Chapter 121: Purest Yang Thunder

Within the Thunder Pool, Jiang Yan was enveloped by vast purple thunder, his entire body radiating a disdainful brilliance that obscured his figure from view.

“Maybe… we should try going in too?”

“Jiang Yan seems fine, so this Altar probably isn’t that dangerous.”

Many swallowed hard, their eyes filled with envy as they watched Jiang Yan bathing in the Thunder Pool.

Having barely survived the Crimson Mist Crisis, they now faced an Opportunity right before their eyes yet felt powerless to seize it. Their inner frustration transformed into courage, and a determination to defy the odds began to stir.

“Forget it, I’ll try first. The brave enjoy the world first!”

One person gritted his teeth, thinking that if Jiang Yan was unharmed, he might be able to manage as well.

Boom!

The moment his finger touched the edge of the Altar, rolling purple thunder transformed into sharp swords and shot toward him.

“Ah!”

He quickly withdrew his finger, but it was too late. The thunder struck his finger with violent flashes of electricity, instantly turning it into charcoal.

“Ahhh, my hand! My hand!”

His finger, along with his entire right arm, lost all sensation. Had he been even a fraction slower, he likely would have been torn to pieces.

Everyone realized with horror: this kind of Opportunity wasn’t meant for slackers like them.

From then on, no one dared to take another step forward.

[System Log Updated]

“You are enduring the attack of the Purest Yang Thunder. Your Physical Body has greatly improved.”

“You are refining the Purest Yang Thunder Essence. Your absorption efficiency has slightly increased.”

“You are refining the Purest Yang Thunder Essence. Congratulations, the quality of your Aperture Points has slightly improved.”

Jiang Yan sat cross-legged on the ground, surrounded by a sea of immense energy pouring toward him. With all thirteen Apertures fully open, his absorption efficiency was enhanced to an astonishing degree.

The Chaotic Void Ancestral Spirit rose into the sky, greedily devouring the hundred-square-meter Thunder Pool.

The Runes on the Altar glowed with increasingly dazzling divine light, continuously drawing down heavenly Thunder Punishment upon Jiang Yan.

“Hmph—”

A ten-meter-thick bolt of thunder struck Jiang Yan. Even with his Doppelganger absorbing the damage, Jiang Yan still suffered greatly.

His clothes were completely destroyed, but fortunately, the vast thunderlight shielded him from being observed by outsiders.

Aperture Points throughout his body emitted faint arcs of electricity, greedily yet cautiously undergoing Tempering by the Purest Yang Thunder.

This scene made the onlookers quickly retreat a hundred meters from the Altar, completely abandoning any thought of entering for Body Tempering.

Damn, who could withstand a ten-meter-thick thunderbolt?

Were ancient Body Cultivators this insane?

“Not exactly. This Altar is conservatively estimated to be over ten thousand years old. The Talismanic Incantations that once restricted the power of the Yang Thunder have already failed, so the damage Jiang Yan is enduring is at least twice as severe as what ancient Body Cultivators faced.”

The liberal arts student from the history college gazed intently at the figure within the Thunder Pool, his eyes filled with nothing but curiosity and admiration.

“He’s practically a superhuman!”

“Hiss—”

Even stronger than ancient Body Cultivators. What kind of monster is this guy?

“When did your Silver Radiance Academy recruit such an amazing student? How come we didn’t know?”

Students from the Golden Radiance Academy looked enviously at the surviving Silver Radiance students.

The Silver Radiance students merely smiled, their expressions a mix of pride and awkwardness.

Pride, because Jiang Yan was, for now, indeed a student of their Silver Radiance Academy.

Awkwardness, because he was only studying at Silver Radiance Academy on an exchange basis. He might return to Blue Star any day.

Yes, that very Blue Star they usually mocked for its “trash Martial Way.”

The whims of fate often bring about events that are both unexpected and beyond our control.

“Fortunately, it seems the core Thunder-Limiting Talisman on the altar hasn’t been damaged. Otherwise, the Yang Thunder would be even more powerful, and Jiang Yan would surely be dead inside.”

The student examined the glowing runes on the altar once more, offering a detailed assessment.

“One could say Jiang Yan is quite lucky. If he had arrived a few years later, this altar would likely have been completely unusable.”

But soon, a cracking sound echoed from the altar, and a deep fissure appeared in the luminous rune at its very center.

“Holy shit!”

He shouted, startling everyone and drawing their attention.

“What happened?”

“The rune that limits the power of the Yang Thunder just exploded!”

The humanities student, eyes wide with shock, picked up his wooden-framed glasses, which had fallen to the ground in his astonishment.

“I take back what I just said. Jiang Yan’s luck is… absolutely terrible…”

“Once the rune fails, he’ll face Yang Thunder five times stronger than normal.”

“What? Doesn’t that mean he’s done for?”

Cheng Wu’s expression turned grave as he immediately shouted toward the Thunder Pool where Jiang Yan was.

Unfortunately, a sudden anomaly appeared on the altar ahead. The originally ten-meter-thick purple Purest Yang Thunder instantly turned golden, and a bolt of lightning large enough to cover the entire altar descended from the sky, drowning out all external sounds.

All Jiang Yan could hear was the endless roar of thunder.

The golden light illuminated his naked body like a sacred Buddha, pure and free of any impurities.

Boom!

The golden thunder struck Jiang Yan directly.

Pfft—

Jiang Yan spat out a mouthful of turbid blood, his internal organs suffering severe damage.

“Holy shit… so…”

“So…”

“So exhilarating!”

[System Log Updated]

“Your body is sustaining severe damage. Your recovery ability has greatly increased. Your physical body has greatly strengthened. Your Aperture Points are intensely stimulated, significantly boosting their vitality.”

A second later, Jiang Yan, who had been on the verge of collapse, was fully restored to his peak condition.

That single strike was enough to instantly kill a True Intent Realm expert, yet Jiang Yan had endured it.

“Damn, I didn’t expect this altar to pack such a punch. I really came to the right place.”

Jiang Yan was overjoyed, eagerly anticipating the next bolt of thunder.

“Bro Jiang! You died so tragically!”

A familiar, mournful voice came from outside, but it no longer mattered. All Jiang Yan wanted now was another strike of that golden thunder.

“Bro Jiang… Who would’ve thought I, Cheng Wu, would one day mourn the loss of a peer…”

“Bro Jiang…”

Cheng Wu began chanting the Great Compassion Mantra outside, his voice so sorrowful it could move anyone to tears.

Surrounded by thunder, Jiang Yan paid no attention to the commotion outside.

Boom!

Another golden thunderbolt descended from the sky, its force as immense as the heavens collapsing.

Pfft—

Jiang Yan spat out another mouthful of old blood.

“Exhilarating! More!”

Boom!

Pfft—

“Bro Jiang, wailing in grief! It’s all gone, everything’s gone! Now not even your body remains!”

“Without you, Bro Jiang, how will I, Cheng Wu, ever show off again!”

Cheng Wu cried as if his heart were breaking, still thinking about showing off even at a time like this.

Jiang Yan faintly heard the noisy clamor and thought to himself that he’d give whoever was making such an unpleasant noise a good slap once he got out.

After a brief moment of distraction, he refocused his attention on the altar.

Thunderclouds gathered in the sky, their golden glow shimmering as if concealing a Mysterious Metal Divine Treasury.

Another heavenly thunderbolt descended.

[System Log Updated]

“Congratulations on refining your tenth Aperture Point.”

“Congratulations on opening your fifteenth Aperture.”