Chapter 4714 — The Thunder and Lightning Legacy
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 3
"Why is it blue?" Wei Zhao frowned at the electric arcs leaping across his palm. The giant electric eel's most ordinary arcs were deep purple, while its Heaven's Punishment killing technique was black outright. How had his own lightning ended up the ordinary color blue? Its intimidating presence had immediately fallen by ten levels.
"Heh heh!" At this, the old ghost burst into laughter. Had he possessed a physical body, he would probably have been rolling on the ground by now. Laughing so hard that he could barely catch his breath, he said, "You really are a riot! Lightning is that great electric eel's innate ability, and its cultivation realm is already above the Sea-Splitting stage. That is why it can produce deep-purple and even black electric arcs. And you, a mere human at the Nascent Soul stage, actually want to be just like it. Are you trying to be funny?"
After hearing the old ghost put it that way, Wei Zhao could not help blushing. He had indeed been indulging in a flight of fancy. The giant electric eel could use nothing more than a deep-purple electric arc to ambush and kill Sea-Splitting experts. With his present strength, trying to produce a killing technique of that caliber was indeed absurdly presumptuous.
For Wei Zhao, who had only just crossed the threshold, being able to wield the most basic blue electric arcs proficiently was already quite impressive. As for turning them deep purple, that meant increasing their power by at least ten thousand times. It was simply beyond the ability of someone at the Nascent Soul stage. Humans could not do it, and even spirit beasts gifted with the power of lightning had no hope of achieving it.
As for the black lightning that resembled Heaven's Punishment, until he reached the Sea-Splitting stage, it was something he could do no more than imagine. It was still far, far beyond his reach.
After briefly testing the power of the lightning in his hand, Wei Zhao found that it was more than enough to deal with ordinary people, but insufficient against high-level cultivators. It fell far, far short of what he had imagined: that he would be able to match the Five-Element Killing Aura from the very beginning.
Wei Zhao sighed softly. It seemed that he would have to cultivate diligently from now on. Otherwise, this lightning killing technique on which he placed such high hopes might eventually become nothing more than a burdensome ornament, and that would be a terrible waste of a heavenly gift.
After dismissing the electric arcs leaping across his palm, Wei Zhao finally had the chance to take a proper look around. Aside from being shrouded in blood-colored mist, Heavenly Dao Mountain was actually not particularly remarkable.
There was not a blade of grass or any other vegetation in sight. Only a vast expanse of pitted, uneven ground stretched before him, apparently bearing the traces left behind by that great battle in ancient times.
What surprised Wei Zhao, apart from the countless pits and hollows, was that many people were sitting cross-legged here. They all seemed to be immersed in some kind of realization, their faces variously startled, smiling, or furrowed with frowns. No two expressions were quite the same. The only thing they shared was that they appeared utterly lost in some sort of illusion, unable to free themselves. In all likelihood, they too had been drawn in by the lingering spiritual obsession of some powerful being, just as Wei Zhao had been.
Seeing the dense multitude of people, Wei Zhao initially assumed they were all trial participants who had arrived ahead of him. But after making a rough estimate of their number, he suddenly drew in a sharp breath. The number of people sitting here far exceeded the number who had taken part in this trial.
In other words, the overwhelming majority of these people had been sitting here for years, decades, or even centuries.