young Master?

Yet, Cheng Kes dared not voice these thoughts, keeping them confined to her heart.

Ye Xuan, perceptive to Cheng Kes's inner monologue, patiently elaborated, "Your innate talent does not lie in cultivation, but rather in your artistic skills. Every path has its specialty, and your Dao is indeed found on the painter's journey."

"Bringing you to the Thunder Pond on this occasion holds significant purpose: to allow you to capture the grandeur of the Thunder Pond in your art. Merely depicting a fraction of its power will enable you to advance further on the Emperor's Road; otherwise, you risk falling behind."

Ye Xuan's declaration left Cheng Kes utterly astonished. "Depict the Thunder Pond?"

Cheng Kes looked at Ye Xuan with a hint of pleading, asking, "Are you jesting, Young Master?"

Even her own master would struggle to capture the unprecedented spectacle of the Thunder Pond.

Despite Ye Xuan's assertion of capturing merely a fraction of its power, it was still the Thunder Pond!

One of the Xuanhuang Nine Prohibitions, the formidable Thunder Pond!

If it were so easily paintable, the path of the painter would not have fallen into such decline.

How many individuals in the world today genuinely walk the painter's path?

They could be counted on a single hand.

"Just paint, cast aside all other concerns."

Ye Xuan wasted no further words.

As their conversation concluded, they traversed Fu Lei Heaven and arrived at the Thunder Pond, renowned as one of the Xuanhuang Nine Prohibitions!

From a distance, the Thunder Pond resembled a vast ocean of lightning, with countless Divine Thunders rolling and strikes densely packed.

Encircling the entire Thunder Pond, an endless chaos churned, effectively containing the Thunder Pond's immense power and preventing its escape.

Despite this containment, merely hovering near the Thunder Pond made one feel utterly insignificant, like a minuscule speck of dust!

It seemed that even a trace of thunder leaking from the pond could instantly obliterate them into nothingness.

This overwhelming sensation was unavoidable, even for Cheng Kes, who had already attained the Heaven and Earth Great Sage realm.

Cheng Kes's delicate face turned pale, and she swallowed audibly, her eyes wide with extreme gravity.

"Remember what I told you."

Ye Xuan showed no intention of halting, flying directly towards the Thunder Pond.

"Ah?!"

"Young Master!"

Cheng Kes cried out in shock, her face draining of color, too startled to intercept Ye Xuan as he plunged into the Thunder Pond.

"It's over..."

Cheng Kes felt as though she had been struck by lightning.

Boom!

Precisely as Ye Xuan entered the Thunder Pond, innumerable bolts of thunder surged towards him instantaneously.

The terrifying Power of Destruction enveloped Ye Xuan's entire being, intent on tearing him asunder.

However, for reasons unknown, the thunder that struck Ye Xuan transformed into tendrils of lightning that merely coursed over his body, utterly incapable of inflicting harm!

Ye Xuan emerged completely unharmed!

Yet, the ceaseless thunderbolts continued their assault on Ye Xuan without pause!

Witnessing this spectacle from beyond the Thunder Pond, Cheng Kes’s eyes widened in disbelief, her jaw slack.

A sudden idea struck Cheng Kes at this very moment.

This profound moment absolutely had to be immortalized through art!

Without a second thought, Cheng Kes produced the sketchpad she always carried and began to capture the awe-inspiring scene with all her artistic might.

However, the nature of the Thunder Pond proved its own challenge, making the depiction of such a miraculous event no simple feat.

Beads of perspiration formed on Cheng Kes’s brow, her complexion paling as she desperately tried to etch the scene into her memory.

It was only when she attempted to paint that the sheer difficulty of the Thunder Pond became apparent; several sheets of drawing paper were rendered useless in her failed attempts.

Cheng Kes was compelled to alter her strategy, intending to find her artistic breakthrough by focusing on Ye Xuan’s form.

Yet, she had attempted this very thing before, and the task of capturing Ye Xuan in a painting had eluded her completely.

"Wait!"

"Perhaps he is one with the thunder right now; that could be the key!"

A flash of inspiration illuminated Cheng Kes’s mind.

Acting on this sudden insight, she centered her effort on the image of Ye Xuan enveloped by the thunder. It was through this approach that she finally succeeded in painting Ye Xuan for the first time.

Though Ye Xuan’s physical form was entirely concealed, the depiction was undeniably a success!

Before long, a remarkably vivid and divine painting materialized.

It showcased a silhouette wreathed in lightning, navigating the immense expanse of the Thunder Pond, immersed in its electrical fury. The figure appeared to command myriad thunders, exuding an unfathomable, terrifying aura!

Upon beholding her creation, Cheng Kes finally allowed a smile of pure joy to grace her lips, a sense of immense burden lifting from her spirit.

Shifting her gaze back towards the Thunder Pond, she observed that Ye Xuan’s presence had vanished, suggesting he had ventured further into its depths.

A wave of concern washed over Cheng Kes, yet she was powerless to intervene, leaving her with no choice but to remain and await his return.

Meanwhile.

Ye Xuan had already proceeded to the innermost reaches of the Thunder Pond.

The ceaseless, boundless thunderbolts struck with destructive force, annihilating all in their path.

However, where these bolts made contact with Ye Xuan, they served to refine his physical form.

After all, Ye Xuan’s Daoist Body had long approached the verge of Great Success; only the formidable Heavenly Dao Suppression had prevented him from achieving that final step.

The crushing Power of Destruction emanating from the Thunder Pond proved insufficient to shatter Ye Xuan’s extraordinary physique.

Seven Immortal Bodies, augmented by the ancient, unparalleled Daoist Body.

No one, neither in ages past nor in the time to come, could ever compare.

It was a unique existence in all the world!

"Nine Netherworld Phoenix."

Having reached a sufficiently advantageous location, Ye Xuan summoned the Nine Netherworld Phoenix, which lay dormant within the Nine Netherworld Jade.

The Nine Netherworld Phoenix stirred sluggishly from its slumber. Yet, upon sensing the tumultuous environment surrounding Ye Xuan, it immediately became agitated, exclaiming, "Ye Xuan, what exactly are you attempting to do?!"