Wind Thunder Valley

In the blink of an eye, only Fang Hanyu was left standing alone at the crossroads.

Almost the moment Ling Xi's figure disappeared, a barely perceptible black shadow wriggled slightly in the void not far away. It was the Black Dragon Xiaobai, who had been secretly protecting the way.

Xiaobai was on the verge of tears at this moment. He murmured with a divine thought that only he could hear.

"This is really a big problem! One is going east, one is going south, and one is going west. Which one should I follow?!"

Although with his cultivation at the Great Emperor Realm, his spiritual consciousness could easily cover the entire Eastern Region and reach anywhere in an instant.

However, even a Great Emperor was not omnipotent. If there was a sudden crisis, especially one involving existences of the same level or certain forbidden restrictions in dangerous places, if he failed to arrive in time just because of that instant, the consequences would be unimaginable!

He couldn't bear such a responsibility.

Xiaobai helplessly flicked his tail.

Suddenly, the black light around his body flashed extremely obscurely, and two thin wisps of black gas, which were condensed with boundless imperial aura, quietly separated and instantly transformed into two miniature snake shadows exactly the same as his original body.

Although these two imperial aura avatars were not as perfect as his original body, they still possessed about 90% of his earth - shattering power, which was enough to handle most unexpected situations.

The next moment, one avatar silently disappeared into the void and followed the trail of Wang Xiaopang.

The other one merged into the gentle breeze of heaven and earth and quietly tailed Ling Xi's departing path.

As for Xiaobai's original body, he once again concealed his aura and firmly locked onto Fang Hanyu, whose aura was the most sharp and whose goal was the most clear.

"Let's just follow this guy with the most killing intent. It seems that something is most likely to happen on his side..."

Fang Hanyu was completely unaware of what was happening in the void behind him.

He raised his eyes and calmly looked in the direction of the sky where the ruins of the Demon Heaven Sect were located. That was once the battlefield between Xiao Ruobai and Wang Zhan, and it was also the place where he must go to prove his swordsmanship again.

The next moment, he took a step forward, and his figure suddenly became blurred, turning into a pure and sharp sword light that cut through the clouds and disappeared in an instant.

The Thunder and Wind Valley lived up to its name.

Thunderclouds hung low all year round, as if they could be touched, making people feel extremely oppressed.

Purple lightning snakes as thick as a child's arm wriggled wildly in the clouds, and from time to time, they tore through the sky, striking the ground with a violent and destructive aura, creating huge charred pits. The air was filled with pure but violent thunder power.

Even in the outer area of this forbidden land, there were still a few scattered figures.

Most of them were sitting cross - legged in relatively safe areas, with strong or weak thunder light swirling around their bodies. They were using the rich thunder aura here to temper themselves and practice their cultivation techniques.

These people were obviously cultivators who practiced thunder - attribute cultivation techniques. Although the Thunder and Wind Valley was a dangerous place for them, it was also a rare treasure land. They kept a vigilant distance from each other and did not interfere with each other.

Just then, a somewhat round stream of light sneaked furtively to the edge of the Thunder and Wind Valley and revealed its figure behind a rock. It was Wang Xiaopang.

"Hiss... This place is even scarier than what's drawn on the map!"

Wang Xiaopang poked his head out and looked around, feeling the hair - raising thunder pressure. A look of fear flashed across his chubby face.

He glanced at those thunder cultivators who were practicing in the distance and murmured to himself, "Goodness, they're all tough guys. They can stay in this kind of place."

He licked his dry lips, and his small eyes sparkled with a shrewd light.

"Fortune favors the brave! Whether I, Fatty, can refine the legendary Nine - Heavens Thunder - Controlling Talisman and use the innate thunder energy in this valley as ink depends on this attempt!"

He didn't rush in rashly. Instead, he first furtively set up seven or eight small formations at the outer edge of the valley entrance to conceal his aura and avoid lightning.

Then, he pasted more than a dozen "Lightning - Avoiding Talismans" on himself like a crazy painter until he was wrapped up like a glowing zongzi. Only then did he carefully make his way inside.

The most crucial step in refining the Nine - Heavens Thunder - Controlling Talisman was to collect the purest wisp of "Extreme Yang Thunder Energy" at the center of the valley.

This thing was extremely masculine and violent. An ordinary cultivator would be injured just by touching it, let alone collecting and refining it.

He clung tightly to the charred mountain wall and inched his way towards the area at the center of the valley where thunderstorms were dense.

Every deafening thunderclap made him and the "Lightning - Avoiding Talismans" tremble violently.

"Goodness, with all this noise, my heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys are almost shaken out..."

He murmured to himself while staring intently at the area at the center of the valley that was completely submerged in the blinding thunder light.

There, countless thick purple thunderbolts intertwined and collided like giant dragons, and the destructive aura made the space distort slightly.

At the very core of the thunderstorm, there were faint glimpses of fine but dazzling golden electric lights flashing by!

"Extreme Yang Thunder Energy! That's it!"

Wang Xiaopang's small eyes suddenly lit up, and his breathing quickened a bit.

But he didn't act impulsively.

First, he took out a special gourd with mysterious spiritual - guiding runes engraved on its surface.

This gourd was called the "Thunder - Containing Gourd", and it was a container he had specially refined for this mission, which could preserve the spirituality of the thunder energy to the greatest extent.

Then, he took out three silver talismans made of a strange material and emitting spatial fluctuations. These talismans could attract the thunder energy over in a very short time.

"All or nothing!"

Wang Xiaopang took a deep breath. There was no more of his usual joking expression on his chubby face, only a look of full - concentration and solemnity.

He waited for the moment when that golden thunder energy appeared again, and then suddenly threw the three silver talismans in his hand!

"Go!"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The three silver talismans turned into streams of light and accurately shot into the core of the thunderstorm. In an instant, they extended into three bright silver lines that spanned the thunder domain, like three provocative bridges, pointing directly at that wisp of golden Extreme Yang Thunder Energy!

Hum -!

As if completely enraged, that wisp of originally wandering thunder energy suddenly burst out with a dazzling light, and a destructive will rushed back violently along the silver lines!

It transformed into an enraged golden thunder dragon, which rushed back along the silver lines, bringing with it a terrifying aura that could tear everything apart!

The terrifying pressure suddenly descended, and all the fat on Wang Xiaopang's body tensed up. The shadow of death enveloped his heart!

"Damn it! Why is it so powerful?!"

Wang Xiaopang was so scared that his soul almost flew out of his body. He let out a strange scream and poured all his spiritual power into the Thunder - Containing Gourd in his hand without reservation!

"Get in here, damn it!"

The mouth of the gourd erupted with an unprecedented devouring force, turning into a bottomless whirlpool, trying to forcefully absorb the thunder energy into it!

Boom!

The golden thunder energy violently crashed into the devouring whirlpool at the mouth of the gourd!

The two forces collided wildly, making a dull and loud noise!

Wang Xiaopang's arms shook violently, and the corners of his mouth burst open. Blood instantly stained the gourd!

He gritted his teeth, his eyes were blood - red, and he desperately maintained the suction force of the magic weapon!

Finally, that rootless and source - less thunder energy let out an unwilling hum and was forcibly pulled into the depths of the Thunder - Containing Gourd!

"Seal!"

Almost at the same time when the thunder energy entered the gourd, Wang Xiaopang slapped a purple - golden sealing talisman on the mouth of the gourd!

The gourd in his arms trembled violently, with thunder light wandering on its surface. It took a long time for it to gradually calm down.

He looked at the finally calm gourd and gasped for breath with a lingering fear.

"Cough, cough. This thing is so powerful! I almost killed myself playing with it..."