Chapter 2392: Three-colored Divine Thunder, Five-colored Divine Thunder

Tens of thousands of auspicious clouds gathered above Wang Mengbin's residence, condensing into a massive vortex of spiritual energy. A dazzling silver light shot up into the sky, and after ascending to a high altitude, it transformed into a gigantic humanoid phantom, with countless silver electric arcs pulsing around its body.

The humanoid phantom suddenly let out a strange roar and raised its arms high. As if guided, the spiritual energy vortex churned violently, then countless five-colored raindrops poured down, falling onto the humanoid phantom. After absorbing the five-colored raindrops, the lightning glow around the phantom's body intensified greatly. Thousands of silver lightning bolts streaked across the sky, transforming the surrounding thousand-mile radius into a sea of thunder. Lightning flashed and thunder roared, with countless silver bolts visible everywhere.

From a distance, it looked like the apocalypse. The low-level cultivators on the island retreated as far as possible, fearing they would be caught in the lightning tribulation. Wang Mengbin, being a lightning cultivator, caused an even greater commotion when ascending to the Void Refinement stage than Wang Changsheng and the other two.

After about a quarter of an hour, the spiritual energy vortex dissipated, and the humanoid phantom dispersed along with it. After the massive thundercloud churned violently, a thick silver lightning bolt struck down amidst a deafening roar of thunder. Wang Mengbin's residence shattered instantly. He quickly formed a hand seal, and the silver electric arcs on his body suddenly condensed, transforming into a shimmering silver battle armor. The silver lightning struck the silver battle armor, instantly exploding into dazzling silver lightning that enveloped Wang Mengbin's entire body.

After a moment, the silver lightning dissipated, and Wang Mengbin was unharmed. After a deafening thunderous roar came from high above, the second lightning tribulation struck down, even thicker than the previous one. Wang Mengbin dared not be careless. He took out a pale green formation plate, channeled several incantations into it, and countless green vines grew out of the ground, weaving into huge green nets that enveloped him. The silver lightning pierced through several green nets, instantly exploding and engulfing an area of one hundred zhang.

Soon, the third lightning tribulation struck down, more powerful than the previous one. Bolt after bolt of lightning struck down, and dazzling silver lightning engulfed Wang Mengbin's residence. Wang Huayue stood on a steep peak, gazing at the distant silver lightning. As time passed, bolt after bolt of lightning struck down, and the thundercloud's area grew smaller and smaller. After more than half an hour, the thundercloud was only dozens of zhang in size. With two more lightning tribulations, Wang Mengbin would be able to ascend to the Void Refinement stage.

In a massive crater billowing with black smoke, Wang Mengbin's face was slightly pale. In his hand, he held a shimmering yellow formation plate, which had several tiny cracks on its surface. After the thundercloud churned violently, electric arcs of blue, red, and green suddenly appeared, and some three-colored lightning serpents could be seen constantly moving within it.

"Three-colored Divine Thunder!"

Wang Mengbin's face tightened, and a hint of alarm appeared in his eyes. When Wang Changsheng and the other two ascended to the Void Refinement stage, they did not attract any other lightning power. Yet Wang Mengbin had attracted three-colored Divine Thunder. Could it be that he had refined five types of divine thunder? Attracting other lightning powers when ascending to a major realm is itself a form of recognition from the Heavenly Dao; the more powerful the lightning, the greater the potential of the person undergoing the tribulation. When Daoist Xuanling ascended to the Void Refinement stage, he attracted a bolt of Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, which demonstrated his immense caliber.

After a rumbling thunderous roar echoed, a three-colored lightning spear, over a hundred zhang long, flew out from the thundercloud, heading straight for Wang Mengbin. Wherever the three-colored lightning spear passed, the void tore open, revealing a thick, long fissure. Wang Mengbin quickly channeled several incantations into the formation plate, and countless yellow mists surged from the ground, forming a sea of yellow mist that engulfed him. The three-colored lightning spear plunged into the sea of yellow mist, instantly exploding, and dazzling three-colored lightning engulfed Wang Mengbin.

After a moment, the lightning dissipated. The formation plate in Wang Mengbin's hand had disappeared, his face was pale, and there were several long, thin bloody marks on his body. A rumbling thunderous roar came from high above. After the thundercloud churned violently, it transformed into a three-colored lightning python over a hundred zhang long that plunged down from the sky. Wang Mengbin took out a shimmering silver talisman, the Five-Element Thunderous Heaven Talisman. Most of its power had been consumed, so it couldn't completely block this lightning, but it could somewhat weaken the power of the three-colored Divine Thunder.

He slapped the Five-Element Thunderous Heaven Talisman onto his body; a spiritual light flashed, and a thick silver light barrier appeared out of thin air, enveloping his entire body. Simultaneously, he conjured a shimmering silver shield, which expanded and blocked in front of him. And that wasn't all. He slapped five Tier 5 defensive talismans onto his body. His spiritual power was almost depleted, so Tier 5 talismans were more convenient. Five-colored spiritual lights enveloped Wang Mengbin, forming multiple layers of protection.

The three-colored lightning python plunged down, crashing into the silver shield and instantly exploding. A sphere of three-colored lightning, ten thousand zhang in diameter, suddenly rose, engulfing Wang Mengbin with rolling shockwaves. After a moment, the lightning dissipated. Wang Mengbin lay on the ground, his aura weak, his robes tattered, and a burnt smell wafted from his body. He coughed twice. Fortunately, there were only two bolts of three-colored Divine Thunder; if there had been a few more, he would surely have lost his life.

Sun Yuejiao descended from the sky, landing in front of Wang Mengbin, then took out a white jade box and handed it to him. "Mengbin," she said, "this is Snow Lotus Jade Ointment. Apply it externally to heal your wounds! It's very effective for injuries caused by lightning strikes." Sun Yuejiao instructed him, noting that the box of Snow Lotus Jade Ointment had been given to Wang Changsheng by Liu Yumei, and Wang Changsheng had only used a small amount, leaving most of it for his clansmen. Wang Mengbin struggled to stand up, feeling as if his body was tearing apart, the pain unbearable. At this moment, Bai Yuqi also arrived and personally helped Wang Mengbin to go and rest.

This small interlude did not affect the lives of the Wang family members. After the lightning tribulation passed, everyone returned to their duties and resumed their activities.

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The Demon Realm, Fiery Demon Continent.

In a dense black forest, a massive thundercloud floated high in the sky, and bolts of lightning struck down. Fang Mu stood on a steep peak, gazing towards the dense forest with a hint of worry in his eyes. Ye Haitang was currently attempting to ascend to the Void Refinement stage; if she passed the lightning tribulation, she would successfully enter the Void Refinement stage.

As time passed, the thundercloud's area grew smaller and smaller. After about a quarter of an hour, the thundercloud was only a dozen zhang in size. Ye Haitang sat cross-legged on a patch of green grass, her face pale. In her hand, she held a shimmering green formation plate, which had several tiny cracks on its surface. After a deafening thunderous roar came from high above, the thundercloud churned violently, and multicolored electric arcs emerged.

"Five-colored Divine Thunder!"

Ye Haitang's face became very grim; the last lightning tribulation was actually five-colored Divine Thunder. Logically speaking, an ordinary Void Refinement stage demon would not be able to attract five-colored Divine Thunder. The thundercloud suddenly condensed, transforming into a gigantic five-colored lightning tiger that plunged down from the sky. Ye Haitang was terrified out of her wits. She quickly took out a dark, shimmering talisman covered with mysterious, rice-grain-sized runes, on which a faint whale pattern could be seen.

It was the Mysterious Whale Lightning Transformation Talisman, forged primarily from the hide of a Tier 6 lightning whale. It could weaken the power of the lightning tribulation, but most of its power had already been consumed. Ye Haitang had paid a heavy price just to acquire this Mysterious Whale Lightning Transformation Talisman. She slapped the talisman onto her body; a beast's roar echoed, and a black light barrier appeared out of thin air, its surface adorned with a miniature whale pattern. At this moment, the five-colored lightning tiger also plunged down.

After an earth-shattering roar, five-colored lightning enveloped an area of one hundred miles, with shockwaves like a tide. Fang Mu's face tightened, his gaze fixed on the five-colored lightning. After a moment, the five-colored lightning dissipated, and the hundred-mile radius around was leveled. Ye Haitang lay in a massive crater, her aura weak, her entire body charred black, like a huge piece of charcoal. She was extremely weak now, finding even the slightest movement incredibly difficult.

Fang Mu descended from the sky, his brows furrowed. "You actually attracted five-colored Divine Thunder," he said, "Fortunately, it wasn't the Demonic Annihilation Heavenly Thunder, or you would have lost your life." As Fang Mu spoke, he took out a black pill and handed it to Ye Haitang. After Ye Haitang consumed it, a hint of color slowly returned to her face. She slowly got up, her legs feeling weak.

"I'm not the Sacred Ancestor of Mysterious Talismans," she muttered, her voice weak, "so take me back to heal." Fortunately, it was only one bolt of five-colored Divine Thunder; if there had been one more, she surely wouldn't have survived. Fang Mu nodded and left the area with Ye Haitang.