Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

Boom!

A muffled thunderclap resounded, and the snake demons in the Nine-Headed Mountain shuddered. They looked up at the lightning thorns that had ripped through the sky, exchanged glances, and couldn't help but sigh.

A snake demon said with lingering fear, "These past few days, the thunder on our Nine-Headed Mountain hasn't stopped."

"Wasn't it sunny and breezy before? Why has the weather been so strange these past few days?"

Another snake demon chimed in, "Who says otherwise? Didn't our leader get struck dead by lightning while he was patrolling the mountain?"

"The general above said that there will be a lot of thunder these next few days, and we should all be careful."

The snake demons hid under the tree for a while, and only after confirming that the thunder had dissipated did they hurry on their way to patrol the mountain.

Just as these snake demons had traveled less than twenty miles, a muffled thunderclap sounded overhead, and thick streaks of blue-white lightning roared out in all directions.

But these snake demons had no time to dodge the lightning; they could only keep their heads down and hurry on their way, afraid of missing the appointed time and not being able to return to the camp.

However, there have indeed been many more thunderstorms than usual these past few days.

Even though it wasn't the rainy season and no one was undergoing tribulation in the mountains, the thunder kept coming in waves, making the entire Nine Heads Mountain seem shrouded in thunderclouds.

Suddenly, a brilliant light pierced through the dark clouds, and a blinding bolt of lightning, like a dragon's claw, tore through the gloom and burst forth with dazzling light, illuminating the world in an instant. This was followed by a deafening roar.

The thunderclap was like the might of heaven, shaking the lesser demons in Nine Heads Mountain so much that they collapsed to the ground in fear. Some of the lesser demons with low cultivation were even struck by the heavenly lightning, bleeding from all seven orifices and dying on the spot, which made the lesser demons even more terrified.

In reality, it's not just these minor demons patrolling the mountains.

Those demon generals in various caves, if their Dao heart was insufficient or their souls were weak, were also shaken senseless by this bolt of lightning. If they were practicing their magic, their magical power would be reversed and their cultivation would be greatly damaged.

Even the Seven Wonders Goddess, the Azure Cloud Goddess, and the Three Phoenix Goddess in the Seven Wonders Cave were shaken by this thunderous sound and felt a little frightened.

Biyun Niangniang patted her chest, still somewhat shaken: "Strange, strange! The sound of thunder is more than we sisters experienced when we were undergoing the Refining Void Tribulation!"

Lady Sanfeng couldn't help but say, "The sky over Nine Heads Mountain wasn't this strange before, sister. Could it be that one of those True Lords is about to undergo tribulation?"

Upon hearing this, Lady Seven Absolutes laughed and said, "The three tribulations of the Refining Void are: the Bifeng is the wind of nothingness blowing directly to the crown of the head; the tribulation lightning is the thunder of the soul striking the physical body and true spirit; and the tribulation fire is the fire of the Netherworld, burning from the soles of the feet to the top of the head."

"None of them would have such a big commotion. They would all have been able to bring down damage to a person's cultivation without anyone noticing. This commotion is more like someone undergoing the Refinement Tribulation."

Just as the three were discussing, the Crested Ibis Demon Lord and his companions also sensed the extraordinary nature of this thunder.

The Four Seas True Lord seemed to have some guesses: "Although there has been a lot of thunder in my Nine Heads Mountain these past few days, it is because we used the Heavenly Thunder Technique to cover our tracks and prevent being attacked from both sides by the Blood Sea Daoist and the thieves from the Qiankun Dao Sect."

"This thunder doesn't sound like the formation we set up."

Shao Bai Mingjun also nodded: "The grandeur and domineering power of this thunder is such that in all the heavens and myriad realms, there are no more than a handful of beings with such might."

When Shao Bai Mingjun stated the number as one palm strike, everyone nodded in agreement.

There are many magnificent and domineering thunder techniques, and many thunder techniques that can connect with the Great Dao and unleash the true meaning of thunder. A thunder technique that can create such a magnificent form must be a well-known existence in all the heavens and myriad worlds.

As they were talking, another thunderclap suddenly roared. This thunder was truly domineering and unparalleled. The blazing thunder resounded through the sky, and the bursts of thunder roared like a raging storm sweeping in all directions, causing thunder and lightning to flash in the dark clouds for millions of miles, and countless lightning snakes to descend and dance.

At this moment, all the snake demons, big and small, in the Nine-Headed Mountain were terrified, collapsing to the ground and staring at the horrifying scene in the sky.

The three Seven Absolutes Goddesses and the four Crested Ibis Demon Lords, who sensed the commotion, came out and witnessed the magnificent scene that day.

But then one could see thousands of silver snakes dancing wildly, as if a vast pool of thunder was about to be poured into the world. Accompanied by boundless thunder, streaks of thunder dragons roamed among the clouds, creating one mysterious trace after another.

As the thunder dragon moved, a silver snake suddenly appeared, and the thick lightning seemed to be a pillar supporting the sky, piercing through heaven and earth. In the dazzling lightning, layers of rosy light and profound energy were stirred up.

"Someone!"

"There are people in that thunder!"

Lady Biyun stared in disbelief at the dazzling pillar of lightning, unable to hide her horror.

Within the thunder, a figure materialized, gradually revealing its true form. It possessed an ethereal beauty and graceful bearing, yet was not weak; it exuded a majestic and heroic aura.

Wearing a purple-blue crown and a cloud-patterned jade robe;
He wore a black gold thunder dragon belt around his waist and crystal-clear boots on his feet;
His eyes were like a starry sky and a sea of ​​thunder, and his forehead reflected purple light and electric marks.
Wearing a red gold and bright jade pendant, her black hair is tied with a hairpin with the hexagram of thunder.

Looking at the figure amidst the lightning, Shao Bai Mingjun sighed sincerely, "As expected of a true disciple of Penglai Holy Land descended to earth. Lingyu Zhenjun's lightning magic is profound and his reputation is well-deserved."

Clearly, Shao Bai Mingjun had already recognized who was in the lightning.

The Four Seas True Lord and the Crested Ibis Demon Lord also recognized the majestic Taoist fairy: the Taiyi Dongxuan Jiangying Lingyu True Lord of Penglai Taoist Sect!
As her figure solidified, Ling Yu raised her hand and pointed, and the thunder dragon that stretched for millions of miles suddenly roared down, circled around Ling Yu, and transformed into the ferocious thunder marks on her jade robe.

At this point, the thunder dissipated, the light of day appeared, and the rosy clouds condensed into a blue-purple Dao wheel, which hung behind Lingyu's head.

He took a step and landed directly in front of the Seven Wonders Cave of Jiutou Mountain.

Upon witnessing such powerful lightning magic, the Crested Ibis Demon Lord was initially eager to test his skills and prove himself superior. However, seeing that it was Ling Yu who had arrived, he couldn't help but feel apologetic, and his imposing manner naturally weakened by three points: "True Lord Ling Yu."

Lingyu glanced at the Crested Ibis Demon Lord, her expression cold: "Demon Lord, have you found the whereabouts of Fairy Suqin?"

The Crested Ibis Demon Lord nodded: "I have found the whereabouts of Fairy Suqin. Fairy Suqin was abducted by the people of the Qiankun Dao Palace in Yanzhou."

Qiankun Dao Palace!

Upon hearing this name, a glint of lightning flashed in Ling Yu's eyes: The mountain gate of the Qiankun Dao Sect is located in Mingzhou, which is in the very center of the Nine Provinces, while Yanzhou and Cangzhou are both guarded by Dao Palaces.

However, the Nine Provinces are vast, and the land of a single province is far superior to a world of thousands. Therefore, in Yan Province and Cang Province, there are many Dao Palaces, each guarding a territory for the Qiankun Dao Sect.

Regardless of which Dao Palace was behind it, the fact that the Qiankun Dao Sect dared to attack Fairy Suqin makes the matter clear.

Lingyu suppressed her anger and said, "Please trouble the Demon Lord to record his location for me, and I will go and talk to him."

The Crested Ibis Demon Lord said apologetically, "Fairy Suqin was invited by the True Lord to help me, but I failed to protect her. It is my fault."

"Please take me with you, True Lord. I must make amends no matter what."

Lingyu thought for a moment, then nodded: "In that case, Demon Lord, you may come with me. We can explain the situation of the Dao Palace along the way."

Immediately, Lingyu and the Crested Ibis Demon Lord did not rest, but took to the air and headed straight for Yanzhou.

Watching the two female cultivators, who were well-known throughout the myriad realms, leave, Shao Bai Mingjun felt a little uneasy. It wasn't that he looked down on female cultivators; in fact, which one of them who could cultivate to the level of Refining Void was not a genius?
Every female cultivator who reached the Refinement Void stage was an exceptional genius, a rare talent among men. However, the fact that the two female cultivators had gone to handle this matter while the three men stood by and watched made Shao Bai Mingjun feel uneasy.

Upon seeing this, True Lord Sihai comforted him, saying, "Fellow Daoist Shaobai, it's better if we don't get involved in this matter. At least those two don't want us to step in right now."

Shao Bai Mingjun sighed, "That's all we can do."

"Now that our two fellow Daoists have departed, all we three men can do is prepare a banquet to welcome them back in triumph."

Hearing Shao Bai Mingjun's words, Huang Mei Venerable couldn't help but laugh and say, "Fellow Daoist Shao Bai, you are truly a remarkable person."

On the border of Yanzhou, by the sea, lies the Qiankun Dao Palace.

Daoist Mufeng was meditating and regulating his breathing when, after a short while, Daoist Longyuan emerged from the underground palace with a gloomy face.

Master Mufeng asked, "What's wrong? Hasn't Fairy Suqin spoken yet?"

Daoist Longyuan shook his head and then went straight into his palace to meditate and cultivate.

Although Daoist Mufeng hadn't gone down to the underground palace to check on things these past few days, he was still quite clear about the abilities of his junior disciple Longyuan.

After several days of interrogation, Long Yuan must have used all sorts of methods, but no one expected that Fairy Suqin, who seemed so pampered, would be so tough.

Indeed, he is a true disciple of the Jade Pool Holy Land. In all the myriad realms, which one can reach the profound mysteries of the heavens and the myriad worlds by relying on so-called background and identity?
Without a steadfast mind, a resolute heart, and an unwavering spirit, how can one break through tribulations and ascend to the Dao?

If one truly wishes to know the situation, there are indeed ways to do so, but those methods would all damage Fairy Suqin's divine soul essence.

As for Fairy Suqin, a true disciple of the Yaochi Holy Land, her soul and origin contain the secrets of the Yaochi Holy Land. Do you really think that Golden Mother Daoist wouldn't devise a plan?
Once its very essence is touched, the Dragon Essence will bring disaster.

Without touching the very essence of the soul, trying to make a Void Refining cultivator beg for mercy with just some so-called methods and punishments is probably less exciting than the tribulations they undergo.

Stuck on this problem, Long Yuan was extremely annoyed and helpless, so he could only return to his palace to sulk alone.

Master Mufeng shook his head, intending to return to his own palace to meditate for a while, when suddenly he had a sudden inspiration and began to calculate with his fingers.

"A calamity?"

"red?"

"Blue-purple?"

"What kind of omens are these?"

No matter what, Daoist Mufeng was a true disciple of the Qiankun Dao Sect, so how could he not be proficient in the art of divination?
The subsequent deduction left Daoist Mufeng quite puzzled: what did it mean that the calamity was crimson and purplish-blue?

What do vermilion and bluish-purple signify?
Just as Daoist Mufeng was filled with doubt, a loud explosion shook the entire Linhai Dao Palace. When Daoist Mufeng rushed out of the palace, he saw a dazzling blue-purple divine lightning bolt, like a pillar reaching the sky, bombarding the palace's defensive array.

Before this bolt of lightning struck, the Dao Palace's defensive array was almost shattered on the spot, causing Daoist Mu Feng's expression to change drastically: Although the defensive array of this Linhai Dao Palace was not as good as those Dao Palaces in the inland Yanzhou, it was still the guardian Dao Palace of the Qiankun Dao Sect, possessing power comparable to the Refining Void Realm.

Doesn't this mean that this cyan-purple divine lightning actually possesses power comparable to the peak of the Void Refinement Realm?!

Master Mufeng immediately roared in anger, "What kind of scoundrel dares to cause trouble at my Linhai Dao Palace?!"

Before he finished speaking, a figure appeared. When Daoist Mufeng looked closely, he saw that it was a female cultivator.

However, this female cultivator, wearing a purple crown and a cloud-patterned robe, did not possess the ethereal beauty of the other female cultivators. Instead, she exuded a sense of heroism and pride.

He raised an eyebrow, and a flash of lightning appeared in his eyes: "Linhai Dao Palace? This is the Linhai Dao Palace I have come to find."

"Release Fairy Suqin immediately, or I will not only destroy your palace, but also you!"

Upon hearing this, Daoist Mu Feng understood and couldn't help but laugh, "Good, good, the people from the Mountain and River Daoist Clan have indeed shown themselves!"

"You Mountain and River Daoists are wolves in sheep's clothing. You dare not come to my Nine Provinces Realm yourselves, so you send people from the Yaochi Holy Land to investigate your strength. Now that you can't find them, you are showing off your power in front of my Qiankun Dao Sect. You are truly remarkable!"

"You woman."

Before Daoist Mufeng could finish speaking, lightning flashed in Lingyu's eyes, causing thousands of thunderbolts to roar and streaks of silver snakes to rage across the sky.

As countless bolts of lightning crashed down, Lingyu raised her hand and conjured a spell. The ferocious lightning marks that had been faintly visible on the Yunni Jade Robe came to life, transforming into a terrifying lightning dragon that stretched for 100,000 miles amidst the dazzling lightning.

"Enough with the nonsense! Do you think I'm here to waste my breath on you?"

In an instant, the thunder dragon roared, driving lightning and causing billions of silver snakes to pour down. Countless bolts of lightning and thorns fell from the sky like an inverted Milky Way. The thunderous waterfall covered hundreds of thousands of miles around where Daoist Mufeng was located, including half of the Linhai Dao Palace.

In an instant, a dazzling thunderbolt reached the heavens and the earth, and a blinding torrent of lightning surged forth, causing the heavens and earth to tremble incessantly.

When the thunder subsided, the defensive array of Linhai Dao Palace had become somewhat dim and lifeless, and Daoist Mufeng had also disappeared without a trace.

Just as Ling Yu was about to attack the defensive formation, a figure suddenly appeared behind her, followed by the Three Thousand Weak Waters surging down like a sea hanging in the sky, crashing down on Ling Yu.

At the same time, Daoist Mufeng suddenly appeared, bringing with him gusts of bone-scraping wind.

On one side, the wind howled; on the other, the Weak Water Sea stretched out. Mu Feng and Long Yuan were true disciples of the Qiankun Dao Sect, and their cooperation was impeccable, clearly indicating that it had been rehearsed beforehand.

However, facing such a fierce and sudden attack, Lingyu remained calm. She made a fist with both hands, drawing upon the power of lightning. A dazzling blue-purple lightning flashed in her hands, and as she hovered in the sky, she actually drew upon the lightning of the heavens, fighting against two opponents at once.

In an instant, thousands of thunderbolts roared down, covering the gale and the weak water, transforming into a divine and majestic thunder prison.

The azure-purple lightning poured down relentlessly, the howling thunder and lightning accompanied by a soul-suppressing roar lasting for a full three breaths, until the clouds in the sky disappeared and the Thunder Prison, spanning a million miles, vanished into nothingness.

Even so, a vast, unyielding pool of thunder, stretching for ten thousand miles, appeared in the void.

As Mu Feng and Long Yuan looked toward the Thunder Pool, they saw streaks of mysterious light and celestial brilliance surging forth. Within that ten-thousand-mile-long Thunder Pool, Ling Yu slowly emerged, her eyes gleaming with a sea of ​​lightning, her expression indifferent as if she were the Thunder Lord.

"With your meager skills, you dare to provoke me, and provoke Penglai?!"

"Do you all know what thunder magic is?"

Lingyu's voice was ethereal yet vast, like a god descending to earth, majestic and unparalleled.

As Lingyu's voice resounded across millions of miles of heaven and earth, the azure-purple Dao Wheel behind her head suddenly emitted a myriad of feet of profound light. In the ten-thousand-mile-long Thunder Pool beneath her, a Thunder Lord Dharma Image, ten thousand feet tall, forged entirely of lightning, with three heads and six arms, and entwined with heavenly feather ribbons, slowly solidified as billions of thunderbolts roared, and raised its head.

"The Eastern Heavenly Profound Thunder Orthodox Method, the Supreme Clarity Heavenly Thunder God and Demon Venerable!" (End of Chapter)