Peerless Little Immortal Doctor-Chapter 1854 - 1859: Infinite Transformations of Heaven and Earth, My Thunder Devours the World

"I must admit, young one, your arrogance is quite bold. I really want to see what makes you think you can impress me."

Bai Nian remarked lightly.

Xia Liu had a decent talent in Spirit Formation.

But to think he could possess the strength to shake me.

With his current state, impossible!

Perhaps another fifty years of cultivation might give him a chance to challenge me.

Another thing.

From Xia Liu's words, Bai Nian could hear no respect.

I merely praised him once.

And now he's flying to the sky?

If I don't teach him a lesson, does he truly think he's invincible?

Arrogance cannot be tolerated!

It's not too late to educate him now!

"Senior Bai Nian, please guide me!"

Xia Liu's lips suddenly curled upward.

The next moment, both his hands formed a Seal Decree, and an ancient Mysterious Arcane Seal Incantation took shape.

Instantly, a radius of hundreds of miles was covered by dark clouds.

A gloomy and oppressive aura descended from above, pressing down on the world within hundreds of miles.

Under this aura, even Bai Nian found breathing somewhat difficult.

What turned his face pale wasn't this oppressive force.

But the power concentrated within the dark clouds!

It was strikingly similar to a certain power he was familiar with!

On the other side, Ling Feng was already scared senseless.

Terrifying!

Is this the true strength of Xia Liu?

It's likely that even a cultivator in the False Elixir Stage couldn't withstand this!

I've indeed encountered a prodigy!

He's already nearing the strength of the Golden Core Stage!

I'm truly glad I didn't try to snatch his jade token.

The consequences would have been unbearable otherwise.

"Senior Bai Nian, have you ever witnessed the true Power of Thunderbolt?"

Before the final consolidation of the spell, Xia Liu asked.

This was actually what Bai Jue wanted to say.

Because in Bai Jue's eyes, Bai Nian was too pretentious.

Clearly, he had taken the wrong path in cultivating the Thunder Control Art.

Yet he acted so high and mighty.

If I don't make a move to educate him, he might truly think he's a legendary master.

Just one step away from ascending to the heavens!

"You..."

Bai Nian didn't speak, because he had a premonition about the power condensing within the dark clouds.

It was the most terrifying and powerful thunder energy he had ever seen in his life.

He almost considered using a Secret Technique to send a message to Tang Ze.

Who exactly is Xia Liu, and where did he come from?

Why is he able to wield such Powerful Arts!

"No! This is the Thunder Control Art!!!"

Just as the Heavenly Thunder resounded throughout the world, Bai Nian distinctly sensed a trace of power within the thunder.

He couldn't mistake it!

This was the very Thunder Control Art he practiced day and night!

"All transformations of the heavens and earth, my thunder devours the world!"

Murmuring softly, Xia Liu raised his palm to the sky.

Rumble!!!

Thousands of thunderbolts converged, forming a stream of black Mysterious Thunder.

As the black thunder appeared, everything within a hundred-mile radius trembled.

Every entity stood in shock and fear in its place.

"Roar of Thunder!"

With a shout, the black thunder surged down from the Nine Heavens.

The space shattered, revealing a bleak and boundless void.

In this Spirit Formation world, the spatial barriers were too fragile.

They couldn't withstand such world-destroying power.

When the black thunder passed through the void and arrived in Xia Liu's palm.

Xia Liu felt as if half his body no longer belonged to him.

He couldn't sense their existence.

This time, Bai Jue's Roar of Thunder was far more formidable than what he'd unleashed in the Hundred Victories Hall earlier!

If I hadn't undergone a level-up, perhaps more than half my body would be paralyzed.

Instead, my entire body might be immobilized, with me unable to move.

Crack!

The relentless power of the black thunder tore through the fabric of Xia Liu's sleeves.

The ground beneath his feet sank a bit.

Indicating that it couldn't bear the transcendent power of the black thunder surpassing the Spirit Formation.

Thud!

Suddenly, a shocking scene unfolded!

Bai Nian actually fell to his knees!

His white robe was covered in dust.

Representing that from now on, the Guardian of the Imperial Sky Tower would no longer be mysterious, no longer be powerful.

"Bai Nian of the Bai Clan pays respects to the elder!"

"Rise!"

Xia Liu shouted.

At the moment Bai Nian got up, Xia Liu pointed downward with a furious motion.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh!!!

The world-destroying black thunder pierced into Bai Nian's body.

Bang!

With a blast, Bai Nian spat out a large amount of crimson red.

At the same time, unnoticed by anyone, within Bai Nian's body.

A strand of black thunder raced through his meridians at an indescribable speed.

Finally rushing into his Dantian.

Bang bang bang!!!

Successive booming sounds.

Bai Nian's aura instantly weakened.

His face looked even paler than before.

No trace of blood could be seen.

"Ancestor!"

Bai Nian, lying on the ground, struggled to lift his head.

Ignoring the chaotic energy within his body.

He looked at Xia Liu with unwillingness yet pain, longing to understand the origin of it all.

Xia Liu's expression was flat, transmitting via Divine Sense: "Your energy body is deeper than Bai Xiao's, having practiced the modified Thunder Control Art more deeply. I had to use this method to devour the Thunder Poison within you, leaving behind a strand of black thunder. When not in use, it can serve as an existence for contemplation. At crucial moments, it can provide you a safeguard."

"This junior is grateful!"

Bai Nian also responded with his Divine Sense.

He was truly shocked yet joyful.

In earlier years, he did discover he had practiced a modified version of the Thunder Control Art.

Initially, the improvement was indeed fast.

But as he delved deeper.

He found the modified Thunder Control Art had severe drawbacks!

Entirely different from what the ancestor Bai Zun practiced back then.

But the Dantian had already gathered massive Thunder Energy.

Changing it was no longer possible.

Unless all the Thunder Energy was removed.

Achievable only by shattering the Dantian.

Over time, Bai Nian lost any thoughts on this matter.

Ultimately, due to certain events, he became the Tower Guardian here.

Before Xia Liu arrived, he was a despondent cultivator waiting to die.

Now, he was a Bai Clan cultivator reborn from the ashes!

"Relax your Divine Sense, I'll transmit some cultivation insights and directions to you."

Bai Nian complied immediately.

Soon receiving a message that left him restless.

Four thousand years ago, upon the formation of the Thunder Control Art, I with Foundation Establishment Early Phase, slew a Foundation Establishment Late Stage expert.

Three thousand five hundred years ago, with the fifth layer of my Thunder Control Art, I obliterated a Nascent Soul Early Stage expert at the Golden Core Stage Peak.

Three thousand three hundred years ago, my Thunder Control Art reached perfection, condensing the Nascent Soul.

From then on, known as the foremost in the Western Realm.

Three thousand years ago, with Nascent Soul Mid-Stage cultivation, I carried the Thunder Control Art to the Central Continent…

He carefully read the information in his mind.

Recording the peak of the Thunder Control Art at each stage, finally breaking through the Nascent Soul Stage and surpassing into Divinity Transformation.

"Bai Zun!"

Tears rolled down Bai Nian's cheeks.

He made no sound, only filled with deep emotion!

He never expected to learn about Bai Zun's deeds in his lifetime!

"Cough cough, don't ask me where this information came from, I just want to remind you of one thing, according to the cultivation insights and directions I provided, the future Bai Clan can rise again in the Imperial Sky Gate."

"Thank you, elder, for gifting such invaluable experience!!"

...

Watching the two exchange gazes without words.

Ling Feng immediately understood.

They were communicating using Divine Sense.

As she gradually regained clarity, her curiosity about Xia Liu's identity grew.

She didn't often pay attention to the struggles within the various divisions of the elders, so she was not well-versed in the situation of the Hundred Victories Hall.

But she could be certain, the Hundred Victories Hall was even more declining than it was a thousand years ago, and Xia Liu must be a powerhouse reviving the Bai Clan!