Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
Qingfeng Li stored the thunder inside, running it through his body.
His broken bones were healing and reconnecting; his injured body was regenerating and recovering.
There was a large amount of spirit energy inside the Thunder Lake, and more thunder was gathering toward Qingfeng Li, providing power and nutrition to him and healing his wounds.
In a few minutes, the hole in Qingfeng Li’s chest was recovered, and the flesh and bones had all regenerated.
Anyone would be shocked if saw this scene. Qingfeng Li was forging his body with thunder and making it more powerful.
Qingfeng Li felt his skin, muscles, and bones become more powerful after being tempered by the thunder.
He could definitely withstand the Nine-headed Golden Lion’s Ninth Stance of the Heavenly Hammer at this moment.
But the most important thing for him now was to comprehend the Yin-Yang Phantom Sword.
He had already understood the insights of the Ninth Stance of the Heavenly Hammer from the previous attacks. It was his best opportunity to learn the Yin-Yang Phantom Sword.
Qingfeng Li said to himself, “Nine-headed Golden Lion, wait and see. After I learn the Yin-Yang Phantom Sword, you’ll pay for what you did.”
Qingfeng Li was at the bottom of the Thunder Lake. Though he was surrounded by lake water, there was still some thunder. But he had the Thunder Pearl with him and had practiced the Thunder Chant so that the thunder couldn’t harm him.
Some thunder beasts saw Qingfeng Li and wanted to attack him. Qingfeng Li flipped his finger, shooting out a beam of golden lights, and easily killed them.
The other thunder beasts noticed how powerful Qingfeng Li was and fled away, daring not to attack him.
Then the bottom of the lake turned silent, and Qingfeng Li could comprehend the Yin-Yang Phantom Sword without interruption.
Qingfeng Li had realized something fromthe Nine-headed Golden Lion’s Ninth Stance of the Heavenly Hammer. The Golden Saint Hammer was powerful because of its speed. By wielding it very fast, the Golden Saint Hammer could turn from one into two, three, four, until nine hammers.
Finally, nine giant hammers merged into one, with the power equivalent to nine Dharma Treasures. It was like you were fighting with someone else, and you could hit him at the same spot with nine punches simultaneously, which was impossible to withstand.
Qingfeng Li kept wielding his Yin-Yang Saint Sword, creating whirlpools in the lake.
He performed the first stance, Yin Sky Sword, in the beginning, then the second stance, Yang Light Sword. Yin Sky Sword shot out black lights, while Yang Light Sword shot out the white ones.
Then Qingfeng Li performed the third stance, Whirlpool Sword. It was the combination of the first and second stances, merging the black lights and white lights, forming a giant whirlpool, rolling in the lake.
Then Qingfeng Li combined these three stances all together, and got the fourth stance, Yin-Yang Phantom Sword.
The long sword in his hand moved fast like whirlwinds, swift like thunder, flashing like lightning, then turning into beams of black-and-white light.
The black-and-white light was like the first light after the creation. With one slash, the sword could destroy space, silence the world, and freeze everything.
Qingfeng Li was practicing the Yin-Yang Phantom Sword in the lake and knew nothing of the outside.
Many self-cultivators considered Qingfeng Li dead and kept talking good about the Nine-headed Golden Lion. Some were even sucking him up shamelessly.
“Nine-headed Golden Lion, my lord, you’re too powerful. No wonder you can rank in the top 50 on the Hidden Dragon List. I feel you can go further and rank in the top 30.”
“Right, your Ninth Stance of the Heavenly Hammer is much more powerful than me. Perhaps only the Saints from the four upper-grade saint sects can fight with you.”
“Nine-headed Golden Lion, my lord, how about taking me as your minion?”
The surrounding self-cultivators were all fawning over the Nine-headed Golden Lion.
Of course, all these self-cultivators were from low-grade or middle-grade sects. As for those from upper-grade sects, they didn’t value the Nine-headed Golden Lion that much, for they were upper-grade Saints themselves.
But among the ten thousand of self-cultivators, most were gathering toward the Nine-headed Golden Lion and wanted to follow him.
The Nine-headed Golden Lion laughed and said with conceit, “Good, you guys can be my minions, and I’ll treat you well. Whoever dares to offend me will end up like Qingfeng Li. He was stabbed through the chest by me and died in the lake.”
Hearing the Nine-headed Golden Lion’s words, the Blood Sea Saint’s delicate face looked pale, and she couldn’t control her tears.
But she was tied up by the Nine-headed Golden Lion and couldn’t move. If she could move freely, she would fight and avenge Qingfeng Li even if she would perish together with the Nine-headed Golden Lion.
The Blood Sea Saint knew Qingfeng Li was hit into the lake because of her.
In the other direction, the Vast Sky Saint Son looked at the Linglong Saintess and laughed, saying, “The Linglong Saintess, you lost the bet. Qingfeng Li was defeated. Now you can give me the Cosmic Pearl.”
The Vast Sky Saint Son looked at the Cosmic Pearl in the Linglong Saintess’s hand. It was a powerful upper-grade Dharma Treasure and could defend against thunder.
It was very useful in the Thunder Lake and would help the Vast Sky Saint Son when fighting for the treasure later.
The Linglong Saintess frowned with confusion. She felt Qingfeng Li was not destined to die, and he had reserved his power in the fight. The Linglong Saintess didn’t understand why he would die.
Suddenly, the Linglong Saintess frowned with an idea occurring in her head, “Could Qingfeng Li have fallen into the lake deliberately? He has broken into the middle-grade during the fight. Maybe he wanted to achieve another break through?”
Thinking of this possibility, the Linglong Saintess smiled and said, “Vast Sky Saint Son, it’s not over yet. How about waiting for another while?”
The Vast Sky Saint Son laughed and said, “Linglong Saintess, are you stalling because you don’t want to give me the Cosmic Pearl?”
The Linglong Saintess stared at the Vast Sky Saint Son, saying, “I have never broken my promise. I don’t value the Cosmic Pearl that much. Just wait, and Qingfeng Li will show up in the next few minutes. Otherwise, I’ll hand the Cosmic Pearl over.”
The Vast Sky Saint Son then said, “Alright, I’ll wait, and you’ll be utterly convinced.”
The Vast Sky Saint Son determined that Qingfeng Li was dead, for he knew how powerful the Ninth Stance of the Heavenly Hammer were. Even he couldn’t guarantee that he could defeat the Nine-headed Golden Lion, let alone Qingfeng Li.
