The Rebirth of an Immortal Cultivator
Chapter 131: Nature and Weak Man
The old man who was the founder of the Heavenly Palace gritted his teeth while gripping his clenched fingers. He was very upset by the attitude displayed by Mo Lian, he had kindly offered to forgive, but he got the opposite.
"How dare you! Your soul will I purify to increase my strength!"
Mo Qian who heard that did not stay silent, he raised his hand into the air, making the spiritual energy fluctuate very strongly in the blue sky. From the spiritual energy it gave rise to a black cloud with a golden-yellow flash of lightning within a radius of 500 miles, covering the entire territory of the Heavenly Palace.
"The Lightning Technique, Fifth Movement. The Rain Tribulation Lightning!"
Lightning flashes continued to strike under the black clouds, until finally the solidification gathered at one point, forming a dragon created from lightning.
With a wave of Mo Qian's hand, the lightning dragon moved very quickly towards him. It then spread out in all directions as the dragon hit its body, turning into thousands of tiny lightning bolts, yet its strength did not diminish in the slightest.
That lightning was able to kill the Intermediate-stage Silver Core Realm, and turn the Divine Sea Phase into ash that was blown by the wind. Then what happens if the lightning dragon is not separated into thousands of parts? I don't know.
Mo Lian who saw the attack just stayed in place, he felt that the attack would turn when he almost hit it, this explained if his father's Lightning Element control was already at a high enough level.
Even if the attack hit him, the attack did not hurt him, but strengthened his physical body.
"Oh?" Mo Lian raised next to her eyebrows when she sensed that her clone had already killed hundreds of people who were besieging Wei Yian Fei and Wei Yian Ning.
Mo Lian turned her head to look at the black clouds that were still not dissipating, the black clouds continued to show lightning flashes with a very large number, which was a huge amount of lightning, then the lightning continued to strike killing the millions of people who surrounded it ferociously.
"Indeed deserves to be called the Lightning Tribulation Rain." Mo Lian nodded her head, she agreed with the naming. Lightning would continue to strike relentlessly if its user did not stop, just that this technique consumed too much spiritual energy.
"Haha!" Mo Lian laughed out loud as she saw millions of panicked people trying to save themselves. Very different from the words of those who say they will kill him, but resisting the attack of one person alone is not able to.
"What's the old man? Didn't you say you would purify my son's soul? Why do you look so troubled with just these lightning bolts? Even your subordinates are already half dead," said Mo Qian who pointed his palm at the old man standing far ahead of him.
The old man gritted his teeth, with tightly clenched hands. "Saw****! How dare! You guys who are just Jin Xin realm alone dare to be arrogant! I'll show you what a god really is! I am the strongest person in the Heavenly Country who has already broken through to the Ziran Yu Ren realm!"
The unnamed old man unleashed all his strength, resulting in the ground shaking violently like an earthquake, the swirling wind flying the trees below him, removing the black clouds covering the blue sky.
Mo Qian who sensed the aura from the old man retreated for several tens of steps back.
Unlike Mo Lian, he just stood in his place without flinching, not even blinking.
"Woah, the aura is big enough, enough to shake the Earth. But, it's too weak!" mo Lian's yelling that retracted her killing aura.
"Shut up!" The old man leaned his body to the left, then disappeared in the empty air. As he reappeared, he appeared right in front of Mo Lian with a fist enveloped in powerful energy.
Mo Lian simply remained motionless from her place, even when looking at the attacks directed at her. But just as the punch was about to hit the skin of his face, it suddenly sounded a deafening loud bang along with a wind that spread widely like a sharp sword.
Not only the wind, but thick smoke also soared high at the place where Mo Lian stood.
Everyone surrounding the battleground grinned widely, they were already very confident that Mo Lian would die without sparing his corpse.
Not long after, the wind again blew away the thick smoke blocking the view. It looked as if the old man they exalted was grinding his teeth with cold sweat pouring down.
As for Mo Lian, he stared flatly at the old man without displaying any change in his facial expression, with his right hand raised that tightly grasped the old man's wrist.
"Ziran Yu Ren? You mean trash?" Mo Lian stared intently at the old man in front of her, then turned the old man's hand until a rough cracking sound rang out, signaling that the old man's arm joints had been broken.
Not stopping there alone, Mo Lian swung her leg kicking the groin of the old man in front of her. "You're so old, you don't need that anymore!"
"Aarrgghh!" The old man shouted in pain and shot high into the sky.
The moment the old man darted due to Mo Lian's kick, in the sky was already waiting for his clone who had already returned. His clone twisted his body taking a swipe, and then kicked the old man's shoulder using the heel of his foot.
Wush! Booms!
The old man darted like an arrow towards the ground, creating a huge hole with cracks shaped like spider webs that destroyed the surrounding buildings.
Everyone fell silent as they looked at the terrifying sight before them. The Heavenly Palace Founder who was predicted to be the strongest person in the Heavenly Land, but was treated like a boy before an unnamed young man, but known as the Son of the Demon King who went berserk 15 years ago.
The old man who was at the bottom of the hole got up slowly. He turned his head to look at Mo Lian who was floating quietly in the sky. "Ba-how could you possibly withstand my attack?!" tanyanya shouted with a hoarse and heavy voice.
Mo Lian lowered her head staring intently at the old man. "You're just a fake Ziran Yu Ren who increased his strength by absorbing the cultivation of others, you're not cultivating spiritual energy well. A person who has broken through that realm should have an appearance that remains young despite being ten thousand years old ..."
"But you, seeing from the age of your bones, you haven't even reached two thousand years. But it looks so old it almost died."
"Whisper! How dare you insult our Ancestors!" Another shouting voice suddenly appeared to Mo Lian's right.
With a quick movement, Mo Lian stretched out her right hand catching the head of the middle-aged man next to her. "Can you shut up?" his tan gripped the middle-aged man's head until it was crushed into porridge.
Mo Lian turned her attention back to the old man called 'Encestor'. "I can even defeat twenty people like you without using the slightest bit of spiritual energy ..."
Mo Lian turned her head to look at Mo Qian who was standing several tens of steps behind her. "Dad, do you want to kill all of them here?"
Mo Qian frowned in astonishment upon hearing the question. "Don't you think so? They do mischief to the little ones in the name of the God. What's more, we have to root out the enemy to the roots so that no other problems arise later on" he replied, shrugging both shoulders.
Hearing that answer, Mo Lian smiled faintly. He was happy that if his thoughts were to battle just like his father, he would also leave no one in the fight.
Mo Lian released her spiritual energy coating her Father's body, then made a hand seal at a speed that could be seen by the eyes. "Water Storm Techniques, Fourth Movement. Tsunami Wave!"
The land within a 600-mile radius shook very violently like an earthquake. Slowly, the land within that radius began to crack and water surged several hundred meters into the air in an enormous volume.
Then the water fell to the ground, flattening everything that the waves of water that were more than 50 meters high went through. Destroying trees, destroying buildings, killing people who cannot fly.
The valley within a radius of 700 miles, the valley that was where the Heavenly Palace was built, was already submerged by the extremely deep water.
"Fire Element Technique. Tornado Ring!"
From within Mo Lian's body came out spiritual energy with an extremely hot temperature. Slowly that spiritual energy turned into an extremely small ring of fire, just enough to surround his body, he said, until the next second the ring of fire grew and spread widely burning anything that passed through it without leaving a trace or Soul Core.
Millions of people who surrounded him, had already been killed without rest. Whether it was hit by a surge of water, or burned to ashes by the fire that came out of his body.
"Now, you're the only one left!" Mo Lian stared intently at the Heavenly Palace Ancestor who was trying to defend himself by standing on the tree trunk.
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