Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
There were too many beams of sword energy and three-colored thunderbolts in the Thunder Valley, and Qingfeng wouldn’t be able to return even with his ability. He thought about how he would enter the Thunder Valley.
Suddenly, Qingfeng slightly frowned, as he had a thought. He was an outsider and wasn’t familiar with the Fallen Immortal Arena, but the Linglong Saintess was very familiar with this area. He could ask the Linglong Saintess about what had happened.
Qingfeng came to the Linglong Saintess’ side, and asked, “Linglong Saintess, how can I enter the Thunder Valley?”
The Linglong Saintess looked at Qingfeng and thought to herself, You’re clearly not from the saint planets. You’re not even familiar with the basics of the Fallen Immortal Arena.
The Linglong Saintess looked at Qingfeng and explained to him, “The Thunder Valley is a crucial area in the Fallen Immortal Arena. The Thunder Immortal has once trained here in the chaotic era of the universe. It was once his training arena, and the Thunder Immortal Sword was placed in the deepest ends of the Thunder Valley.”
“Under normal circumstances, the Thunder Immortal would rarely appear, but he would automatically appear under emergencies.”
“The Thunder Immortal Sword has clearly felt a rush of turbulence, or a threat, from the battle between you, the three-colored thunderbolt, and the King of Flying Bugs. It has then flown out from the deepest ends of the Thunder Valley.”
Qingfeng nodded and showed that he understood. Qingfeng’s eyes looked at the sword light within the Thunder Valley.
The sword light was incredibly fierce, as it lit up the entire space and tore through the sky and ground as it released three-coloured light. It had one more colour than the black and white lights in Qingfeng’s Yin-Yang Saint Sword.
Qingfeng knew that his Yin-yang Saint Sword was a peak Saint device, and the three-colored thunderbolt Immortal Sword must be an immortal device on the other side.
Qingfeng had already felt a rush of massive force from above, which tore his skin. His body stepped back and couldn’t withstand this massive energy at all.
The other self-cultivators nearby all stepped far away and dared not to approach the Thunder Valley at all.
The Black Wind Saint Son, Thousand Devil Saintess, Mount Tai Saint Son, and Sky-Flame Saint Son were fairly close to the Valley, and all had great power as peak Saint sons. They could rely on the dharma treasures on them to block the attack of this sword ray.
Qingfeng looked at the Linglong Saintess beside him and asked, “There are too many three-colored thunderbolts inside the Thunder Valley. There are tens of thousands of rays, how could I go inside and retrieve the Thunder Immortal Sword inside?”
The Linglong Saintess explained to Qingfeng once again, “It’s daytime right now, you won’t be able to enter. Once it’s a full moon at night, at midnight. The three-colored thunderbolt would all disappear, and by then we could be able to enter into the Thunder Valley to capture the Thunder Immortal Sword.”
“However, the Thunder Immortal Sword has released immortal sword light from above. It’s especially powerful, and you would need its approval, or else it would be extremely difficult to capture it.”
Qingfeng’s face lit up with joy. Once all of the three-colored thunderbolt had disappeared inside the Thunder Valley, he would be able to capture the Thunder Immortal Sword.
Qingfeng had trained in sword technique and was previously trained in fire-elemental sword technique. Later, he had also trained in the Yin-yang Sword technique, and has understood sword intent, as he naturally had a perception of treasure swords.
Qingfeng has also learned the three-colored thunderbolt, as his own body stored three-colored thunderbolt, and was able to block off the remained force of thunder inside the Thunder Valley, and so he had the confidence to capture the Thunder Immortal Sword.
Of course, Qingfeng had plenty of enemies like the Black Wind Saint Son, Thousand Devil Saintess, Mount Tai Saint Son, and Sky-Flame Saint Son. They were all powerful competitors, but Qingfeng didn’t fear them at all.
The time went by very fast, and it turned into night in the blink of an eye. All was silent, as everything around turned quiet.
The three-colored thunderbolt in the sky disappeared as well.
A crisp clear moon hung in the sky. It glowed with silver light that engulfed the ground and added a blurry beauty to the Fallen Immortal Arena.
Qingfeng slightly frowned. He didn’t enter the Thunder Valley then, instead he closely inspected the moon in the sky.
Confusion appeared in the Linglong Saintess’ eyes as she asked, “Why didn’t you go into the Thunder Valley? Look at the Black Wind Saint Son, Mount Tai Saint Son, Thousand Devil Saintess, and the Sky-Flame Saint Son, they had all entered.”
Qingfeng asked, “Look at the moon in the sky. Isn’t there something special about it? Haven’t you noticed? This is the Fallen Immortal Arena, where did the moon come from? Has it always been here, or did it come from another planet?”
The Linglong Saintes slightly frowned, as confusion appeared in her eyes. Clearly, she had never thought of this problem before.
The Linglong Saintess thought for a moment, and said, “If I’m guessing correctly, then this moon would have been here since the chaotic period a million years ago. It also appeared above the Fallen Immortal Arena.”
Qingfeng shook his head and said, “I feel that there’s hidden secrets within the moon, but I’m unable to find out just yet. I should enter the Thunder Valley for the time being.”
Black Puppy, the Linglong Saintess, the Clear-wood Saintess and the others all came over and followed behind Qingfeng.
They knew that they were the safest at Qingfeng’s side. Since there were over ten thousand self-cultivators around, they would definitely be attacked by the thunder beasts when they entered the Thunder Valley.”
Even though most of the thunder beasts have already left, there still were the thunder bugs and the King of Flying Bugs inside the Thunder Valley.
The King of Flying Bugs was just heavily wounded by Qingfeng but hadn’t died yet. Instead, it also followed inside.
Ahhhh….
The self-cultivators that just entered shouted painfully, and the miserable cries were heard from the depth of the Valley, which made everyone’s pores tense at the sound.
Qingfeng activated his clairvoyance and released gleaming golden light that saw through the void. He looked forward and noticed that the thunder bugs attacked those self-cultivators once they entered. They died as their hearts and throats were bit through.
It was now night time, and the self-cultivators could only see within a short distance. So, they were caught off guard when they were defenseless, but they began to retaliate right away.
After Qingfeng stepped into the Valley, those thunder bugs all stepped aside and dared not to attack Qingfeng, because they all saw how powerful Qingfeng was. He had defeated their leader, King of Flying Bugs, and death was inevitable if they attacked.
Qingfeng’s eyes looked around the Thunder Valley nonstop, but he still couldn’t find the sight of Thunder Immortal Sword.
Hints of suspicion appeared in his heart, and the Thunder Valley before him was very big, of roughly the surface area of ten or so cities, similar to the country of Lingyun.
The Thunder Immortal Sword was in the middle of the Valley, and one could see countless three-colored sword lights that rushed towards the sky from the bottom of the Valley. However, no one could see the Thunder Immortal Sword’s true form, as its true form should still be at the very bottom of the Valley.
