Thunder Source Liquid

Wang Zhan slightly raised his eyelids, looking at the stone barbarian whose momentum had surged before him. He was nothing more than a madman who relied on brute force.

The ants that came before were too weak. He would use this barbarian to test his recent gains.

“Are you done talking? If so, hurry up and come face your death!” Wang Zhan coldly spat out a few words.

“Hmph, playing tricks! Take this punch!”

Provoked by Wang Zhan's contemptuous gaze, Shi Man roared as his blood and Qi erupted, throwing a fierce punch.

This punch was heavy and straightforward, the purest expression of raw power.

Wang Zhan's eyes narrowed briefly, and instead of dodging, he met the attack head-on with a punch of his own.

It seemed Shi Man had obtained some great opportunity this time; his aura was much stronger than before. Wang Zhan wanted to see just how far the barbarian's physical form had progressed.

“Thump!”

The fists collided, sending a violent shockwave spreading outwards. Both figures trembled, each retreating half a step.

“Impressive! You really have some brute strength!”

Wang Zhan thought to himself. This youngster's body was certainly not to be underestimated. In terms of pure physical toughness alone, although it didn't match his own Celestial Desolate Sacred Body, it wasn't far off either.

Meanwhile, a glint of excitement flashed in Shi Man's eyes.

“The Celestial Desolate Sacred Body is nothing special. Try another punch from your Grandpa Shi!”

Shi Man's attack intensified, his fist a storm of ferocity, fully demonstrating his raw power.

Wang Zhan activated his Sacred Body, meeting force with force, trading blows in a series of fierce exchanges.

Rumbling sounds filled the air as their figures crossed paths. Every clash caused the ground to tremble, cracks splintering across the earth beneath them.

After several exchanges, Wang Zhan had already taken the measure of his opponent.

“His strength is indeed impressive. But he relies too heavily on his body. His technique is rough, full of exposed weaknesses.”

He stopped fighting outright. His movements turned fluid, weaving through the countless fists.

“You put all your strength into every strike, leaving no room for recovery. There is a moment of delay as your energy replenishes!”

With a calm voice, Wang Zhan thrust a finger precisely at the gap between Shi Man's expended force and the instant his new power surged—aiming for his ribs.

Shi Man let out a muffled groan, feeling his Qi and blood falter, his violent attack abruptly slowing.

“Your stance is steady, but your transitions are stiff. Your left leg applies too much force, leaving your guard open for an instant!”

Following like a shadow, Wang Zhan lifted his foot and swept exactly into Shi Man's right leg.

Shi Man staggered, nearly losing his balance, anger and shock rising within him.

“Your rage clouds your mind, and your chaos shows in your sloppy technique!”

Wang Zhan's voice sounded again, blasting in Shi Man's ears.

The rest of the battle fell entirely under Wang Zhan's control.

He no longer clashed head-on with Shi Man but tested his own prior insights.

Each blow found the weak points in Shi Man's flow of energy and the gaps in his attacks.

Despite possessing overwhelming strength, Shi Man seemed trapped in a pit of quicksand. Every punch landed on air. His power found no outlet, leaving him frustrated to the point of spitting blood!

He felt like a child whose every hidden card had been exposed, taunted and toyed with at will.

“Boring.”

Seeing that Shi Man's momentum was fading and his openings widened, Wang Zhan lost interest.

Focusing his blood and Qi into a single point, he seized the moment after Shi Man's full-powered strike, when his center was wide open, and shot out a punch.

This blow was as fast as lightning, perfectly aimed at the center of Shi Man's chest where his Qi gathered.

“Pfft!”

Shi Man's whole body jolted as if struck by thunder. The power he had concentrated instantly scattered, leaving him frozen in place. The arrogance on his face transformed into disbelief and despair.

Wang Zhan struck true but didn't pursue. He merely watched coldly, his gaze indifferent.

“A Northern Domain prodigy? Hah. This is all you have.” Humoring yourself. Now get lost, or die.”

Shi man stared at Wang Zhan's effortless victory, feeling the sharp pain in his chest and the churning of his Qi, hearing the freezing word “get lost.”

A chilling sense of unprecedented humiliation surged into his heart.

“You!”

Shi Man's face flushed bright red. He wanted to spit out a threatening retort, but the words stuck in his throat, refusing to come out. Finally, he choked out a few words.

“Wang Zhan, I, Shi Man, will remember this.”

Gnashing his teeth, he clutched his chest and turned into a streak of light, fleeing the scene in disgrace. The same way he had come in arrogance, he departed in shame.

Wang Zhan watched the direction Shi Man disappeared, then pulled back his fist and sat down cross-legged again, returning to his contemplation.

The surrounding cultivators who had secretly thought of challenging Wang Zhan watched the mighty Shi Man being bested so easily—exposing gaping weaknesses in their eyes like a rank novice. For a while, anyone who had been stirred with restless intentions fell silent.

Shi Man's defeat proved once again that Wang Zhan was still Wang Zhan.

No, Wang Zhan now was even stronger than before.

His string of losses to War Asura and Sword Baiyi wasn't a sign of weakness—it meant those two monsters were simply too powerful.

Thunder Valley.

Wang Xiaopang worked like an untiring artificer, carefully harvesting the thunder's might. He successfully refined thirty-six copies of the terrifying Nine-layer Dao Lightning Talisman, each pulsing with oppressive energy.

Gazing at the thick stack of talismans radiating a sense of impending destruction, a huge grin spread across his face un spreading else. Yes, safety in numbers right there on his person.

“Hehehe, thirty-six!”

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Daring not to linger there any longer, he slunk off in disgrace, changing direction and groping his way toward another area that looked even more filled with lightning, yet seemed empty of people.

This time, as he ventured deep into the thunder, his gaze inadvertently swept across the core storm region ahead.

He froze for a moment. “What’s that? Looks like a clump of liquid.”

He looked again, squinting. At the heart of the raging lightning, a pool of slowly flowing liquid, the size of a fist, hung suspended in midair.

Source Lightning Fluid!

The legendary essential essence of Thunder’s origin!