Superpower Small Farmer

"Boom~~~~"

The Ancient Demon's mouthful of spit collided with the remaining Thunder and Lightning, exploding with a bang. Spit and lightning flickered together, their powers ultimately canceling each other out, lighting up the pitch‑black Whirlwind Abyss as bright as day.

"Yo-ho, Comrade Ancient Demon, impressive, huh. You actually blocked Heaven's Punishing Thunder with just two spits. Looks like your strength is anything but ordinary..." Wang Xiaoqiang saw the Ancient Demon block the first Heavenly Thunder, felt his heart relax, and immediately started flattering it. All so it would help block the second Heavenly Thunder.

"Pah! You little brat, easy for you to talk while standing there. Do you have any idea how valuable a mouthful of my spit is? Just one mouthful costs me a lot of demonic power... I blocked the thunder for you and used up two mouthfuls of spit. You better remember this: you owe me two mouthfuls of spit worth of favor..."

"It's just two mouthfuls of spit, I'll pay you back," Wang Xiaoqiang said. "It's not like it's some priceless treasure."

The Ancient Demon was thoroughly depressed when it heard this and roared angrily, "Pah! You little bastard, one mouthful of my spit is more precious than all the blood in your body. Can you afford that?"

"Ah, crap, Comrade Ancient Demon, the second Heavenly Thunder is coming down. Since you've already helped, might as well see it through; send the Buddha all the way to the West. Just help your brother one more time and I'll treat you to wine and women later..." Wang Xiaoqiang had just said this when, sure enough, the sky suddenly flashed. With a crackling boom, the second Heavenly Thunder split the sky and came crashing down toward Whirlwind Abyss, toward Wang Xiaoqiang.

"Pah, I'll send you out of here first, then we'll talk..." The Ancient Demon was not that easy to talk into it. With an angry roar, its tongue flicked out. That massive tongue was like a raging python, incomparably powerful. With one flick, forget Wang Xiaoqiang—even a mountain could be slapped flying out of Whirlwind Abyss.

It hadn't expected that this flick wouldn't send Wang Xiaoqiang flying. The Golden Flow Spear that Wang Xiaoqiang had transformed into actually got stuck at the critical moment on one of the barbs on its tongue.

The Ancient Demon had lived for over a hundred thousand years, always using the barbs and venom on its tongue as weapons, having slain countless enemies and taking pride in them, believing them to be peerless weapons. It never imagined that one day this peerless weapon would become a burden, a shackle.

Stuck on the barb, Wang Xiaoqiang yelled, "Comrade Ancient Demon, you're really being unfaithful here. I've already called you brother, and you actually ignore our bond and stab me in the back with a Yin Blade. If you don't want to help, you could've just said so... why do this..."

Hearing Wang Xiaoqiang's words, the Ancient Demon was so frustrated it wanted to vomit blood. Only, it no longer had the chance to vomit blood, because the second Heavenly Thunder had already blasted into Whirlwind Abyss—more precisely, into its wide‑open mouth.

The Ancient Demon had no choice but to roll its tongue again, wrapping Wang Xiaoqiang inside it, then spit out another mouthful of spit to greet the Heavenly Thunder...

What followed...

The Ancient Demon consecutively blocked four Heavenly Thunders for Wang Xiaoqiang. Its spit was completely used up; its mouth was parched and tongue scorched, almost smoking. It said weakly, "Br–brother, I've blocked four Heavenly Thunders for you, my spit is completely gone, I truly can't do it anymore. You'll have to handle the remaining Heavenly Thunders yourself..."

At this point the Ancient Demon didn't dare anger Wang Xiaoqiang either. Otherwise, if Wang Xiaoqiang just stayed stuck on the barb on its tongue and refused to come out, it would have to face the Heavenly Thunder together with him. So it spoke in a negotiating tone.

Four Heavenly Thunders had passed; three remained. Wang Xiaoqiang felt he could withstand them, and he also wanted to use this Thunder and Lightning to temper his Divine Light. So he said, "Alright then, seeing as you helped me block four Heavenly Thunders, I won't make things difficult for you. I'll take the remaining three Heavenly Thunders myself."

As he spoke, Wang Xiaoqiang leapt up, leaving Whirlwind Abyss. Before the fifth Heavenly Thunder fell, he sat cross‑legged outside Whirlwind Abyss, raising both hands high above his head in a Heaven-Lifting Power posture, closed his eyes, and began to perform his Breathing Technique in an orderly rhythm according to the Thunderclap Palm Technique Heart Technique Incantation...

Inhale... exhale... inhale... exhale...

Suddenly.

The world lit up abruptly. A massive bolt of lightning, like a silver ribbon, leapt out of the vortex in the dark clouds, splitting the sky as it descended, striking into the earth of Soul Gathering Valley and landing on Wang Xiaoqiang's upraised hands atop the mountain where he sat.

The next moment...

Wang Xiaoqiang's hair suddenly bristled, each strand standing on end like steel wire. At the same time, his tightly shut eyes snapped open; his eyeballs bulged as if they were about to pop out. His whole robe billowed like a sail, then suddenly exploded with a bang, turning into drifting ashes.

Inhale... exhale... inhale... exhale...

Wang Xiaoqiang forcibly steadied his mind, performing his Breathing Technique strictly according to the Heart Technique Incantation recorded in the Thunderclap Annihilation Palm, not daring to be the slightest bit careless.

As that Electric Arc entered his body, all his muscles felt as if countless tiny bugs were burrowing through them, writhing violently. On his back, the Patterned Beast at this moment suddenly turned vividly crimson, letting out a thin sharp screech as Barbarian Wasteland aura spread out...

Right now, besides the Patterned Beast, his hands, the Holy Path of Courage, and his Heavenly Eye were all absorbing that fifth Heavenly Thunder. In the end, the fifth Heavenly Thunder was completely divided up.

But very soon, the sixth Heavenly Thunder crashed down, striking Wang Xiaoqiang's hands.

At this time, Wang Xiaoqiang's hands, Patterned Beast, Holy Path of Courage, and Heavenly Eye had all absorbed Thunder and Lightning to saturation and could no longer Refine and Transform it. Wang Xiaoqiang had no choice but to guide the sixth Heavenly Thunder into his Divine Light and begin tempering it. Originally, the red Divine Light on his body was already charged with electricity, while the orange Divine Light and yellow Divine Light were not yet electrified.

Wang Xiaoqiang guided the sixth Heavenly Thunder into the orange Divine Light. Eventually, the sixth Heavenly Thunder sank into the orange Divine Light and vanished, while latent electrical power now hummed within the orange Divine Light.

Just then, heaven and earth suddenly lit up. The seventh Heavenly Thunder flashed down from the depths of the dark clouds like a white dragon, charging straight at Wang Xiaoqiang, thick as a pillar, with an overwhelming momentum and terrifying might...

The seventh Heavenly Thunder was the final stroke of the Heavenly Tribulation, and the most massive.

"Boom~~~~~~"

With an explosive roar, that immense seventh Heavenly Thunder struck Wang Xiaoqiang's hands. His face instantly flushed red, his eyes went bloodshot in a blink, and every hair on his body stood on end...

Wang Xiaoqiang almost couldn't endure this Heavenly Thunder. At the critical moment, he immediately urged his Blood Qi to resist. Only after the Blood Qi had consumed a portion of the Thunder Power did he finally manage to bear this Heavenly Thunder. Then, with a sharp stir of his Willpower, he guided this Heavenly Thunder into his Divine Light—more precisely, into the yellow Divine Light.

Crack, crack~~~~

The lightning kept exploding within the yellow Divine Light, as if it were about to burst the yellow Divine Light apart. Obviously, the newly formed yellow Divine Light was still immature, its foundation unstable, unable to bear the most massive seventh Heavenly Thunder.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoqiang's heart skipped a beat. He made a snap decision and immediately drove his Blood Qi, shaving off another portion of the seventh Heavenly Thunder's power, only then allowing the yellow Divine Light to bear that vast Thunder Power...

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