C797 Thaumaturgy
It was then that he felt a sharp pain in his stomach.
Zhao Feng flew backward uncontrollably.
The black-robed man sneered. "Kid, since you like to play, let's play. I want to see how long you can last."
To be honest, the black-robed man was furious. He was a mighty late Golden Core cultivator. He had actually suffered a loss at the hands of an early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator. If word of this got back to him, How could he still have the face to see people!
Before Zhao Feng landed, the black-robed man disappeared from where he stood. In the next second, he appeared behind Zhao Feng and punched out.
Zhao Feng was like a sandbag, being hit back and forth by the black-robed man.
Zhao Feng's consciousness had already blurred. This was under the condition that the black-robed man had held back.
Don't misunderstand, the black-robed man didn't want to let Zhao Feng go. He wanted to torture Zhao Feng properly, so he wanted to take revenge on Zhao Feng.
Liu Tianhe sighed when she saw this. If she had the ability, she would have helped Zhao Feng, but she didn't have the ability.
In front of the black-robed man, she was like a child who was learning how to speak.
She was only at the False Core realm. How could she rival the black-robed man's late Golden Core realm? If it wasn't for the huge difference in their cultivation bases, the black-robed man wouldn't have come knocking on his door.
"I've played enough. I'll send you on your way with this attack."
The black-robed man looked at Zhao Feng, who was breathing heavily. A trace of killing intent flashed across his eyes.
A muffled sound suddenly came from the sky not far away.
The rumbling thunder woke up a trace of Zhao Feng's consciousness.
"On behalf of the heavens... Lightning Palm."
Boundless lightning gathered from the clouds in the sky onto Zhao Feng's body. At this moment, Zhao Feng was like a god who controlled lightning in ancient times.
"What is this?"
The black-robed man stared blankly at Zhao Feng in midair. Since ancient times, cultivators had to face the heavenly tribulation. As long as a cultivator hadn't ascended, who wouldn't be afraid of the brilliant heavenly might of lightning?
Although the lightning that Zhao Feng gathered couldn't be compared to the divine lightning during the heavenly tribulation, his opponent wasn't an immortal who was about to ascend, but a late Golden Core cultivator.
To be honest, this move of the substitute Heavenly Lightning shouldn't appear among cultivators.
Because there was no limit to this technique. As long as there was enough lightning, Immortal Exterminating Buddha wouldn't be a problem. However, if so many lightning were really summoned, what would happen before they could attack? Zhao Feng himself would be electrocuted to death first.
This time, Zhao Feng had gathered a lot of lightning. If it wasn't for the fact that he was covered in lightning all over his body, he would have been electrocuted to death. The man in the black robe was almost unconscious. He could probably feel the pain all over his body.
"What is this? Controlling heavenly lightning, could it be that sect? But in that sect, there is no Foundation Establishment disciple who can control so much lightning!"
The black-robed man swallowed his saliva and muttered to himself.
A Foundation Establishment ant. He didn't put it in his eyes. However, to be able to control so much lightning, it wasn't as simple as a Foundation Establishment ant.
If these lightning could fully display its power, it wasn't impossible to kill him.
"Foundation Establishment stage, how could you control such a spell? Or perhaps, it could be said that it was simply impossible. It's not a spell. But... Thaumaturgy? "
Liu Tianhe's knowledge was not something that the black-robed person could compare to. She clearly knew that there was another realm above spells, called Thaumaturgy.
However, things like Divine Power were no longer something that mortals could control. People without great opportunities could not even see the shadow of a Divine Power.
Only ancient divine beasts could obtain something like divine abilities. However, no one knew exactly what to do. Those who possessed divine abilities were all overlords of a region.1
Even they were wary of this. They didn't want to say it, and no one dared to ask.
Liu Tianhe's father was a great figure. Even she had only heard a few words from her father's conversation with a good friend.
That's right. Zhao Feng's substitute Heavenly Palm Lightning was indeed a divine ability. It was just that he didn't know it himself.
The Flood Dragon Pearl he obtained back then could already be called a dragon pearl. However, the moment that Flood Dragon successfully transformed into a dragon, it encountered an accident. Hence, it still maintained its Flood Dragon appearance.
However, the Flood Dragon Pearl contained within was already a genuine Dragon Ball.
Hence, it contained the divine ability of the substitute lightning.
Cloud Traversal Rain was a natural ability of the dragon race, and the divine ability of replacing the heavens' thunder was also one of them. A part of it wasn't a True Dragon, but a mere Flood Dragon. How could it have the ability to control lightning and summon the wind and summon the rain?
However, it was also Zhao Feng's bad luck. It was normal. Normally speaking, the Executor Heavenly Palm should be used in conjunction with the Cloud Cloth Rain.
This way, it could ensure that the lightning between heaven and earth could be mobilized at any time.
However, there were gains and losses. It was already a great fortune for Zhao Feng to be able to obtain a divine ability from the Dragon Ball.
"Go!"
When the lightning converged to an extreme, Zhao Feng felt that he might not be able to control it soon. He immediately struck out all the lightning.
The roaring lightning condensed into the shape of a dragon. Like a real divine dragon, it soared into the sky and flew towards the black-robed man.
Facing this attack, the black-robed man did not dare to underestimate it. After all, such an attack would damage his meridians if he was not careful.
At that time, if he didn't have a suitable Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, he might be stuck in this realm for the rest of his life.
Therefore, he didn't dare to take it head-on. Instead, he took the initiative to defend himself. A black light barrier appeared between the heavens and the earth. In front of the lightning dragon, the aura of death circulated within it.
The surrounding grass turned yellow one after another. An invisible black aura gathered towards the light barrier.
This was the aura of death. It was a unique kind of spiritual energy, similar to that of the Magi. The Magi's bloodline absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, while the black-robed man absorbed the spiritual energy emitted by the dead creatures between heaven and earth.
It was also called the aura of death. This kind of thing was invincible against living creatures. People who controlled this kind of thing could even jump levels and fight.
However, this also depended on the opponent. If it was an ordinary person, or even an ordinary expert, this Death Qi was naturally the list of names of Hell King. If one was hit, one would die. If one was hit, one would die.
However, the lightning dragon formed by Zhao Feng was different. This thing was not a living thing, but it was the embodiment of righteousness in the heaven and earth, the Heavenly Thunder Evil Extermination since ancient times.
Death Qi was naturally one of them. If the black-robed man wasn't standing there to defend, or could be said to be able to exchange for some kind of spirit energy, Zhao Feng naturally wouldn't be able to do anything to him.
However, the black-robed man caught up to both of them. As soon as the lightning dragon touched the barrier that was surrounded by the aura of death, It was like a flood dragon rushing straight into a sea.
Under normal circumstances, the barrier formed by the late Golden Core black-robed man should have been as indestructible as an iron barrier, but in front of the lightning dragon, it couldn't withstand a single blow.
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