Transmigrating over ten thousand years late, I was forced to become a mighty presence-Chapter 498 - 220 Innate Nature Endures_3
Chapter 498: Chapter 220 Innate Nature Endures_3
This technique was inherited from the Five Thunder Sect, and it is the Five Thunder Sect’s signature technique. However, it can only be cultivated by someone with a special Dark Thunder True Body.
Innate Dark Thunder True Bodies are incredibly rare. The Five Thunder Sect once had methods to artificially create Dark Thunder True Bodies, but as their lineage was broken and lost, those wishing to cultivate could now only search for innately occurring Dark Thunder True Bodies.
Just as Shen Yuan was taking a keen interest in the cultivation techniques and scriptures within the Enlightenment Pavilion, a violent mana fluctuation suddenly erupted from the top level.
Accompanied by the raging mana of Divine Arts, a figure clad in magnificent clothing crashed through thirteen flights of stairs and slammed heavily into the ground below.
“Boom!”
The floor of the main hall on the first level cracked, and the sorry figure lay on the ground, coughing up blood profusely.
“Someone is fighting in the Enlightenment Pavilion.”
“There’s a surge of Primordial Elemental Qi, it’s a powerful Qi-training expert!”
“Run!”
The majority of visitors to the Enlightenment Pavilion were low-level cultivators. Seeing that a powerful Qi-training expert had made a move, they fled from the Pavilion like ducks in a row. In no time, the entire building was emptied, save for a few cultivators who were confident in their own strength and remained where they were.
A Qi Training Middle Stage cultivator, dressed in a blue robe with a lizard-like Spirit Beast perched on his shoulder, drifted down from the highest floor, looking disdainfully at the young man in the pit of the ground.
“So this is the so-called elite of the Imperial Capital? His strength is nothing more than this.”
On the other side, several young men in luxurious clothing who had just come downstairs said with furious expressions:
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“Yu Bo, don’t be too presumptuous!”
“It’s nothing but relying on your Spirit Beast and cultivation base. Don’t think nobody can deal with your Beast-Control Sect.”
“This is the Enlightenment Pavilion. It’s not a place for you to act recklessly!”
The elite youths of the Imperial Capital exuded their aura, pressuring down on Yu Bo.
Yu Bo, the current disciple of the Beast-Control Sect, looked arrogantly at the elites from the Imperial Capital and sneered,
“Was it not your people from the Imperial Capital who first suggested exchanging insights?
Now that you’ve lost, you put on this act. Do you really want to fight a battle of attrition?”
No sooner had he spoken than several young men and women clad in the uniforms of various sects stepped forward, their Qi Refinement Realm’s cultivation radiating without restraint.
The maidservants of the Enlightenment Pavilion were in a panic, and even an attendant at the Qi Transformation Stage looked extremely troubled.
Under normal circumstances, no one would dare to start a fight in the Enlightenment Pavilion. But the individuals present were the chief disciples from various Great Grotto Heavens Blessed Lands and the legitimate heirs of noble families from the Imperial Capital.
If both parties lost their temper, they would not care what place this was.
More importantly, there were more than twenty Qi-training cultivators present. If they started fighting, the protective Formation of the Enlightenment Pavilion would not hold, and this treasure pavilion, renowned throughout the Imperial Capital, would be destroyed inevitably.
Looking around, the attendant finally cast an unnoticeable glance towards the upper levels of the Enlightenment Pavilion.
On the twelfth floor of the Enlightenment Pavilion, a beautiful woman dressed in a wide-sleeved flowing fairy dress, with an elegant demeanor, leaned on the railing, silently watching the elite youths below with drawn swords and readied bows.
Although her eyes were undisturbed, her right hand, which grasped the railing, subconsciously exerted force, leaving a clear palm print on the Ironwood railing.
It was clear that her heart was not as calm as her outward appearance suggested.
“Crown Prince, do you really have to push me this far?”
Just as her thoughts were in disarray and she was uncertain how to respond, clear footsteps suddenly began to echo through the twelfth floor.
Looking towards the sound, she saw only a white-robed Taoist holding a long banner, slowly stepping along the stairway,
