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Chapter 672 - 92: Backlash
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Chapter 672: Chapter 92: Backlash

In the Wusun Royal Palace, the chubby old man once told him that there were no shortcuts to stepping into the Innate realm.

"You need to comprehend the forces of heaven and earth, feel nature, the seasons of spring, summer, autumn, and winter, the wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, the morning glow and morning dew, the sun, moon, and stars... all of these are the essences of heaven and earth, existing innately."

At that time, Chen Tang was anxious to hurry to this place to resolve the crisis in Liangzhou and truly had no time to comprehend.

But the thunderstorm gathering in the sky now, isn’t that the power of innate existence?

Chen Tang had long felt that both his body’s Qi and blood and the Inner Qi in his Dantian had reached their limits.

The only thing missing to step into the Innate realm was an opportunity.

The Thunder Tribulation in the sky was a crisis, but how was it not also an opportunity!

This kind of enlightenment method is too horrifying, almost certain death.

Throughout history, there have been fanciful people who have imagined such a way to comprehend the Innate but have not dared to try.

For no other reason than the power of Divine Thunder is something Third Grade Martial Artists simply cannot withstand.

A single bolt of Divine Thunder descending, if it doesn’t reduce one to ashes, is already a great fortune.

However, Chen Tang was different from any of the past Third Grade Martial Artists.

He himself practiced Horizontal Body Training, and his body had been transformed entirely by Extraterritorial Demon Blood.

Moreover, he cultivated the Five Paths Vajra Technique, forging an unprecedented Vajra Indestructible Body, with strong Qi and blood, flowing like ocean tides.

In his Dantian, there was also a vast sea of Inner Qi.

If the Inner Qi in the Dantians of other Third Grade Martial Artists was a mere lake,

then the Inner Qi in his Dantian, after absorbing the might of two Divine Artifacts and refining the Vajra Relic, had already become a vast ocean!

It was precisely because of this that he was able to withstand three bolts of Celestial Thunder.

Since the fourth bolt of Celestial Thunder was unavoidable, why not let him feel the Innate Power contained within the Divine Thunder!

Just as he had a hammer in hand, Chen Tang recalled the first hero of the Sui and Tang Dynasties in his past life, who was born with Innate Divine Power, cursed the heavens while lifting a hammer, and with that arrogant demeanor, courage welled up in his heart. Similarly, he raised his Golden Hammer and shouted, "Hey, you two barbarians, come fight grandfather for three hundred more rounds!"

Instead of cursing the heavens, he pointed at Mad Lion Tuer and Bashish Red Peak, provoking and taunting.

The once fleeing for his life Chen Tang, at this moment dragging his battered body, wielded a gigantic Golden Hammer, charging aggressively toward Mad Lion Tuer, full of momentum!

"Little brat, speaking such wild words, see me chop you with one axe!"

Mad Lion Tuer was furious.

Just about to rush forward, Bashish Red Peak quickly grabbed him, saying in a deep voice, "Chief, don’t get angry. This kid is clearly trying to drag us down with him with his provocations!"

Mad Lion Tuer looked up.

As Chen Tang charged, the thunderclouds above him moved with him, the power growing increasingly terrifying and ready to descend at any moment.

Should he rush forward to engage Chen Tang for a few rounds, he was likely to be struck as well.

Even if not dead, he feared he would be skinned alive, suffering immensely.

Mad Lion Tuer snorted coldly, "A dying man, a cornered beast struggling. Stay away from him, lest his blood splashes all over us when he dies."

After speaking, the two Grandmasters retreated, distancing themselves from Chen Tang.

Quickly, the battlefield presented yet another bizarre and absurd scene.

Just moments ago chased by two Grandmasters, Chen Tang now reversed roles, chasing the two Grandmasters into retreat.

Chen Tang, after all, was injured, with sluggish Qi, blood, and Inner Qi, unable to catch up with the two Grandmasters.

He quickly changed targets, charging towards the Mad Lion Army.

The soldiers of the Mad Lion Army turned pale, scattering in all directions.

Without stopping, Chen Tang rushed straight towards the Female Barbarian Master in the crowd.

The Female Barbarian Master’s drumbeats changed from slow to urgent and now gradually slowed.

Every strike on the drum seemed to use all her strength.

Dong!

The Female Barbarian Master raised the drumstick once more and struck forcefully, emitting a dull sound.

The very center of the war drum was blasted apart by the Female Barbarian Master’s strike!

Crack!

At the same time, thunder roared, and the storm turned grim.

The thunderclouds spinning above Chen Tang’s head, flashing with lightning, finally descended.

A lightning pillar requiring several people to encircle, flashing with blinding arcs of lightning, emanating a destructive aura, descended from the sky, instantly engulfing Chen Tang!

Thunder rumbled, deafeningly.

In that instant, everything seemed to halt.

The scene was overwhelming, a massive, thick lightning pillar connecting heaven and earth, dazzling; Chen Tang’s figure was lost in the sea of lightning, no longer visible.

Had he already been reduced to ashes?

The crowd watched the scene before them, their expressions grim.

Such earth-shattering power, even a true Grandmaster would be unable to withstand?

At some point, Li Junqing’s tears had already filled his face.

Unexpectedly, after just reuniting with this person, without even a chance to speak, they were separated by life and death.

On the walls of Liangzhou City.

Li Yan’s expression grew dim, and he sighed deeply.

Could this truly be destiny?

Does heaven intend to destroy Liangzhou, to destroy my Li Clan?

The soldiers inside and outside Liangzhou City, at this moment, lost their fighting spirit.

With Chen Tang’s death, and the enemy holding two Grandmasters, the outcome of this battle was no longer in doubt.

On the other side.

Bashish Red Peak snorted, saying, "Last time you were lucky, this time will you not die?"

He had suffered greatly at Chen Tang’s hands and harbored intense hatred towards him.

Now, seeing Chen Tang reduced to ashes by the Divine Thunder, a weight was lifted from his chest, feeling immensely gratified.

Within the Mad Lion Army.

After the Female Barbarian Master smashed the war drum, it seemed she had exhausted all her strength, collapsing weakly to the ground, the whites of her eyes gradually fading, unknowingly drenched in sweat.

This method of summoning gods was extremely taxing on the mind, and among the Barbarian Masters, it was considered a forbidden technique.

"Rain God Master, are you alright?"

A group of officers rushed forward, wanting to help the Rain God Master up.

Just as the two lifted the Rain God Master’s arm, they looked up and caught sight of the Rain God Master’s face, their expressions changed dramatically, as if they had seen a ghost, they cried out.

"Ah ah!"

Their grip loosened, and the Rain God Master fell back down.

At this moment, the Rain God Master was drenched in sweat.

The sweat washed away the colors previously applied to her face, revealing her true appearance underneath.

"What are you doing!"

The Rain God Master shouted angrily.

As soon as she spoke, she was startled herself.

She was originally not yet thirty, but her voice just now sounded incredibly old.

The surrounding clansmen looked at her with a tinge of fear in their eyes.

Instinctively, she touched her face.

The previously smooth and tender skin was now full of wrinkles!

A breeze blew by, a few strands of hair drifted before her eyes.

Once jet-black like ink, now it faded in an instant, turning gray and dull!

"Ah, ah, ah!"

The Rain God Master widened her eyes, her heart unwilling, clenching her fists, letting out a series of sorrowful wails.

The Summoning God Technique had brought such horrendous backlash to her body!

From a beautiful and noble Barbarian Master in her prime, she had transformed into an old hag with one foot in the grave!

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