Chapter 314: The Formless Heavenly Thunder Technique

Is this... trying to knock her down and leave her for the monsters to finish off? This thought is quite normal, isn't it exactly what she had in mind? Unfortunately, despite all her planning, she hadn’t anticipated Wang Feng would strike first!

Without hesitation, her instinctive counterattack was already underway. A strand of spider silk suddenly shot up from her pinned left hand, arced through the air, and aimed straight for Wang Feng's neck!

But before the swift spider silk could wrap around Wang Feng's neck...

Boom!!

A deafening explosion erupted behind them, accompanied by a terrifying shockwave and fiery tongues, blasting out from the cave entrance and extending over ten meters.

The Blood Spider's silk, though impervious to sword strikes, couldn’t withstand such intense heat. The silk aimed at Wang Feng's neck was instantly softened and vaporized by the scorching flames.

The ground rumbled...

The ground shook violently, and debris came crashing down from above. The aftershocks of the explosion echoed through the cave walls, forcing Mapeier to cover her ears tightly.

The tremors lasted for over ten seconds before subsiding. When Mapeier opened her eyes, she saw that the cave entrance they had just escaped from was now a chaotic mess, half-blocked by collapsed rubble. The area swept by the explosive airflow was charred black, stretching over ten meters. As for those green monsters... such a terrifying explosion likely left nothing behind.

"Damn it, you made me use my ultimate move!" Old Wang, covered in dust, got up and looked at the pile of rubble at the cave entrance, feeling a bit of fear. Luckily, he had picked a good spot, or else he would have been buried alive.

But trading one Skyburst Grenade for five monsters wasn’t a bad trade.

Mapeier, with a complex expression, asked: "What... what is this?"

She truly didn’t know. The Blood Spider's senses, though sharp, couldn’t see behind while running at full speed, especially with her mind filled with distracting thoughts. She only remembered Wang Feng waving his hand backward, but it was clear he was the one who caused this commotion.

"Haha, just a little show!" At times like this, composure is key. Old Wang brushed off his clothes and said nonchalantly, "This is my master's technique, the Formless Sky Thunder Technique. Don’t panic, this is only ten percent of its power! If I used twenty percent, we’d be buried alive."

Formless Sky Thunder... Technique? And only ten percent of its power?

Mapeier was at a loss for words.

Honestly, if she were foolish enough to believe that, she wouldn’t deserve to be in the League of Blades.

It was just a moment of shock, but she could smell gunpowder in the air...

If she wasn’t mistaken, it must have been a Skyburst Grenade. This expensive, destructive weapon is easy to use and incredibly powerful. Although it can be dodged by skilled opponents, in such a narrow cave, it provided the perfect environment for the Skyburst Grenade to unleash its full potential.

This guy actually carries a Skyburst Grenade? It seems he has more than one!

This surprised Mapeier. No wonder this guy has survived until now. He doesn’t have much combat strength, but he’s incredibly fast, and he has a Skyburst Grenade. From his quick reaction just now, his ability to sense danger is no less than hers. She had truly underestimated him.

Having lived in the League of Blades for so long, the demonic training from the Nine Gods had gradually faded from her memory, leaving only instinctual drives. Of course, she dared not betray, but unless absolutely necessary, she didn’t want to kill. However, if outsiders found out she had the chance but didn’t act, it would be a death sentence.

Mapeier hesitated.

To act or not to act?

Yet, as she hesitated, her eyes slightly narrowed.

She noticed the badge hanging on Wang Feng's waist flickered in the dark cave.

The faint trace of killing intent in Mapeier's pupils disappeared.

She would wait for a suitable opportunity!

At the Blade Fortress...

The voices of the observers in the command room were rising and falling.

"Number 129 is out of contact; signal lost."

"Number 398 is out of contact; signal lost..."

Yakray and Tamucha stood before the sand table, observing intently.

After defeating the Tree Demon and entering the second layer of the illusion space—a deeper level—the detection signals of the Soul Tokens seemed to be losing their effectiveness. Over half the Soul Tokens were no longer detectable, with only a few retaining their original functions—Wang Feng’s among them. However, the signal was spotty and unreliable.

"Dispatch reinforcements from Longcheng. Most returnees are injured; send the medical team too," Yakray instructed indifferently, then turned and said, "Get me the casualty report from the first layer."

"Report: Thirty-six Soul Tokens have opted to return to Longcheng. Two hundred one Soul Tokens remain on their wearers and have entered the second layer. Currently, 141 are out of contact, and 60 remain in contact. Report complete!"

"What’s the data from the Nine Gods?"

"Three have returned, and 331 have entered the second layer."

Both sides had spies, so the rough data was no secret.

Yakray nodded, while Tamucha beside him winced as if nursing a toothache: "Not only did we lose more people than them, but more of ours opted to return. These kids are spoiled brats who need a good thrashing!"

"It’s not their fault. The academy doesn’t exactly toughen them up," Yakray shook his head lightly, but his gaze fell on the '500' number plate, and a faint smile appeared on his face: "The loudmouths usually fold under pressure, but the ones who act scared and crack jokes often step up when it counts... Interesting."

"Boss, your words..." Tamucha squinted, "sound like you’re calling someone out."

"Ha, just an offhand comment," Yakray chuckled, brushing it off, and no longer looked at Wang Feng's position, instead focusing on the overall situation.

The sand table’s terrain was a maze of twists and turns, like some cavern. Unlike the first layer’s sand table, which was fully lit, the current projection showed only a few bright spots amid vast darkness.

The exorcists were scrambling to patch up the fragmented projections.

"The numbers gap’s already clear," Tamucha said. "It’s like dominoes—once it starts, it just keeps growing..."

"There’s still hope," Yakray said with a slight smile, pointing to the dark cavern on the sand table. "This environment’s their shot!"

......

A black cloak, darker than the cavern itself, with only a faint glint in the eyes.

The darkness didn’t bother them. Compared to Dark Demon Island, the faintly glowing moss on the walls made this place downright bright.

A green head silently rose from the ground behind him, followed by its lizard-like body.

Thud...

The webbed toes gently stepped on the ground, and a glimmer of light flashed in its cloudy white eyes.

The black cloak looked tasty. He shared a similar aura and attributes, but his lack of alertness made him easy prey...

Before the simple thought could fully form in the green monster's mind, its cloudy round eyes suddenly contracted as a bolt of lightning shot out from the black cloak, entering its mouth and exiting through its tail.

Thud!

As the lightning disappeared into the ground, the green-headed monster opened its mouth wide, its body twitching slightly. The cloudy white eyes had lost all their light, and a visible hole went straight through from its mouth to the tip of its tail.

de Broglie turned around, grabbed the green monster's corpse with one hand, and gently stroked its belly with the other. A faint black mist was extracted, gathering into a ball in de Broglie's palm, while the green monster's body, which had been spasming, instantly calmed down and turned into a cold, stiff corpse.

de Broglie casually threw the dead monster aside, and the black mist in his hand transformed into strands, slowly seeping into his palm...

His expression became calm and serene, with a hint of satisfaction. When he opened his eyes again, they were pitch black and glowing.

"That's definitely it!"

"This matches what's described in the Dark Demon Scripture," de Broglie was thrilled. He had been suspicious before, but after absorbing the dark power extracted from the monster's body, he was even more certain: "Dark creatures, these are genuine dark creatures! Far purer than any dark creatures above the third layer of the Dark Abyss!"

In the Nine Heavens World, besides the main cultivation systems—soul power, arcane arts, and bloodline—there are also some rare and obscure ones. For example, the soul power displayed by the Tree Demons and the wraiths in the first layer, and the dark power represented by the monster before us.

These powers are separate from mainstream systems, unknown to most, and beyond ordinary people's reach. However, there are naturally exceptions.

Sometimes, humans are born with a natural affinity for these powers. The spiritualist Fu Yu is a born spirit seed, close to the soul power of the spirit world, able to summon terrifying demons from unknown worlds; while Dark Demon Island gathers human geniuses with dark power talents, focusing solely on dark power.

The Thunder Ghost's techniques differ from regular Thunder Mages', carrying a strong dark attribute, making them far deadlier than others, which is why he became the third top expert among the top ten of the Blade Temple.

Dark power cultivation is unlike ordinary methods. Absorbing dark creatures' energy lets them grow quickly. Before this, Dark Demon Island was one of the few places on the Nine Heavens Continent with dark creatures, and it was also the holy land for almost all dark power cultivators. That's why Dark Demon Island cultivators rarely leave unless they have to, making it seem mysterious to outsiders, because only in the Dark Abyss can they find dark creatures to grow stronger.

Of course, de Broglie isn't just excited about the energy these dark creatures provide.

Pure dark creatures at the Tiger Peak level are plentiful below the Dark Abyss's fourth layer. If strong enough, Dark Demon Island disciples can train there anytime. They don't lack this, and a short hunt won't bring real transformation. What truly excites him is where these creatures appear!

"Where there are dark creatures, there must be dark soul artifacts. With this unprecedented five-layer illusion, it's definitely a treasure!"

Dark artifacts fit perfectly with Dark Demon Island's combat style. With his strength, another dark artifact would make him fearless against the entire War Academy.

It seems like fate. Though separated from Momosang and others, the second layer of the Soul Illusion Realm is now his stage, nurturing the artifact he craves...

"Hehe! What a perfect spot!" de Broglie couldn't help but laugh, reaching out to touch the faintly glowing moss on the cave wall. Soul power seeped through the wall.

de Broglie closed his eyes: "Let's see, where's the center..."

Meanwhile, more than ten miles away...

Around Ye Dun sprawled five or six green-headed monsters, their headless lizard bodies writhed on the ground, losing heat, while the heads rolled aside, their pale eyes dim.

Ye Dun's face showed no extra expression. These green-headed monsters were quite agile and had strong defenses. Even the top-grade egg blade, which could cut through iron like mud, couldn't directly break through, forcing him to use soul power and combat skills... but that was all, posing no significant threat to him.

However, if these green-headed monsters are considered as the 'tree sons' from the first layer, then their strength is much greater than the first layer. If a leader of these monsters appears, it would likely be much harder to deal with than the Tree Demon of the first layer.

He took out a crystal ball from his pocket, holding it in his left hand, while his right hand pinched two fingers, injecting soul power into the crystal ball.

The crystal ball soon lit up, emitting a faint glow.

Ye Dun closed his eyes, maintaining the pressure on the crystal ball with his right hand, feeling carefully.

"Six miles to the southeast, twelve miles due east, fifteen to twenty miles southwest, and about twenty-five miles northeast."

Ye Dun opened his eyes, stopped injecting soul power into the crystal ball, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Good luck," he said lightly, then put away the crystal ball: "Or perhaps the second layer isn't very large."

This is a positioning device. Jiaoxi, Maxwell, Gule, and Zhao Ziyue each have one. Precise connection and communication are difficult, but they can sense each other's distance and direction.

It's no exaggeration to say that with five of the top ten gathered together, even if they encounter Long Feixue, they dare to hunt her, and have enough strength to do so!

Moreover, this place of darkness is most suitable for such hunts. They can also distribute fame. Of course, they wouldn't say it's five against one. Whether it's the predetermined targets Obololo, Caesar Mo, or Aitaliya, or those outside the predetermined targets, as long as they kill a figure from the other side's top ten, Jiaoxi and the others will surely gain fame and fortune, and he himself will have secured a place in the Blade Council.

He wants both fame and fortune!

A smile appeared on Ye Dun's lips.

He quickly sketched out the general location distribution in his mind, then quickly calculated a central meeting point closest to everyone, only about ten miles away.

Whoosh!

He spread his figure and flew towards that location.

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