Chapter 663 - 631: The Thunder Tribulation Appears

Chapter 663: Chapter 631: The Thunder Tribulation Appears

"Move!"

With a hoarse roar, a sharp glint flashed once more in Mu Chen’s dim eyes. His ethereal form suddenly darkened, turning into a puff of smoke and dust before dissipating completely.

However, under Mu Chen’s final act of control, the pitch-black Dantian Vortex abruptly accelerated. This acceleration was so sudden that the thirty-six spheres of light, caught by the pull of inertia, slammed violently into one another. Then, in the last glimpse Mu Chen had before he vanished, the final manually controllable fusion was completed. To his immense relief, Xiao Ying’er’s Dantian fragments were completely different from his own; after the spheres of light collided, they required no further manipulation at all, melting and merging on contact.

The moment Mu Chen’s Spiritual Power returned to his body, a dazzling, multicolored pillar of light erupted from Xiao Ying’er, shooting into the sky. With its appearance, an incredibly terrifying and destructive aura was released for just an instant! In that moment, the entire Immortal Rain Hall was utterly annihilated by the light pillar...

"BOOM!!"

The colossal bang took a full five seconds to travel beyond the Immortal Rain Hall! In an instant, the entire Ding Palace erupted into chaos!

"Heavens! What happened?!"

"It’s coming from the direction of the Immortal Rain Hall! That pillar of colored light! Could it be... did the Grand Elder successfully refine an Emperor Grade Elixir?!"

"Emperor Grade Elixir?! No, no, no... no way! That was clearly an extremely dangerous aura. Besides, with destructive power that immense, how could it possibly be an elixir?"

"Then there’s only one other possibility!"

"What possibility?"

"The Grand Elder’s cauldron exploded while he was refining an Emperor Grade Elixir!!"

"That’s very likely! Let’s go! Head to the Immortal Rain Hall and see!!"

...

「Immortal Traces Hall.」

Wan Xianzhong was in the middle of condensing a Spirit Recovery Elixir. But just as he reached the Solidifying Pill stage, a deafening roar from the Outer Realm penetrated the Alchemy Room. Startled, Wan Xianzhong immediately aborted the refining process and appeared outside in the blink of an eye.

Outside, all the Medicine Boys and Maids looked completely bewildered. Wan Xianzhong knew it was useless to ask them, as they were clearly just as clueless. Without pausing, he strode directly through the hall’s main doors.

"Don’t panic! Activate the Nine Dragon Array!"

’The Nine Dragon Array?’ Just as he stepped out of the hall, Wan Xianzhong heard a familiar voice: Second Elder Cang Mei. He immediately looked up at the sky, and the sight left him utterly dumbfounded. At the location of the Immortal Rain Hall, a fantastical, multicolored pillar of light connected to the heavens, just like a bridge to the Divine Realm! In all his years, he had never witnessed such a sight!

"Wait!" Still reeling from the shock, Wan Xianzhong suddenly snapped back to his senses, his face darkening. "Damn it! That’s... that’s where Father is! Could this disaster be because of Ying’Er?!"

"Palace Master!" Just then, Second Elder Cang Mei appeared before Wan Xianzhong, his expression extremely grave. "This is sudden! Come with me to the Immortal Rain Hall, quickly!"

Wan Xianzhong nodded grimly. "What exactly happened?"

Cang Mei spoke gravely, "We won’t know the specifics until we get there. However, this celestial phenomenon is far too conspicuous. I’ve already activated the Nine Dragon Array, so at least outsiders won’t be able to detect that something is amiss in Ding Palace."

"Elder Cang Mei is as thoughtful as ever. Let’s hurry over."

Cang Mei nodded. The two of them leaped into the air, and with a burst of Primordial Power, they transformed into two shooting stars, vanishing from outside the Immortal Traces Hall.

The moment they departed, Zhongling Mountain was instantly enveloped by a ring-shaped curtain of light. As the curtain extended toward the sky, nine golden Giant Dragons materialized upon it. These Giant Dragons were long and slender, and each seemed to possess its own consciousness as it roamed ceaselessly within the light barrier. The sight was truly magnificent!

Of course, this was the scene from the inside. From the Outer Realm, Zhongling Mountain showed no signs of anything unusual; even the multicolored pillar of light still connecting to the heavens was completely invisible.

Outside the Immortal Rain Hall, the moment Wan Xianzhong and Cang Mei set foot on the edge of the palace grounds, a shocking scene unfolded before them. The once tall and majestic Immortal Rain Hall had vanished into thin air, leaving behind nothing but a vast, empty platform. On that platform, standing and staring blankly at the pillar of light, was Wan Xianlin—and no one else.

"Father!"

Seeing Wan Xianlin’s dust-covered back, Wan Xianzhong hurried forward to call out to him. But even after he shouted, Wan Xianlin didn’t react, as if he’d been frozen by a Body Fixing Technique. Growing worried, Wan Xianzhong moved to stand directly in front of him, only to be met with a face filled with utter terror and shock!

"Run..."

Suddenly, a baffling word escaped Wan Xianlin’s lips. Wan Xianzhong patted his father’s shoulder and asked in confusion, "Father, what did you say?"

But to his surprise, Wan Xianlin suddenly erupted, roaring, "Run!!"

However, in the very instant that roar rang out, the once-bright sky turned darker than the blackest night, as if the apocalypse had arrived. The heavens above Ding Palace shattered with a deafening crash, breaking into countless fragments that hung suspended in the firmament! And beyond that shattered sky lay endless black flames and nine-colored Thunder Light.

Wan Xianzhong’s face was a mask of terror as he said, "It’s too late."

The words had barely left his lips when a pitch-black pressure descended from above! A violent hurricane began to spin and tear at the world! Streaks of black lightning writhed wildly outside the Nine Dragon Array! The entire Ding Palace felt as if it had been plunged into Purgatory!! A nine-colored, ring-shaped cloud drifted out from the void, coming to a stop to hover over the very highest point of Ding Palace!