Chapter 1503: Thunder God's Heavenly Palace

Jiang Fan's pupils quivered. A living being on the battlefield?

Was this the mastermind who had laid out a trap with the "Six Parts of Heavenly Thunder" for thousands of years?

What exactly was he plotting?

"It's rare that you've retained your memory," the skeleton said, looking down at Jiang Fan indifferently. "You must carry a profound karma, but unfortunately, I am incomplete and cannot perceive it."

Jiang Fan stared at him and snorted, "Who are you?"

*Swoosh—*

The space before Jiang Fan rippled like a lake surface stirred by the wind. The white-robed skeleton appeared in front of him out of thin air. Its black, hollow eye sockets sent shivers down one's spine. From its mouth came a low, grating, unpleasant voice:

"Who I am is not important. What's important is how high your comprehension is."

Comprehension?

Jiang Fan secretly wondered if the white-robed skeleton had released the "Six Parts of Heavenly Thunder" to select talented individuals with high comprehension. The difficulty of cultivating the "Six Parts of Heavenly Thunder" lay in two aspects: understanding the cultivation method and possessing sufficient lightning power. While warriors of the Myriad Tribulations Sacred Hall did not lack lightning power, only a handful had successfully cultivated all six parts to completion over thousands of years. This demonstrated that its comprehension difficulty was no less than that of a true Heaven-tier cultivation method.

But what did the white-robed skeleton want with people's comprehension?

Suddenly, he looked up at the Angelic script on the stone stele, then at the mountains of Angelic corpses piled around it. A realization dawned on him. Could it be that the engravings on this stone stele were some kind of cultivation method? And it required someone with extremely high comprehension to understand it?

"How many years have you cultivated the 'Six Parts of Heavenly Thunder'?" The emerald soul within the white-robed skeleton's skull pulsed faintly.

Jiang Fan's eyes flickered, and he said, "About ten years, I suppose." The actual time was around half a year. However, why would he reveal everything to this white-robed skeleton, who was clearly not benevolent?

"Ten years?" The white-robed skeleton slowly nodded. "Among my Angelic race, that would be considered an extraordinary talent. Compared to those six, you are immeasurably stronger." He pointed at the stone stele and said, "You must have recognized the Angelic script long ago, right?"

Jiang Fan raised an eyebrow. "Why do you say that?" Since the Heavenly Realm was occupied by ancient giants, the Angelic race had vanished for ten thousand years. Their culture had long since died out! Where in the Central Lands would one find Angelic script? Haven't you seen how few people understand Infernal script?

The white-robed skeleton said hoarsely, "Isn't there an Angelic person by your side? Didn't she teach you Angelic script?"

*Hmm!!!*

Jiang Fan's pupils constricted. "There's an Angelic person by my side?"

The white-robed skeleton said indifferently, "The strong Angelic aura on you could only come from prolonged association with an Angelic person."

Jiang Fan's heart pounded! An Angelic person by his side, yet he knew nothing? How was that possible?

Suddenly, a quiet, reticent girl who would smile whenever she saw him appeared in Jiang Fan's mind!

Xia Chaoge!!!

He remembered Xia Chaoge once wanting to give him a feather. But he had refused. At that time, Jiang Fan hadn't thought the feather held any deeper meaning. Now that he thought about it, wasn't that feather unique to the Angelic race? Furthermore, Xia Chaoge also possessed the Yin-Yang Heaven from the "Six Parts of Heavenly Thunder," indicating a connection between her and the white-robed skeleton who had set up this trap using the "Six Parts of Heavenly Thunder"! Therefore, Xia Chaoge's identity was self-evident!

She was Angelic.

Jiang Fan staggered, feeling a sudden dizzy spell. How could that be? Xia Chaoge, who had journeyed with him from the Nine Sects' land on the continent, was actually Angelic. Why would she be in the Central Lands then? And on an unknown continent?

The white-robed skeleton said faintly, "I should thank her. It was by completing the 'Six Parts of Heavenly Thunder' that she brought you to me. With you here, my wish can finally be achieved!"

He raised a bony finger, and a faint glow appeared at its tip before he flicked it into Jiang Fan's mind. Jiang Fan tried to dodge, but the thunder giant bound him, preventing him from moving. The glow entered his mind like a cold knife, forcibly plunging into his soul. Intense pain surged through him.

The white-robed skeleton said indifferently, "These are Angelic language and script. With your comprehension, you should be able to digest them within a day."

With that said, its figure flickered back to the top of the stone stele and sat down cross-legged. Jiang Fan, meanwhile, was held captive by the thunder giant, unable to move a muscle.

Realizing it was Angelic script, Jiang Fan's heart lifted. He could learn Angelic script as a bonus? He wouldn't resist this; he immediately endured the severe pain and absorbed the faint glow.

Just one hour later, Jiang Fan's eyes were filled with various realizations.

"So this is Angelic script?"

"Those mysterious words in the previous lightning beams meant 'Thunder God Heavenly Palace.'"

"'Thunder God Heavenly Palace'? Does that refer to this space?"

"Isn't that name a bit extravagant?"

"Could it be that there truly is a so-called Thunder God in this world?"

However, that wasn't what he should be focusing on right now. It was the stone stele before him. Jiang Fan cautiously glanced at the white-robed skeleton, finding it sitting cross-legged, deep in meditation. He then quickly looked at the Angelic engravings on the stone stele.

"'Control Scripture of the Thunder God Heavenly Palace'?"

"'Upon successful cultivation, one can control the Thunder God Heavenly Palace, become its master, wander the heavens and earth, and achieve eternal life and immortality'?"

Jiang Fan was utterly bewildered. Wander the heavens and earth, eternal life and immortality? If it granted eternal life, why did the Thunder God's Heavenly Palace fall here? And was there truly a 'Thunder God'?

However, Jiang Fan noticed the most crucial piece of information. That is, upon successful cultivation of the method, he could control the Heavenly Palace. Which meant becoming the master of this space. Did this mean he could escape this place and no longer be threatened by the white-robed skeleton? At this thought, his heart pounded, and he quietly observed the control scripture, committing it to memory. He then closed his eyes, secretly contemplating it.

This dead skeleton would get a surprise soon!

The skeletal figure also observed Jiang Fan, silently pondering: "After thousands of years, that lightning immortal art hidden here will finally see the light of day again. Great Heavenly Realm Lord, I'm coming to settle the score with you for what happened back then!"

Outside.

Venerable Mirror of Compassion forcefully broke through the nine-colored lightning, attempting to enter the stone cone.

"Great Venerable, please stop!" Venerable Heart Demon hastily said, "Don't be rash! That nine-colored lightning cannot be endured by a Spirit Transformation Venerable! You will be turned to ash!"

If the stone cone could be entered so easily, why would the Myriad Tribulations Sacred Hall spend thousands of years trying to unravel its mystery? Wouldn't they have solved it long ago by paying a price and asking for help from a Great Venerable? That nine-colored lightning was absolutely not something a Spirit Transformation realm could resist!

Venerable Mirror of Compassion said nothing, unleashing domains, with mirrors deflecting the nine-colored lightning. Simultaneously, she used powerful cultivation techniques and the might of the Supremacy realm to carve a path. However, as Venerable Heart Demon had said, the nine-colored lightning was too overbearing, simply beyond what she could endure!

Just as she was about to touch the stone cone, a surge of nine-colored lightning, ten times more powerful than outside, erupted from within it! Like a torrent, it annihilated those who dared to intrude.