Overdraw the future and become a peerless martial god

Chapter 133 Slaying the Five Fiends
Before the words were finished, the Blood Chain user had already risen up through the snow. The blood chain, like a crimson python, coiled out horizontally, its barbs flashing with a chilling bloody light, and suddenly sealed Chu Ning's lower body.

As soon as the chain was unleashed, the ice spike shadow swept in from the other side like a white rainbow. The ice cone in his hand flashed with a cold light in the snow mist, like a streak of light from the Arctic.

Chu Ning tapped his toes, lightning energy condensed, and his figure exploded in place, leaving a lightning mark. He used the "Sky-Splitting Shadow Technique" to forcefully retreat, barely avoiding the combined attack.

But before he could land firmly, he suddenly heard the wind behind him roar like thunder.

The Bone-Breaking Demon had been lurking beneath the snow. Suddenly, it leaped up, its giant bone blade slashing down from above, severing the lightning. The force of the blow cracked the snow slope, causing a section ten feet wide to collapse in an instant.

Chu Ning had nowhere to dodge. His left shoulder was grazed by the blade's wind, his armor shattered, his blood surged, and he staggered back several steps.

He gritted his teeth, trying to stabilize the situation, when he suddenly felt a chill on the side of his neck.

A nearly imperceptible poisoned needle pierced the air, swift as a ghost, silently piercing the left shoulder. Before it had penetrated even an inch, the poison, like cold, dark water, flowed back along the meridians.

"hiss--"

Chu Ning groaned, his left arm wracked with excruciating pain, and his entire meridians went numb instantly.

He glared at his surroundings, trying to summon the thunderous energy again, but suddenly discovered that blood chains, thin as snake bites, were already wrapped around his ankles, suppressing the flow of spiritual energy in his lower body.

Meanwhile, the Soul-Locking Banner in the air continued to flutter, its eerie light like shackles binding the soul. Strengths of locking seals descended from the banner, like a spiderweb cage, sealing off all connection with heaven and earth.

The lightning energy within Chu Ning's body had just condensed when it was annihilated by the pressure of the Soul Lock.

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, Tun Yuan's voice suddenly rang out, deep and dangerous.

"Would you... like to lend me a sliver of your power?"

Chu Ning was startled and secretly retracted his fist.

This wasn't the first time he'd heard Tun Yuan offer to "borrow strength."

But he still didn't believe it.

"You want to take this opportunity to seize my soul?" Chu Ning asked coldly in his heart.

Tun Yuan laughed: "If I really wanted you dead, you would have died under the lightning tribulation long ago. In your current state, you can't even protect yourself. What's laughable is that you don't even have the courage to have a shred of faith."

Chu Ning's gaze was calm, but his eyes no longer showed hesitation.

"I would rather die than let you use me to corrupt my soul."

Although Tun Yuan had helped him during the Primordial Tribulation Lightning, he still felt lingering fear when Tun Yuan had tried to possess him when his lightning energy was exhausted.

After a brief silence in his mind, Tun Yuan sneered without saying a word.

Chu Ning had focused all his will on his right arm, forcibly activating his energy with residual lightning.

However, at this moment, Qin Wuye remained standing with his hands behind his back, atop the snow-covered peak, his eyes as cold as a judge's, a disdainful smirk playing on his lips:

"A mere tenth-grade crippled body dares to attempt to break free from the Five Ghosts' Seal? What a joke."

He pointed to the Broken Snow Blade, which was still crackling with the last vestiges of lightning around Chu Ning, and then to the hundred-foot-high ice cliff behind him:
"Take one step forward, and you die. Take one step back... and you still die."

Chu Ning's blood and qi surged, poison attacked his soul, his lightning breath became unstable, and his combat power was suppressed to the limit, making it almost impossible for him to stand.

Behind them, the icy cliffs were like a dead end, and the roaring wind and thunder were like the fury of ten thousand beasts. If one fell, one would perish and one's soul would be scattered.

There is no turning back in this battle.

Chu Ning slowly lowered his head, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, but he smiled softly.

There was no despair in that smile.

There is only one desperate gamble called "Death's Bane".

"Ah……"

He opened his palm.

A fine, thread-like line emerges from the knuckle and slowly drifts out.

Like a spider web, like dragon scales, like a thunder serpent emerging from its shell, the lightning patterns climbed inch by inch along his arm bones, shoulder blades, and spine, reaching his neck and skull. Wherever the lightning patterns reached, his bones vibrated.

"Crack." A cracking sound exploded from the depths of the bone marrow.

Immediately afterwards, the world seemed to be stirred by an inexplicable force, the wind and snow stopped, and the lightning flowed back.

"boom."

In an instant, his Thunder Bones resonated within him, his more than nine hundred vertebrae striking like a great bell, light bursting through his skin, each bone seemingly forged from thunder and transformed into gold, blooming with breathtaking pale thunder flames in the cold snow.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, Tun Yuan exclaimed in shock, "This is... the Primordial True Body? You actually... used a mortal body to forcibly awaken the Thunder Bone's evolution?"

"This is not awakening."

"It is tempering, a rebirth at the cost of life and bones."

Chu Ning did not answer.

His skin cracked and blood gushed out, but in the next moment it was sealed by lightning, like molten iron.

Bones like thunder's spine, blood like thunder's slurry.

He stood amidst the wind and snow, like an ancient god awakening.

Lightning exploded from his heart, flowing inch by inch into his limbs and bones.

His true energy surged in his dantian, the toxins were instantly crushed by the lightning breath, his meridians were reshaped, and his blood and energy surged wildly.

From the top ten ranks, one can leap to the middle nine ranks.

Thunderous energy condensed like a tsunami; a sword was held in hand, lightning patterns intertwined, and golden light engulfed the sky.

Chu Ning slowly raised his head, his eyes no longer bloodshot, only the lightning reflecting the enemy's shadow.

In the next instant, Chu Ning roared and murmured, lightning energy surging in his palm. He raised the Broken Snow Blade high, and lightning patterns suddenly bloomed from the blade, transforming into a thunder ring that roared against the heavens.

"—The world is extinguished!"

"boom."

Lightning burst forth, as if the heavens had fallen, transforming into a massive vortex that swept outwards, instantly crushing the five-zhang snowfield. The snow layer was shredded into dust like paper, and the entire ice field suddenly collapsed.

The thunder ring, like a dragon emerging from the abyss, roared and tore apart the Five Ghosts Sealing Formation.

The Blood Chain Man was the first to be hit. The scarlet chain snapped instantly, and the barbs exploded and backfired. He was blasted ten feet away by the lightning, his internal organs shattered when he landed, he spat out three feet of hot blood, and his bones were cracked three inches apart.

The other four were shocked and furious. They forcibly erected a spiritual barrier, freezing ice spikes, spinning bone blades, and splashing poison needles. Their spiritual power surged wildly, barely resisting the aftershocks of the lightning ring. However, they were still knocked back several steps, their faces as pale as paper, and their energy disordered.

Qin Wuye's eyes narrowed, the Soul-Locking Banner trembled slightly, and the light patterns on the banner surface flickered incessantly, as if it was startled by some kind of uncontrollable lightning force.

Chu Ning knelt on the icy cliff, blood gushing down his cracked skin. His bones vibrated like thunder, his bones were overloaded, and his mind was pierced with a splitting pain.

He was like a corpse that had just emerged from a thunderous abyss, his entire body seemingly burning, yet he did not fall.

His eyes remained sharp and cold, like blades, reflecting the lingering lightning, as he spoke, each word deliberate and deliberate:

"Is this all you've got?"

The wind and snow swept in again, but the world was as still as if the bells and drums had fallen silent. The remaining thunder and embers swirled around him, and his cloak was torn and fluttering like a battle suit with ripped wings.

At the summit of the icy cliff, Chu Ning knelt on the snow, his Broken Snow Blade embedded in the ground, lightning crackling around him, blood flowing along the cracks. Behind him lay a patch of broken snow and charred marks; the Five Ghosts Formation had shattered, and all who stood there were terrified.

However, the battle was not over.

The black-clad figure, who had never made a move, finally moved forward slowly, Qin Wuye.

He walked with his hands behind his back, treading on the snow. The Soul-Locking Banner dragged on the ground as he walked, its surface bulging and black patterns swirling, as if thousands of souls were rolling and wailing within it.

He looked down at Chu Ning, whose lightning had not yet died down, and a hint of mockery finally materialized in his eyes:
"Thunder Blade Master... truly lives up to his reputation. It's a pity you're only a ninth-rank crippled being now."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly raised his hand.

"Soul Devouring, Transform into Mist."

(End of this chapter)