Chen Ping's Sword

In midair, the dark clouds were as black as ink, covering an area of several hundred meters around.

The celestial phenomenon changed suddenly.

One moment the sun was shining brightly, and the next, the vicinity of Bacang Mountain turned into a howling wind and swirling dark clouds, as if a great demon had been unleashed.

Underneath this darkness as black as night.

Chen Ping noticed that there were strands of blazing white halos penetrating through, occasionally creating long, zigzagging spider web-like traces in the pitch-black sky.

'Well, this is lightning madly condensing.'

'I never heard anyone say that breaking through a realm would result in getting struck by lightning.'

Chen Ping bitterly muttered to himself, realizing that this seemingly carefree girl Fang Qingzhu was actually quite unreliable.

Spending all day eating, without explaining such important matters in advance.

It's a complete waste of all the fine food fed into her stomach.

After cautiously shifting tens of meters, Chen Ping noticed that the black clouds filled with lightning moved along with him. No matter how fast he was, he couldn't outrun the changes in the celestial phenomenon above.

Ridiculously, after trying it twice, the lightning within the black clouds seemed to get angry.

In a single breath.

The sky suddenly brightened, with streaks of red hues emerging within the blazing white, almost blinding Chen Ping's eyes.

A bolt of lightning as thick as a basin struck directly down from some unknown place.

Chen Ping swore he had only seen such a magnificent scene in a sci-fi movie in his previous life.

It was like the main cannon laser blast from a cosmic warship in the sky.

Its might, even more than his full-powered Sun and Moon Essence Ring driven by essence blood and soul Qi at that time.

This lightning, regardless of its power, seemed intelligent, akin to that Heaven-Reaching Tower before, capable of discerning the level of one's cultivation.

The descending light beam emphasized speed.

Without allowing Chen Ping to rethink repeatedly.

He could only see it had already struck overhead.

He barely had time to raise the Sun and Moon Essence Ring above his head to a height of thirty meters before the majestic lightning struck through it and hit his body.

Chen Ping groaned, as his jet-black waterfall-like hair and all of his body hair instantly turned to ash.

Then, his skin, muscles, and bones simultaneously burned and melted, visibly on the verge of collapse, while his internal organs suffered severe impact, countless tiny particles simultaneously shattered.

Even in his mind, within his Manifest Saint Realm, his already formed soul, under the ferocious bombardment of the lightning, shrank by three to four times, and his soul consciousness began to deplete rapidly.

The hill he stood on turned to dust silently, leaving a glazed pit spanning a hundred meters wide and over a dozen meters deep.

"What a thunderbolt..."

Chen Ping cried out in pain, immediately shutting his mouth.

The recent heavy blow was so painful it pierced his heart.

The main concern was that saying two more words might prompt his charred lips to leave his handsome face.

Of course, it was far from handsome now.

Not much better than a beggar's appearance.

Thankfully, this was a 'Realm-Breaking Thunder', not a 'Thunder of Destruction'. Amidst the killing intent, there lay a peculiar, rich vitality.

A flash of lightning.

The surroundings were a white expanse.

It only persisted for two breaths before the power gathered in the black clouds dispersed completely.

With a gust of wind, the dark clouds vanished without a trace.

Where the prior lightning had formed, threads of seven-colored mist appeared, like rainbow light, shining on Chen Ping's body.

His charred body instantly drank the nourishing rain like parched earth.

Tendons grew, bones rejoined, and his internal organs, after tempering, became even stronger, especially the heart. With each contraction and expansion, the surging blood flowed like a vast river, rushing to every tiny channel of blood vessels.

His skin, previously not resembling a human's and transparent like tough glazed material, reverted to a flesh color of red within white, as tender as a freshly peeled egg.

If only the top of his head wasn't bald and hairless.

This scenario felt akin to rebirth.

Supporting his body, with True Essence like woven brocade, he absorbed vitality from all directions, forming a blue-green robe that barely covered his frame, saving him from being seen by Fang Qingzhu and her servants.

Otherwise, that would have been too embarrassing.

Strangely enough.

Chen Ping tried clenching his fist.

He realized that even after his skin, bones, and blood reverted to their original color, they didn't seem as weak as he imagined.

On the contrary, they were much stronger.

He extended his hand.

The Black Dragon Sword flew into his hand, slashing heavily at his palm, but not a single white mark appeared.

This layer of delicate porcelain white skin boasted astonishing defense.

When his True Gang Glazed Body reached perfection, even using hundreds of thousands of pounds of force could only slightly cut his palm.

Yet now, it couldn't even scratch him.

Moreover, his current strength was more than a million pounds...

Chen Ping exerted force silently, and the mysterious meteorite-forged Black Dragon Greatsword, his long-time companion, had several deep finger marks dented into its hilt like soft clay.

'Will this weapon even be usable? In future battles, won't I have to be extremely careful, not to break my greatsword before killing the enemy?'

Chen Ping was slightly stunned.

"No need to test further, after breaking into the Divine Martial Realm, there's a saying about refining the True Form and casting the Dao Foundation.

All basic abilities, such as strength, speed, and spirit, have increased at least threefold from their original state."

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