Chapter 57: A Storm of Thunder in My Heart (Part Three)

Freed from the constraints of his physical body, Wu Yue’s speed had reached an astonishing level. Yet, in the end, he still failed to catch up with the transmission of his own body.

He heard Xiao Wuxing’s final words, and an endless fury blazed within him, setting his very soul alight.

“Heaven and earth, the five elements—I can move freely among them as I please. Who can stop me? Hahaha! Boy, once I’ve had my fill, I’ll return her to you. There’s no need to rush.”

Boundless flames transformed into a massive dome, covering nearly a hundred miles. Clusters of fire fell from the sky, some as small as a fist, others as large as a millstone.

“You’re mad. You’re nothing but a soul! This is courting your own destruction.” Xiao Wuxing’s voice finally betrayed his terror. To set a hundred miles ablaze—what audacity, what madness.

Having just absorbed the Thunder Realm, Shen Gonglei’s face twisted with ferocity. The sight of his enemy inflamed his hatred.

“Brother Xiao, why don’t the two of us join forces to destroy this fiend?” Shen Gonglei shouted. Yet, strangely, not a sound emerged. He cursed in his heart—how cowardly and despicable Xiao Wuxing was! Nevertheless, his cry drew Wu Yue’s attention, and he had no choice but to fight. Brandishing the Thunder Scepter, he summoned the domain of thunder.

“Utterly laughable.” In Wu Yue’s eyes now, battles of domain and intent like this were nothing more than self-destruction—no, suicide. Without his body, Wu Yue could not wield ordinary spells, but his mastery of the Dao of Intent was supreme, albeit at a tremendous cost.

Shen Gonglei fused his spirit with the scepter, thunder rolling in. Wu Yue’s face remained expressionless as he uttered softly, “Cicada.” A thunderous cicada’s cry erupted, vast and piercing, like countless tiny cicadas buzzing in unison.

A thin line of blood traced down Shen Gonglei’s forehead. His eyes stared wide, yet were already lifeless. The thunder domain vanished before it could form, leaving only a world of fire. A ball of flame struck the top of Shen Gonglei’s head, and he was utterly obliterated.

Thus ended this brute, whose strength was impressive but whose wits were insufficient, slain in an instant, not even his bones remaining.

“Big sister, he’s amazing!” Fan Xiaohua exclaimed in awe.

“It’s Shen Gonglei who was foolish—using his weakness against another’s strength. These outsiders will never understand what true intent is. They think that possessing something means mastering it. A goat with a lion’s paw, pitting itself against a leopard in a contest of claws—is that not seeking death?” Zhou Zhou shook her head.

“But sis, didn’t you say he was hard to deal with?” Fan Xiaohua’s eyes sparkled mischievously as she grinned. Seeing someone come to save Li Suizhu made her happy. Children are like that—always quick to rejoice at the world’s beauty. “A hero rescuing a damsel!”

“Who’s hard to deal with? Xiao Wuxing? He’s as good as dead! Even without this man, he wouldn’t survive the day.” Zhou Zhou declared with utmost confidence, though she knew Fan Xiaohua meant Shen Gonglei. Still, she could never admit to being inferior. In two lifetimes, when had she ever yielded to another? Besides, even if her comprehension of intent was lacking, in a true fight, she’d still win.

Fan Xiaohua grinned, well aware of her senior sister’s refusal to admit defeat.

Seeing Fan Xiaohua’s smile, Zhou Zhou feigned annoyance, messing up Xiaohua’s hair even more. The two of them laughed and played, completely ignoring the tense atmosphere around them.

“It seems I’m spared from taking action,” Ashu remarked indifferently. “Return to the Main God’s Space. We’re abandoning this secret realm.”

“Yes, Lord Ashu,” the paladins replied in unison.

At the same time, Tuoba Yu and Jiuyou both chose to return as well. One had suffered losses in strength, the other was without allies. No doubt they were both preparing to throw out a few harsh words.

“Forget it. We’ve reached fifty percent exploration. Let’s go back too. Twilight, who knows what’s gotten into this dungeon—everything’s been unleashed.” Bloodshade muttered, but together with Twilight, chose to return.

The rest hesitated, but soon realized their indecision was pointless.

“Stay!” Wu Yue commanded. The white pillars of light that had appeared in the sky instantly vanished.

A great commotion broke out.

Unlike Tengshe, these were all figures standing at the very pinnacle of the Main God’s Space. The closer one got to the Main God, the more one knew of its power and mystery. Why was Zhou Zhou so feared? Partly for her formidable strength, but also because she could traverse the Main God’s Space. Now, another person had appeared—someone who could control the very space itself.

Who are you, truly?!

This faint sense of familiarity only deepened Wu Yue’s suspicions about the Main God’s Space.

“Please wait a moment. Those uninvolved will be unharmed, but anyone who has harmed her will die without mercy.” The words were supremely domineering, but in this moment, not a soul dared to speak up.

“Let’s wait,” Ashu said, suppressing his shock and forcing himself to remain calm.

“We’ll wait as well.” One by one, the outsiders made their decision. They exchanged glances, their eyes filled with profound shock. Apart from the outsiders, only Zhou Zhou, Fan Xiaohua, Song Leizhou, Zhong Shen, Wu Yue, and Li Suizhu remained.

Zhou Zhou and Fan Xiaohua stood aside, as if above it all. “Could this guy be some ancient monster?” Zhou Zhou pondered.

As for Song Leizhou, he stood to the side, battered yet unbowed, his bearing that of a true master. His heart had undergone a transformation, now at peace regardless of fortune or misfortune.

Zhong Shen, meanwhile, was a mere bystander.

The flames, too, no longer fell near those present.

Far away, hundreds of miles distant, a plain-looking woman wiped sweat from her brow. She muttered, “The bodyguard my father found for me is really useless. It’s been ages and I haven’t seen a trace of him.”

Raging fire consumed every inch of land, every grain of sand.

“If I let her go, shall we call our feud settled?” Suddenly, Xiao Wuxing’s voice echoed.

Wu Yue remained silent, the flames burning ever fiercer, wrath mounting in his heart.

“Careful, I’ll kill her this instant!” Xiao Wuxing’s voice drifted, elusive, yet the terror within was palpable.

“You’re welcome to try.” Wu Yue replied coolly. His divine sense now enveloped the entire hundred-mile expanse. In the Immortal Spirit Realm, his divine sense might have spanned thousands of miles, but here, a hundred was enough.

At the faintest ripple of spiritual energy, Wu Yue would instantly pinpoint Xiao Wuxing’s location. Xiao Wuxing’s own power was too strange, making him hard to detect, but any spiritual energy from the Immortal Spirit Realm was plain as day to Wu Yue. He waited for Xiao Wuxing to make a move.

Within a grain of sand not far from Zhou Zhou, Xiao Wuxing wore a sullen expression, not daring to act. Regret overwhelmed him—how could such a fearsome character exist, one who could control the Main God?

And those outside—weren’t they all supposed to be powerful? Now they just stood there, trapped, not caring about their pride. And Shen Gonglei—what a useless fool.

“I was careless. Thought I could come and go as I pleased with this bloodline. Far too careless.”

“Brother, I haven’t harmed this young lady in the slightest—must you go this far? I’m willing to apologize to her and swear to avoid her in the future! This dungeon’s secret realm isn’t open yet—why let others reap the rewards? If you’ll let this go, I, Xiao Wuxing, will serve you in this dungeon.” Xiao Wuxing believed himself sincere, his words heartfelt and moving—even he was nearly touched.

Wu Yue was by nature easygoing, and even life’s later hardships hadn’t made him extreme. But he had his limits—his reverse scale. Touch it, and death was the only outcome.

Your kindness to me is beyond repaying.

“You have only two paths now: die quickly and cleanly, or die in agony.”

There is a storm of thunder and wind in my heart; only your death will calm my wrath.