Chapter 2237

This voice was very cold, and his words were firm. He seemed to be very confident.

Everyone's gaze subconsciously turned towards the source of the voice.

It was the city wall of Thunder City, and the one who spoke was a middle-aged man standing on the wall.

His expression was cold, and his face was dignified. He stood with his hands behind his back, and his robes fluttered without any wind.

He was an expert, a true expert in the world, the famous Lightning Ancestor. Unfortunately, not many people knew him and didn't know his background.

The Lightning Ancestor slowly rose into the air, and his aura was naturally released. This aura was very powerful, far beyond that of a Saint King.

As an existence who could kill a Saint King with a flick of his finger, even if he was only a remnant soul today, he still had extraordinary means.

The huge spatial vortex that originally enveloped the entire Thunder City began to move out of the city as the Lightning Ancestor rose into the air.

A storm blew over the entire planet. This storm was very terrifying and powerful. The Heavenly Realm experts in the storm began to become unstable and retreated again and again.

The Saint King with the sword turned to look at the Lightning Ancestor. He also didn't know him, but he could sense his strength, and his expression became serious.

Jia Tu and Zhentu were so depressed that they wanted to curse. Wasn't he just killing a person and stealing a treasure? Why did he have to go through so many twists and turns? What was going on?

Moreover, looking at the scene in front of them, it seemed that they were at a disadvantage again.

"Young Master."

Beside him, a Saint called out softly. Jia Tu and Zhentu turned to see the Saint's pleading expression and slowly shook their heads.

He wouldn't run. No matter what, he wouldn't run.

Today, he had to kill and steal the treasure.

And he wasn't stupid. He could see that the guy standing on the city wall far away wasn't a real human at all. At most, he was a Spirit. At the moment, he looked powerful, but he believed that he couldn't hold on for long.

Otherwise, there would be no need for them to fight and kill each other earlier.

Hearing the Lightning Ancestor's voice, Zi Chen and the other three turned back. After seeing the moving spatial vortex, they were shocked, but soon filled with surprise.

With the Lightning Ancestor's attack, this guy had an 35% chance of being killed. Once the Saint King was killed, then the following Saints were no longer a threat. Even if they had Saint Weapons, Zi Chen was confident that he could kill all of them.

Today, he would kill the Saint King and steal the Saint Weapon.

"Retreat."

The four of them began to retreat. In the process of retreating, Zi Chen's body surged with a powerful aura of life. He was making use of this time to heal his injuries.

The vortex passed over their heads, and the pressure it produced was very strong. It was suffocating, but it was not dangerous. This did not mean that the vortex was not strong. On the contrary, it was very strong. The reason why Zi Chen and the others did not sense any danger was because the Lightning Ancestor had full control over the vortex. He could clearly distinguish between friend and foe.

For example, the Saint Ruler was stern right now. He seemed to be facing a great enemy. He could sense a thick sense of danger from the whirlpool as well as a powerful presence.

Relying on his Saint Weapon, he was confident that he could escape from the pressure of this aura. However, without him to resist this aura, those people in the distance would have to face it head-on.

He didn't care about the Heavenly Realms and the Saints in this star field, but he had to care about Jia Tu, Zhen Tu, and the other four Saints.

The Lightning Ancestor, who had not stepped out of the city for many years, stepped out today and stood below the vortex. He still stood with his hands behind his back. Lightning flashed on his body, and his robe fluttered in the lightning.

He did not show any powerful attacks to the shocked people. He only looked at the Saint King with his hands behind his back and said, "Thunderclap Ninth Heaven."

The Thunderclap Ninth Heaven was a Heavenly Path spell of the Thunder Clan. Zi Chen was very familiar with it. He had seen it a long time ago.

This was one of the few powerful spells of the Thunder Clan. Now that the Lightning Ancestor had used it, Zi Chen's face was full of anticipation.

Thunder rumbled in the vortex. A vast and powerful aura descended from the sky. Faintly, a terrifying spiritual sense swept across the ground.

Then, lightning appeared from the vortex.

It was no longer lightning in the purest sense. At this moment, it looked more like a real lightning dragon. It was majestic and vast, and its eyes were emotionless. After it poked its head out of the vortex, its cold dragon eyes locked onto the Saint King.

Then, the lightning dragon appeared from the vortex. Its body was tens of thousands of feet long, and its aura was vast. It rushed toward the Saint King.

The Saint King, who was facing a great enemy, saw the lightning dragon baring its fangs and brandishing its claws. He roared and slashed at the lightning dragon with both hands.

This blade light split the sky and the earth, and went straight for the lightning dragon.

Swoosh.

In the face of this blade, the powerful lightning dragon only opened its mouth, wanting to swallow the blade light. However, the blade light swept through the lightning dragon's body, and along with the sky and the earth, it split the lightning dragon into two.

The insufferably powerful Thunder Dragon was slashed apart by the saber just like that and dissipated into the horizon.

Seeing this scene, the very nervous people also breathed a sigh of relief. They thought to themselves, "That's all there is to it."

The Lightning Ancestor's expression did not change. He still stood with his hands behind his back.

As the lightning dragon dissipated, the powerful saber also dissipated. The whirlpool in the sky suddenly became brighter, and the light became even more dazzling. In the next moment, a tall door emitting the light of lightning appeared in the pitch-black whirlpool.

"That's … the Gate of the Ninth Heaven."

The instant he saw the door, Zi Chen's face, which was filled with anticipation, revealed a shocked expression.

He had obtained the true Lightning Origin Inheritance and was very familiar with the Lightning Clan's techniques. Although he had not yet comprehended to the peak, he knew very well what the peak of the Thunderclap Ninth Heaven looked like.

The Thunderclap Ninth Heaven was not like the Thunder Clap, where nine lightning dragons were summoned from the sky. It was called the Thunderclap Ninth Heaven.

The true Thunderclap Ninth Heaven was to open the legendary Gate of the Ninth Heaven and release the powerful lightning beasts sealed in the Gate of the Ninth Heaven.

The stronger one was, the more powerful the lightning beasts they summoned would be.

For the Lightning Ancestor to summon the true form of the lightning dragon at the first level, it meant that his understanding of the technique had deepened, and his battle strength had increased.

If the Lightning Ancestor was not in a poor state and was only a remnant soul, it was believed that the lightning dragon that rushed out of the door would have seriously injured or even killed the Holy King.

At this moment, the second door opened, and an even more vast aura appeared from the vortex. This time, everyone could clearly feel that an even stronger spiritual sense swept across the land, and then another dragon head poked out.

Compared to the lightning dragon just now, this dragon head was pitifully small. It was like a mini dragon, but it was full of spirit. Its eyes were constantly moving, and it gave people a feeling that it was very cute and cute.

But when it saw the Saint King below, that feeling disappeared. A brutal light flowed out of its eyes, completely revealing itself from within.

This was not a lightning dragon, but a lightning beast with a dragon head. No one could call out its name. It was a strange lightning beast.

This lightning beast was only ten meters long, much smaller than the lightning dragon just now. As soon as it appeared, it rushed toward the Holy King.

Perhaps because of its small size, it was faster.

"Slash!"

The Holy King shouted again and slashed out with the saint sword in his hand. The blade light was stronger and bigger than before, hundreds of times stronger than the lightning beast.

Facing this attack, the lightning beast also opened its mouth, wanting to swallow the attack.

The people in the distance could not help but laugh. The lightning beast's mouth was so small that it could not even reach the edge of the blade light. It was like a person opening his mouth to a mountain, and it looked more like he was yawning instead of swallowing a mountain.

But in the next moment, the smiles on those cultivators' faces all froze.

The powerful saber light, which defied the heavens, actually shrank rapidly in the air.

By the time it reached the lightning beast, it had become mini, and then it was swallowed by the lightning beast.

As if it felt that it was a rare delicacy, the lightning beast even smacked its mouth twice. Under everyone's shocked expression, it rushed toward the Holy King, who had changed from slashing to defending, and looked shocked.

"Boom!"

After all, this lightning beast was a body of energy. After hitting the saint sword, it exploded, and the boundless power of lightning instantly drowned the Holy King.

Thunder roared.

The Holy King was still raging in the lightning when another portal appeared in the vortex in the sky. This portal was even brighter and more dazzling than before.

This was the portal of the third day. As it opened, the terrifying existence sealed within was released.

This was no longer a dragon-shaped creature. Instead, it was a strange lightning beast with a horn. Its eyes were filled with brutality and bloodlust. Its head was as large as a house, and it struggled to squeeze through the door. Its eyes seemed to pierce through the violent lightning and landed on the Saint King.

This attack was obviously stronger and more terrifying.

The Holy King who had not escaped the lightning from before was probably in danger this time.

However, just as everyone thought that this powerful lightning beast would rush down in the next moment, they saw a strong look of unwillingness in the lightning beast's eyes. It roared angrily at the sky, and a bolt of lightning appeared from its mouth, heading toward the Holy King who was still covered in lightning.

The moment the lightning fell, the portal in the sky disappeared, and the lightning beast disappeared as well. The distorted space returned to normal.

This attack was obviously not complete. Zi Chen turned his head to look at the Lightning Ancestor and found that his figure had become very blurry. It moved with the wind and could dissipate at any time.

Zi Chen knew that this was because the Lightning Ancestor's remaining spiritual power was not enough to support a third attack. His figure flashed and rushed forward.

Xing Chen and the other two followed closely behind.

The Lightning Ancestor had done enough. It was time for them to act.

The Holy King had just rushed out of the violent energy and was still coughing up blood when he encountered the terrifying lightning that the lightning beast in the portal of the third day spat out.

"Boom!"

He was hit by the lightning, and the power of lightning raged violently. A painful cry was heard.

Zi Chen stood in front of the Lightning Ancestor, staring at the place where the lightning exploded. Murderous intent flashed in his eyes.