Overdraw the future and become a peerless martial god

Chapter 139 Primordial True Body
But that's it.

You think you can get away?

Li Wujiu's cold voice rang out.

He appeared from behind the wall like a ghost, slamming down a palm to seal the exit.

"You know things you shouldn't know, but you do."

"Do you still want to cross the gates of hell now?"

A blood-patterned soul-locking talisman appeared in his palm, sealing his collarbone, and he struck towards Chu Ning.

Chu Ning's eyes flashed with lightning patterns, and the Broken Snow Blade was drawn with a clang, its blade reflecting Li Wujiu's cold smile.

"The Gates of Hell?" He scoffed, his blade pointing diagonally at the sky. "Today, I'm going to cleave your Yama's Palace in two!"

Before he could finish speaking, lightning struck down from the clouds, and the icy cliff shattered with a deafening roar. Li Wujiu's blood-stained robe was torn by the gale, and the snow beneath his feet turned into a charred, deep pit.

Beneath Li Wujiu's silver armor, blood patterns shimmered. In his palm appeared a bone nail as thin as a cow's hair, entirely black, with fine soul threads wrapped around its body. The black light pulsed, as if whispering.

At the edge of the Great Wall, thunder and blood collide.

"You must be Chu Ning?" His tone was calm, but it was filled with a chilling killing intent.

"Qin Wuye, that piece of trash, how come so many people didn't kill you?"

"However, I'll take all the credit."

Before he finished speaking, he hurled the black nail from his hand.

"Soul-Locking Nail - Soul-Seizing!"

"Shoot."

Before Chu Ning could fully turn around, the nail-like light pierced his body like a snake, instantly embedding itself into his right shoulder's vital point, causing the lightning energy to explode.

"Well!"

The excruciating pain felt like a thousand needles piercing his soul. Chu Ning's body froze, his right arm went numb instantly, his lightning meridians surged backward, his body was violently chaotic with lightning, his sea of ​​consciousness was in turmoil, and he almost lost control.

The Soul-Locking Nails, like venomous snakes piercing bones, tightly sealed Chu Ning's soul meridians and the source of his lightning energy. The chill crept up his bones, and the lightning was forcibly suppressed, like a dragon locked in iron chains.

"Click——"

Thunderous bones trembled, and a searing pain spread from the thoracic spine to the limbs and bones, as if the entire skeleton was being burned inch by inch in the thunderous flames.

Chu Ning knelt on one knee, his knuckles embedded deep in the snow, veins bulging on his forehead, sweat condensing into frost on his cheeks. The lightning energy within him was like a blocked river, violently surging within its confinement; once broken, it would unleash a torrent of devastation, a deafening explosion.

Li Wujiu stood with his hands behind his back, his silver armor fluttering, his cold eyes like blades.

"A mere eighth-grade cripple dares to covet the 'Divine Blood Eye'?"

His tone was sinister, yet his expression held a cruel excitement as he approached step by step:

"I initially only intended to refine your soul, but now I've changed my mind."

“Soul-severing, collarbone-breaking, skinning—I want to personally, bit by bit, dismantle your body.”

Before he finished speaking, blood patterns condensed again in his palm, and a low, mournful howl echoed through the void, like the wailing of ten thousand ghosts.

Chu Ning, however, did not move.

He simply lowered his head, clenched his fists tightly, biting his lips until they bled, while lightning within his body slowly condensed and took shape.

"You want to lock me up?"

His voice was hoarse yet firm, like a whisper before a thunderstorm, rolling in:

"Then you... are several realms ahead of time."

"boom!"

Suddenly, a long-dormant power within Chu Ning's body erupted.

Starting from the sternum, lightning spread out like a spider web, shooting wildly along the spine, shoulder blades, and arms, as if a thunder dragon had awakened, roaring and piercing through the bones.

Thunder patterns emerged deep within his bones, as if a thunderbolt had pierced his body, shaking heaven and earth.

"Crack crack crack—" The Soul-Locking Nail suddenly cracked with lightning patterns, and the next moment, it exploded into countless black fragments with a "bang", and the lightning energy surged and burst forth, like mountains and rivers collapsing.

Li Wujiu's pupils shrank suddenly, and a rare look of solemnity appeared on his face. The contempt on the corner of his mouth froze on the spot.

"This aura... is it really only at the eighth rank?"

Lightning crackled beneath Chu Ning's skin like a thunder serpent, blood trickling from the cracks, yet it couldn't stop his slowly straightening body, his gaze as cold as a frost blade.

"You think I'm kneeling?"

"I... am storing up explosives."

He slowly raised his right hand, and the Snowbreaker Blade was drawn again. Purple-gold lightning burst from the blade, illuminating the entire snowy battlefield.

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, the whispers of the Devouring Abyss resurfaced, tinged with mockery and amusement:
"The Soul-Locking Nail was quite effective, it just forced out the little bit of your hidden strength."

“What a pity,” he clicked his tongue, “You don’t trust me… and now I can’t lend you any help. You’ll have to deal with a sixth-rank enemy on your own.”

“However…” he changed his tone, a half-smile playing on his lips, “If you ask me for help, I might be willing to lend a hand ‘for the sake of friendship’.”

Chu Ning sneered, blood dripping from the corner of her lips:
"You really know how to pick the right time to raise prices."

"Please? If it really comes to that, I'd rather die here."

"Stubborn to the end," Tun Yuan said leisurely. "But do you know? The 'Primordial True Body' you're using right now isn't even complete yet."

"You have the Thunder Bone, and you have forcibly condensed the Thunder Tendon, but this is only the initial stage of the Primordial Chaos Path."

Chu Ning remained silent for a moment, and as the lightning danced around him, it seemed to be the first time he had seriously listened to the other party's explanation.

Tun Yuan continued, his voice deep and resonant: "Thunder bones form pillars, supporting the shape of heaven and earth. Thunder tendons act as guides, connecting the limbs and bones. Bones are rigid, tendons are dynamic; together they form the foundation of the 'Thunder Body'."

But that's far from enough.

“You are still missing ‘Thunder Skin’ – a shell that can withstand thunder and reflect external forces back at the enemy. You are also missing ‘Thunder Armor’ – a thunder armor formed from the extension of thunder bones and tendons, which is a symbol of the divine power of the Primordial True Body.”

"If the skin is made, the body will not break. If the armor is made, the god will not perish."

"The Primordial True Body consists of five parts in sequence: bone, tendon, skin, armor, and soul."

"You're only at the second realm now, not even a prototype, yet you dare to call yourself Thunder Supreme? You're still a long way from being a second-rank king or a first-rank monarch."

Chu Ning's expression remained unchanged as he replied in a low voice, "Then you should teach me."

Tun Yuan was taken aback, then chuckled: "Interesting, finally admitting defeat?"

“It’s not about giving in.” Chu Ning’s eyes were like frost. “You’re right about one thing: I can’t delay any longer.”

The sea of ​​consciousness trembled with wind and thunder, and the thunderous energy gathered in the spine. Chu Ning closed his eyes and concentrated. For the first time, he no longer just "endured" it, but followed Tun Yuan's instructions to actively harmonize and connect the power of thunder bones and tendons.

"Thunder bones support the heavens, thunder tendons guide the earth. Thunder fire rises from the dantian, breaks through the skull and ascends, then descends along the shoulders and arms, penetrating the palms and fingers."

"The thunderous breath should not be released in stages, but should be like a stream flowing into the sea, like the vibration of a zither string, like a sword that rings out before it is drawn."

"Remember, Ray is not your vassal, but a part of yourself."

……

Clad in a blood-red robe, Li Wujiu stood atop the raging snow-covered peak, pressing down with his palm upon the Blood Sea Thunder Seal. The heavens and earth roared, and the frost and snow swirled back, as if a god were executing a decree.

"So what if you break free of the Soul Nails?" he sneered, his fingers flicking as a mountain of blood-red marks fell down. "This general... is a sixth-rank official."

Chu Ning raised his eyes, his gaze like lightning, and lightning patterns appeared all the way down his neck to his skull, his knuckles crackling with lightning.

"Then go to hell and ask if a sixth-rank official is worth dying for."

Thunderous breath exploded.

Silver-blue lightning surged forth from Chu Ning's body, sweeping across his entire body like a tide. Lightning patterns danced wildly between his muscles, bones, and skin, and every inch of his flesh roared in fury.

The Blade of Broken Snow was raised high, and lightning condensed on its blade, actually evolving into nine lightning shadows from the void.

"—Nine Thunder Shadows!"

This is the third move of the Thunderclap Blade Technique, and it is also the first time that Chu Ning has fully unleashed it since entering the eighth rank.

(End of this chapter)