I am Master Maoshan

"Boom boom boom!"

The collision between Lei Long and Ximen Bisheng produced a huge roar that was deafening. Each attack was accompanied by lightning and thunder, as if it was going to tear the whole world apart.

Obviously, the power of these eighteen thunder dragons is much stronger than the previous wave, and each one has enough power to destroy a city.

Although Ximen Bisheng possessed unique skills and was extremely powerful, he seemed powerless in the face of such a powerful thunder tribulation.

He tried his best and finally succeeded in dispersing the eighteen thunder dragons, but he also paid a heavy price.

His clothes were tattered, his hair was messy, and the heavy makeup on his face was washed away by sweat, revealing a tired but determined face.

Ximen Bisheng fell to the ground, gasping for breath, his body trembling slightly. However, there was no fear or retreat in his eyes. Obviously, these waves of thunder tribulations had aroused his fighting spirit.

Liu Jun watched all this silently in the dark, and couldn't help but have a little respect for Ximen Bisheng in his heart. Of course, this little respect did not affect his determination to kill Ximen Bisheng.

Signed a master-servant contract? Treated him as a servant? What a joke. Liu Jun had never been insulted like this since he was a child. If he couldn't kill this guy, he wouldn't be named Liu.

"Boom boom boom", amid the deafening thunder, the eighth wave of thunder seemed to carry an irresistible pressure, leaving Ximen Bisheng no chance to breathe, and gathered above the sky in an instant.

Between heaven and earth, the wind and clouds changed color, and thunderclouds rolled like raging waves, foreshadowing that an even more violent blow was about to come.

Twenty-one thunder dragons shuttled freely in the rolling thunderclouds. They had agile bodies and their scales flashed with dazzling golden light. Each ray of golden light contained the power to destroy the world. Obviously, the intensity of this eighth wave of thunder tribulation was a level stronger than the previous seventh wave, which made people feel awe.

Faced with this unprecedented challenge, Ximen Bisheng's eyes were determined and he had no intention of retreating.

He quickly took out a magic weapon from the storage ring. It was a red magic weapon with a gold edge, embroidered with intricate and mysterious patterns, and emitting a faint spiritual light. It was obviously a rare treasure.

Without any hesitation, Ximen Bisheng threw the magic weapon into the sky. The magic weapon suddenly grew larger in the air, like a blooming red lotus, and finally turned into a vast sky, firmly blocking Ximen Bisheng's head and providing him with a safe shelter.

Liu Jun, who was hiding behind a rock, was stunned when he saw this scene. His eyes were wide open and his mouth was slightly open, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

"Oh my god? This guy actually..." Liu Jun muttered to himself, obviously shocked.

Xu Baoer, who was hiding behind Liu Jun, was also surprised, her pretty face slightly red, and she seemed a little embarrassed.

"Brother, if I'm not mistaken, this looks like... a bellyband?" Xu Baoer's voice was small, but it was unusually clear in the silent space, causing Liu Jun to blush.

Liu Jun's mouth twitched slightly, his eyes showing both surprise and helplessness. He then turned to look at Xu Baoer and said with a wry smile, "I'm not blind. I've thought about all the life-defining magic weapons he can use, such as flying swords, shields, pagodas, etc., but this... I really didn't expect it! This Ximen Bisheng is really unique. He actually refined his bellyband into a magic weapon. This operation is absolutely amazing!"

As he was speaking, the thunder attacks had already come like a violent storm, but they were all blocked one by one by the red sky, making a deafening roar.

Ximen Bisheng stood under the sky with a focused expression. He concentrated on controlling the magic weapon and launched a fierce battle against the thunder tribulation.

"This is the legendary Chaos Bag! It's really powerful," Zhang Wuchen said with envy, his eyes flashing with endless yearning for that magic weapon.

The Chaos Hood was currently suspended in mid-air, emitting a faint red light, as if it could devour all attacks.

"Indeed, if you and I were to block these twenty-one thunder dragons, even if we joined forces, we would probably be destroyed both physically and spiritually." Mo Wushang was also a little jealous. He stared at the Chaos Hood, secretly marveling at its power.

The thunder dragons kept roaring in the air and bombarding the magic weapon, but they were unable to break through its defense and could only circle around it helplessly.

The roars of the twenty-one thunder dragons were deafening, and their attacks were as surging as the tide, but in front of this red bellyband, they seemed to have encountered an insurmountable barrier.

The red bellyband trembled slightly, and every attack of the thunder dragon was easily resolved by it, as if these attacks were just insignificant itches to it.

"This thing is really a treasure!" Liu Jun's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Although the appearance of this red bellyband may make people shy, it is undoubtedly a priceless treasure as it can block twenty-one thunder dragons.

Thinking of this, Liu Jun couldn't help but feel a little moved. However, when he turned his eyes to Xu Baoer, he saw her strange eyes. He then realized that his words might have caused misunderstanding.

"Brother, do you also like this kind of magic weapon?" Xu Baoer asked curiously, with a hint of teasing in her tone.

"I like it." Liu Jun said without thinking, but then realized that he might have said something wrong, and quickly added: "I mean, I like such powerful magic weapons, not the ones with strange appearances."

Xu Baoer laughed when she heard this. She understood what Liu Jun meant and knew that he was deliberately trying to make her happy. So, she stopped dwelling on this topic and turned her attention back to the Chaos Pocket. "Brother, you said that you are very good at refining weapons. If you take this red bellyband, can you change its appearance without reducing its power?" Xu Baoer asked thoughtfully, with curiosity and expectation in her eyes.

Xu Baoer was also somewhat tempted by the red bellyband that Ximen Bisheng took out, but its appearance was too embarrassing, so she wanted to give it a makeover without losing its original power.

Upon hearing this, Liu Jun gently stroked the non-existent beard on his chin, and a hint of confidence and thought flashed in his eyes.

"In theory, yes. The art of refining equipment lies in the understanding of materials and the exquisite control of spiritual power. But I don't know if it will work in practice. After all, each magic weapon has its own unique spirituality and structure, and it is not easy to transform it. However, if there is a chance, I really want to try and see if I can reshape this red bellyband to retain its power and give it a new form." Liu Jun said.

When Xu Baoer heard this, her eyes lit up, as if she saw the red bellyband's brand new look, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up.

"Well, if it can really succeed, then this magic weapon will be even more perfect." Xu Baoer nodded slightly, but her thoughts had drifted far away, imagining the red bellyband transforming from decay into something magical in Liu Jun's hands.

Liu Jun was a little confused, because the red bellyband was still in Ximen Bisheng's hands. Why did his sister-in-law set her sights on it?

At this time, the eighth wave of thunder in the sky finally ended. The twenty-one thunder dragons gradually dissipated in the sky with a trace of helplessness and unwillingness, leaving only a few residual lightning lights, illuminating the world.

However, the thunderclouds did not disperse. Instead, they became more turbulent and rolled continuously, as if brewing an even more terrifying force, indicating that the next challenge will be even more difficult.

As time went by, an unprecedented terrifying pressure spread from the thunderclouds, making it hard for everyone to breathe. The sky and the earth seemed to be shrouded by an invisible force, which made people feel awe.

"boom!"

Finally, the ninth wave of thunder arrived as promised. Twenty-four golden thunder dragons surged down, each emitting a heart-pounding breath, as if it could tear apart the void and destroy everything.

They intertwine and circle in the air, forming a shocking picture that makes people feel despair.

"Come on!" Ximen Bisheng shouted loudly with full momentum.

His eyes flashed with determination, revealing his immense confidence in Chaos Kabuto's defensive capabilities.

The Chaos Pocket floated gently in the air, and the red bellyband seemed to contain infinite mysterious power, emitting dazzling light. Especially the eighteen thunder dragons that had just been blocked seemed to be just a trivial challenge for the Chaos Pocket. It was still intact, without even a trace of damage.

Although each of these twenty-one thunder dragons seems to contain the power to destroy the world, they are much stronger than the eighteen thunder dragons.

But Ximen Bisheng had a look of disdain on his face. He believed that these thunder dragons could not possibly break through the defense of Chaos Pocket and his victory was a foregone conclusion.

At this moment, the red bellyband suddenly shone brightly, as if driven by an invisible force, and rushed towards the twenty-one thunder dragons. The speed was so fast that it was like lightning streaking through the sky, making people dazzled.

With the impact of the red bellyband, the thunder dragons seemed to be bound by an invisible force and were tightly wrapped inside a red sphere. This sphere seemed to be a small world, trapping the thunder dragons inside.

Twenty-one thunder dragons kept crashing and tumbling inside the red sphere, trying to break free of the cage that bound them.

However, no matter how hard they tried, they could not break through Chaos Kabuto's defense. The red sphere seemed to be an indestructible fortress, neutralizing the attacks of the Thunder Dragons one by one.

Listening to the muffled thunder coming from inside the red sphere, it seemed like the roar of nature, or the desperate howls of thunder dragons.

However, these voices were just insignificant noises to Ximen Bisheng. He still firmly believed that his Chaos Bag was invincible.

At this moment, Ximen Bisheng seemed to have seen the dawn of victory. He believed that as long as he continued to persevere, the power of the Thunder Dragon would be consumed, and he would be able to survive this wave.

As time went by, the boiling red sphere finally calmed down and no longer bulged occasionally like before, as if the power contained in it had been completely released.

Looking closely, one can clearly see that the twenty-one thunder dragons that were originally restless in the sphere have now disappeared without a trace, leaving only emptiness and silence.

"Go back!" Ximen Bisheng shouted and waved his hand violently.

The red sphere seemed to respond to his call and instantly changed its shape again, turning into the familiar red bellyband, which firmly blocked Ximen Bisheng's head and provided him with shelter.

However, this time Ximen Bisheng's face did not show that confident expression again, but instead became unusually solemn and serious.

His eyes were fixed on the sky, where the thunderclouds were still rolling, as if they had not weakened in the slightest due to the disappearance of the thunder dragon.

(End of this chapter)