Dragon-Marked War God

No wonder. After facing him once, Jiang Chen had known that this person absolutely could not be fought. Even using both the Heavenly Dragon Sword and the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda at the same time, Jiang Chen could not block that one strike from the person in the black mist. Jiang Chen knew that he did not have much time or many chances left. This was his glory at the very last moment, and he would never let the Monk Tyrant down.

Inside the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda, the Monk Tyrant kept pounding the ground. Wave after wave of terrifying energy shook the inside of the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda, but he had no way at all to leave it. Watching Jiang Chen sink deeper into a desperate situation step by step, the Monk Tyrant was powerless. At that moment, it felt as if a knife was twisting in his heart.

“Why, why did Little Chen have to show up here! Why! Heavens, you bastard, you blind fool! If this monk dies alone, so be it, but why drag Little Chen into this too? Why, tell me why!”

The Monk Tyrant roared hysterically, looking up at the sky. The rage in his heart could not be quelled.

“This isn’t your fault.”

Qing Xuan gently placed her hand on the Monk Tyrant’s shoulder. The Monk Tyrant kept roaring, blaming himself terribly. Right now, there was nothing he could do to turn things around. Jiang Chen had also run dry like a lamp out of oil. Facing that utterly terrifying, deadly black mist, he could not hold out alone in the end. And he himself could only watch helplessly as Jiang Chen died.

“If it’s not my fault, then whose fault is it! Little Chen, I, the Monk Tyrant, have failed you.”

The Monk Tyrant could not help beating his chest and stamping his feet. No one could understand the pain of watching your own brother fall into a desperate situation without being able to help him. It was more agonizing than death.

Outside the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda, Jiang Chen held the power of two Heavenly Lightnings in his hands and faced the figure in the black mist.

“This trick again? Fused lightning is certainly powerful, and it’s indeed a technique only you possess between heaven and earth, but it’s impossible for it to hurt me.”

The figure in the black mist said calmly.

“Wait and see, I’ll give you a surprise.”

A faint smile hung at the corner of Jiang Chen’s mouth. But at this very moment, the entire void around them began to shake. The Spirit Vulture Cave of the Great Snow Mountain seemed about to collapse.

It was as if an earthquake had struck. Everyone was terrified.

“Is it finally going to be destroyed? It seems even you want it.”

The voice in the black mist murmured. Jiang Chen was completely baffled. He still had not figured out where this black mist came from. Was there someone even above him?

“You set up this endless illusion, wasn’t it just to lure everyone into exploring the Great Thunderclap Temple? But don’t forget, this illusion of the Great Thunderclap Temple is only an illusion after all. The world in your hands can’t turn an illusion into reality.”

Inside the black mist, a monk dressed in black never showed himself, but his voice was extremely deep. Wisps of black mist shot into the sky, and Jiang Chen knew that this guy was finally going to make his move.

“I don’t have the patience to keep playing with you anymore. His world is finally going to collapse. The illusion of the Great Thunderclap Temple, what a plan, what a way to lure the snake out of its hole. Hahaha.”

The black mist kept circling above Jiang Chen’s head, ready to attack.

Jiang Chen held the death lotus formed from the fusion of his three Heavenly Lightnings. At that moment, his palm moved slightly. It was finally going to change.

The three golden prayer cushions from before were drawn into Jiang Chen’s hand at this moment. All of them turned into a light of lightning and fire, and in the end they fused together. Flames intertwined with lightning, electric light shot out in every direction and fire blazed into the sky, carrying destruction and roaring fury, as if able to burn away anything between heaven and earth.

“Wisdom Thunderfire?”

The person in the black mist cried out, unable to believe it.

“This is the Wisdom Thunderfire left behind in the prayer cushions after that person passed into nirvana!”

Although the person in the black mist was filled with shock, he had to admit that Jiang Chen had indeed made him see him in a new light. He had actually been able to see the Wisdom Thunderfire left behind in the prayer cushions.

When a Buddha or Bodhisattva of ancient times passed into nirvana, they had to burn their own bodies with Wisdom Thunderfire before they could turn into relics. This Wisdom Thunderfire was what remained after they passed into nirvana. And at this time, Jiang Chen actually wanted to use this Wisdom Thunderfire to fuse with his three Heavenly Lightnings. It was an act of utter madness.

Wisdom Thunderfire was both lightning and flame. It was more terrifying than the Samadhi True Fire, and harder to trace than Heavenly Lightning, with no root to be found and no way to be created. The terror of this Wisdom Thunderfire was not the least bit inferior to the Zheyu Drought Heavenly Lightning in Jiang Chen’s hand. Even he did not dare to imagine what would happen when the Zheyu Drought Heavenly Lightning and the Wisdom Thunderfire collided. But Jiang Chen knew very clearly that this was his only chance.

“Fusing four kinds of Heavenly Lightning? Let’s see if you’re qualified.”

The black mist kept surging toward Jiang Chen, and Jiang Chen kept dodging. At this moment, Jiang Chen held the Myriad Qi Cauldron and kept withstanding wave after wave of attacks from the black mist, but the fusion of the Heavenly Lightning in his hand did not slow down in the slightest. Jiang Chen resisted with great difficulty. His face was livid, his aura weakened to the extreme, and his face was deathly pale. He could no longer hold on. Every second was great torment for Jiang Chen.

“Can he really hold on to the end?”

Lan Luo murmured. In her heart she hoped very much that Jiang Chen could laugh last, but the black mist was just too powerful. It made it impossible for anyone to even think of resisting.

“Let’s hope so. Big Yellow’s brother shouldn’t fall so easily. Back in the Divine Tomb, no one could withstand his peerless brilliance.”

Goddess Luo also said in a low voice.

“That’s only in the past. How much ability did he have back then? How strong the person he’s facing now is goes without saying. If it were me, perhaps I’d do better than him.”

Luo Binwang said calmly. Having escaped a disaster, his eyes were even sharper than before. The way Goddess Luo talked about Jiang Chen, as if he could do anything, made Luo Binwang even angrier.

“Is it finally done?”

Jiang Chen murmured. The moment the last strand of Wisdom Thunderfire fused into Jiang Chen’s three Heavenly Lightnings, even he felt an aura capable of destroying heaven and earth. He was even trembling a little. The black lotus became more and more bewitching, more and more terrifying.

“What a terrifying fusion of Heavenly Lightning…”

The voice in the black mist said in a low voice. The collapse of heaven and earth around them was becoming more and more serious. Before long, the illusion of the Great Thunderclap Temple would collapse completely, and at that moment, everything here would cease to exist.

“Now, let me show you my real abilities!”

A confident smile curled at the corner of Jiang Chen’s mouth. The death lotus formed from the fusion of these four kinds of Heavenly Lightning was becoming more and more dazzling. Even a Divine Emperor Realm expert would surely be reduced to ashes under this death lotus.