Overdraw the future and become a peerless martial god

Chapter 150 The Abyss Appears, A Clash of Wills
That wisp of golden lightning pattern hidden deep within the lightning core seemed to be breathing slowly with some kind of will, like a divine eye that had not yet opened, yet it was already captivating.

His expression darkened, and his tone became low and slow, as if he were talking to himself, or perhaps probing for the right path:
"However, I really want to ask you..."

"What else is hidden in your sea of ​​consciousness... besides me?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Ning frowned slightly, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

He knew perfectly well what Tun Yuan was thinking.

The Primordial Divine Decree must not be revealed, and the origin of the Thunder Dao must not be shown lightly.

He remained calm and answered in a deep voice:

"nothing."

"It's just that I've made a breakthrough in the Dao of Thunder, and the Thunder Heart has taken shape."

Tun Yuan stared at him for a few moments, as if judging whether it was true or false, then chuckled:
"Heh...you little rascal, you're getting better and better at hiding your true colors."

As he spoke, he composed himself and fixed his gaze on Lei Xin.

His blood-red pupils contracted slightly, his eyes first revealing greed and possessiveness, followed by a morbid obsession and distortion.

"This lightning core..."

"You actually managed to use soul bones as a furnace, the Five Thunders as a foundation, and the will of Heaven as fuel..."

"To forge such a Thunder Source Heart..."

He murmured to himself, his voice trembling more and more, as if he had seen a rare treasure that had not been seen for millennia.

"If I could obtain it... even if I were only left with a remnant soul..."

"I too can reshape my divine consciousness, defy fate, and return to the realm of immortality!"

Chu Ning's pupils contracted, and his eyes turned icy:

"you dare……"

But before he could finish speaking, Tun Yuan's body trembled, and he transformed into a dark, misty soul shadow, silently approaching the Thunder Core.

His soul, like mist and smoke, stealthily extended a faint, blood-red thread of consciousness before Lei Xi could detect it, like a venomous snake, quietly coiling around the surface of the thunder core.

The voice of the Devourer was as low as a poisonous oath, swirling in his mind:
"Just one line is enough..."

"I will not seize your consciousness, nor will I take your life... I only want this Thunder Heart..."

His voice grew increasingly wild as he spoke, his spiritual consciousness deepening deeper and deeper, as if he could already see the illusion of the divine path reopening and the tribulation of lightning kneeling in worship.

It was a deep-seated obsession, a morbid greed that was willing to destroy the host and sacrifice itself in order to seize the Thunder Source Divine Core.

But he forgot one thing.

This Thunder Heart is not a "divine object".

It is the true self formed by Chu Ning's soul fire, tempered by thunder bones, and infused with vows.

Just as that wisp of soul was about to touch the origin of the lightning core.

Suddenly, the lightning core blazed with a brilliant purple light, and the purple-gold lightning surged like a sea of ​​stars pouring down, while the thunderous roar was like a thousand heavenly drums beating in unison.

A streak of purple-gold lightning descended vertically from Chu Ning's Soul Platform, like a pillar of divine punishment from the heavens, carrying the power of heaven and earth's judgment, and slashed down furiously.

But this time, it wasn't just thunder.

From the crack where the lightning struck, five ferocious figures suddenly burst forth:

Golden Crow, Black Serpent, Snow Fox, Soul Lion, Nightmare Tiger.

The five beasts and thunder shadows burst forth from the lightning, resembling five heavenly punishments.

The first coil of the Xuan Snake transformed into a ten-thousand-foot-long black python, which suddenly locked onto the neck of the Devouring Abyss Soul Shadow. Its scales were as black as iron, and its strength was as great as a mountain, crushing his soul body by half an inch.

"Sizzle!" The raven feathers were consumed by fire.

The golden crow flapped its wings and burned the sky, transforming into a golden-feathered blazing sun. Its claws swooped down, blasting flames from the Blood Soul Seal on the top of the Devouring Abyss's head, blinding its soul eyes.

The snow fox swooped through the air, its nine tails raging, its sharp claws tearing through the wind, each claw piercing the heart. Wherever its claws passed, the sea of ​​souls froze, its claws nailing directly to the Devouring Abyss's soul core, the chilling cold piercing to the bone, shattering the soul and splitting the mind.

"Crack!" The soul thread snapped.

The Soul Lion roared furiously, its roar like a convergence of billions of thunderbolts, causing the Devouring Abyss's soul body to collapse and its limbs to shatter.

The Nightmare Tiger appeared silently and bit the back of the neck of the Devouring Abyss Soul Shadow, pulling him into the darkest part of his sea of ​​consciousness, where his soul fire devoured him inch by inch.

The five beasts surrounded and devoured it, as if the five elements were annihilating it. In the blink of an eye, the soul of the Devouring Abyss shattered, and its soul threads flew wildly.

"what."

Tun Yuan let out a bloodcurdling scream, but the nightmare continued.

His tattered black robe transformed into a flock of blood crows amidst the lightning and flames. They shrieked as they flew into the sky above his sea of ​​consciousness, their feathers dripping with blood and their bodies ablaze with sin.

In the eyes of each crow, scenes of past karmic illusions are reflected:

—A clan of blue foxes burned down their village and were wiped out; the fox children screamed as they were blasted into bloody pulp by a single palm strike from Tun Yuan.
—A white fox girl was nailed to a frost pillar, her eyes still open, her tear stains already frozen into ice crystals;
He once sat atop the bone platform, his feet treading on fox corpses, coldly mocking the cries of the Qingli clan.

These images appeared one by one in Chu Ning's sea of ​​consciousness.

And he stood beneath the mournful cries of millions of blood-red crows, his gaze as cold and stern as a divine executioner's command:
"This is the blood of her people,"

"This is the life you have to pay for."

"boom."

The Devouring Abyss shattered the wall of the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

The Devouring Abyss's soul was shattered, shrinking into a wisp of shadow at the edge of its sea of ​​consciousness, panting heavily.

"No...impossible..."

"You're just a mere seventh-grade cultivator..."

"What exactly is hidden in your sea of ​​consciousness?!"

He was never truly afraid.

Until this moment, he felt a sense of oppression against "existence itself".

He has possessed many geniuses and seen countless spirits.

But no single sea of ​​consciousness ever made him feel:
"I...shouldn't have gotten close."

A moment later, before the lingering power of the thunderous breath had subsided, Tun Yuan barely managed to gather his soul shadow and kneel on one knee in the abyss of his sea of ​​consciousness.

His black robes were tattered, and his soul threads surged. He resembled a severed soul torn from the depths of hell by a thunder god. Between breaths, he uttered a weary whisper that spanned a thousand years:

"I never imagined... that there would be a remnant of a higher level of will than mine within your sea of ​​consciousness..."

His voice held a rare hint of apprehension and disbelief, but even more so, an uncontrollable obsession.

He slowly stood up, his tone growing colder:
"But don't get too excited yet."

"This is something you can't handle."

"You used your lifespan as fuel and your soul's blood as fire to refine this heaven-defying technique..."

"The longer you hold on, the faster you'll die."

As he spoke, he raised his head, and the eyes beneath his tattered soul slowly regained their brilliance, like two deep wells, peering, tempting, and eroding.

Suddenly, her tone changed, becoming as gentle as water and as soft as the wind:
"Why not... merge your soul with mine?"

The voice was not human speech, but more like a bewitching spiritual thought, seeping into Chu Ning's soul layer by layer.

"I will reside within your spiritual platform to share the pressure of the thunder heart and the depletion of your vital energy."

Tun Yuan looked at the silent Chu Ning, his voice lower and slower, seeping into her consciousness like warm water slowly boiling her soul:
"I can protect your soul and bones, nourish your true essence, and help you extend your life by a hundred years."

"You will never grow old, and I will be reborn."

He paused for a moment, then suddenly changed the subject:
"It can also help you revive her—your Qingli."

As he spoke, he stepped forward, his soul shadow floating, each step landing on the center of Chu Ning's sea of ​​consciousness, black ripples spreading beneath his feet, as if he were stepping into the deepest part of Chu Ning's heart.

His voice was even lower, like a lover's whisper, or like a viper's hiss:

"Let go, Chu Ning."

"Leave it to me... and you can continue on your journey without worry."

At that moment, he flicked his sleeve, and a scene suddenly appeared in his mind:
—Qing Li.

She was bound within a crimson soul array, her soul shattered, her fox tail torn, her gaze unfocused, and she was being consumed by invisible flames.

Chu Ning was suddenly startled and almost stepped forward.

Swallowing Abyss sneered:

"Do you think she can rest in peace in her ancestral land?"

"If you don't know... the people of the Blood Refining Hall will not let go of the temptation of the Azure-Eyed Snow Fox's pupil."

He narrowed his eyes, his lips curling into a chilling smile.
“Unless you coexist with me and guard the Thunder Heart, her foxfire will be turned into ‘soul candles’ at sunrise tomorrow.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding lightning suddenly dimmed.

Chu Ning's expression changed drastically, his fists clenched tightly, and his teeth seemed to crack.

(End of this chapter)