CHAPTER 954: CHAPTER 954: CONDENSING THE THUNDER SEED

Chen Nan walked into the Xuanting Thunder Pool, causing many cultivators to feel completely unbalanced.

Why were they so cautious and painstakingly only able to touch the edges, while a cultivator at the seventh level of Foundation Establishment, without even using any defensive techniques, walked straight in with just his physical body?

How unfair is this?

The most unbalanced mentally were the cultivators who had previously mocked Chen Nan.

To successfully enter the Thunder Pool, one must either have Thunder Spirit Roots or possess a secret treasure with Thunder attributes, so how could Chen Nan do it?

Especially as he had mocked, Chen Nan didn’t even pay him any mind and just casually stepped into the Thunder Pool, as if silently delivering a slap to his face.

"Could it be... that the thunder power in the Thunder Pool has weakened?"

"It must be the case, otherwise, how could a cultivator at the seventh level of Foundation Establishment walk right in?"

He seemed to have found a suitable reason and firmly believed it, wanting immediately to mimic Chen Nan and enter the Thunder Pool.

It’s known that for every hundred meters deeper into the Thunder Pool, the thunder’s power doubles. Be it refining the physical body or refining thunder, the deeper one goes, the better.

Thus, he summoned a small clock, which spread a golden shadow over him, eager to enter the Thunder Pool.

But as soon as he entered, he regretted it, because the thunder’s power hadn’t weakened one bit, remaining immensely strong!

The thunder crashed heavily upon the small clock, causing it to tremble continuously, flashing the shadow that covered him, while his mana was being rapidly consumed.

He forced himself to take two steps forward but couldn’t endure any longer.

"No, I must get out!"

He turned to flee, but thunder had already surrounded him densely. He didn’t even have time to consume elixir pills to restore his mana before the small clock shattered.

"No!"

He let out a terrified scream before being engulfed by the thunder.

The cultivators watching from outside this scene all retreated two steps with uneasy hearts.

Remembering their earlier ridicule towards Chen Nan made their faces painfully hot.

Tang Zhirou also witnessed the scene and anxiously inquired, "Master, do you think my senior won’t encounter any trouble?"

Xuan Hui clasped his hands together, gently smiling, saying, "Amitabha, Benefactor Chen is truly one with deep fortune and will certainly be safe."

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Bathed in thunder, a tingling sensation spread through Chen Nan’s body, while feeling his flesh and bones becoming increasingly resilient under the thunder’s refining.

No wonder some body refining cultivators come seeking thunder for body refinement; it’s more effective than self-cultivation.

However, no one dared to stand directly in the Thunder Pool and bathe in thunder like Chen Nan; it was akin to courting death.

After feeling it for a while, Chen Nan continued forward.

This level of thunder was no longer effective for him, unable to cause him harm.

However, after walking a hundred steps, his expression suddenly changed.

Because even he felt the pressure from these thunders, a painful sensation from slight injuries, and despite utilizing thunder control abilities, he couldn’t completely evade it.

Evidently, these thunders were more pure and advanced than those outside.

Choosing a spot casually, Chen Nan sat down and began refining the thunder that fell upon him.

This painful process was akin to Lingchi punishment, as the thunder raged within, destroying his flesh and letting it regenerate, a process repeated millions of times.

After a full day and night, Chen Nan slowly opened his eyes, a trace of thunder flickered across his vision.

"Phew, it truly wasn’t easy."

Standing up, the thunder here posed no threat to him any longer.

Ordinary cultivators would refine thunder bit by bit; no one dared to forcefully flood their body with thunder like Chen Nan and refine it directly.

After all, the innate divine ability of the Thunder Wing White Tiger made the thunder like a painfully effective supplement for him.

Chen Nan continued forward. After another hundred steps, the thunders here visibly differed as their color shifted to gold.

Thunder has various categories with differing powers.

The most ordinary is normal thunder; ascending are the Golden Thunder and Red Prison Thunder, with the most powerful being Purple Sky Divine Thunder, rumored to have something even stronger, called Hongmeng Origin Thunder.

But no one has ever seen it.

Thunder division exists because when cultivators ascend from Golden Core Stage to Nascent Soul Stage, they undergo thunder tribulations.

Successfully passing the tribulation means becoming a Nascent Soul True Man; failure results in death and the destruction of the Dao.

Even thunder tribulations vary in intensity, with greater potential bringing more terrifying tribulations.

Of course, those wicked to the core receive "special attention" during tribulations, making it incredibly difficult for demon cultivators to survive the trials.

Currently, Chen Nan was far from undergoing tribulation, yet the Golden Thunder that solely appears in tribulations was right before his eyes, causing great surprise.

"What’s further ahead? Could there be more advanced thunder?"

Driven by curiosity, he stepped into the range of the Golden Thunder.

In an instant, majestic heavenly power descended upon him, nearly bringing him to his knees, and the golden thunder struck him, leaving him battered!

Now understanding the power of Golden Thunder, Chen Nan quickly enveloped his entire body with thunder and cautiously sat down, absorbing and refining the Golden Thunder.

The refining process remained painful, but a golden seed gradually formed in his Dantian, shifting the thunder he controlled to Golden Thunder.

It took a full three days and nights before Chen Nan finished refining the Golden Thunder.

Standing up, he thought intently, and the thunder seed within him erupted with golden thunder, appearing in his palm, transforming as he willed.

Just with Golden Thunder alone, no ordinary ninth-level Foundation Establishment cultivator could withstand him, considering it’s tribulation thunder usually striking Golden Core Peak cultivators!

Curious about what thunder lay ahead, Chen Nan stepped forward, and a hundred steps further, he encountered red thunder ahead.

Evidently, this was Red Prison Thunder.

At the edge of Red Prison Thunder sat a young-looking cultivator with upright golden hair and a robust physique, revealing his chest.

At this moment, he was gradually refining Red Prison Thunder.

Noticing someone approaching, the man curiously opened his eyes and looked at Chen Nan, becoming more puzzled.

"How... did you walk here?"

Chen Nan frowned but still replied, "I just walked over."

"How is that possible?" the cultivator appeared incredulous, "You’re only at the seventh Foundation Establishment level. Mere Golden Thunder from before would easily destroy you, how could you reach here?"

He glanced backwards, showing a strange expression.

Now, anyone could venture deep into the Thunder Pool?