CHAPTER 540: CHAPTER 495: GOLDEN THUNDER, WHITE LIGHTNING! BOW YOUR HEADS BEFORE ME!

This point, aside from his own comprehension, was also the first thing he realized while studying the "Yushu Treasure Sutra," which was a wake-up call for him.

"To pursue the Dao, one must first cultivate the heart!"

He further speculated on why the Dao Heart’s magic of the Dao Heart was called the "Thunder Seed" by the ancestor of the Luo family.

It was because the ancestor Luo Fang also realized this point:

"The heart is a hidden thunder, indistinguishable from thunder; thunder is the manifestation of the heart."

Thus, the extremely firm and yang thunderous appearance of the Dao Heart was understood as the manifestation of the Thunder Seed.

Of course, for him who has seen through the Dao Heart’s magic.

He knew that the Luo ancestor’s understanding was a misunderstanding.

However, for the perspective of "the heart is hidden thunder," the guru Luo Fang directly applied it to the Dao Heart.

The "is" here does not mean the heart contains thunder.

Rather, the heart itself is the hidden place of thunder, no longer an external force hidden deliberately, but a part of the heart.

These mysterious words gradually enlightened Meng Chuan as he watched the mad old Daoist transform.

His gaze, as if admiring a work of art, infuriated the old Daoist on the mountaintop.

He saw the old Daoist’s body explode with lightning in an instant, as if stimulated, his "heart thunder" was maximally triggered, turning into a glaring white that illuminated the night sky.

"You bastard, prepare to die!"

Meng Chuan didn’t say a word; this mad old Daoist lacked martial integrity and had a filthy mouth!

He squinted, and in a flash, his body flew to the top of the mountain, and he punched directly into the chest.

He basically understood the principle, contemplated it closely, and then gained a lot of proficiency.

Completely wringing out the remaining value of the old Daoist!

After being killed by him a dozen times, he had no thought of respecting the old and cherishing the young.

Red and blue-purple intertwined into a spherical light wrapping his fist.

Under the command of Demon Suppressing True Qi, the Bing Fire Yang Thunder!

Next, the remaining "Five Elements Thunder" successively descended, crashing towards the old Daoist in waves.

At this moment, after transforming, the old Daoist moved quickly, but he couldn’t see clearly.

But now he had external bone armor and the same type of Thunder True Qi protection, he could withstand it!

His physique hadn’t come through, only the manifested form of his soul.

He didn’t care if his bones were broken or damaged, just endured.

Sparks continuously splattered on his body, the old Daoist’s attack was as dense as rain, almost "polishing" his body into a piece of red-hot steel.

Meng Chuan whispered to himself, the lightning around him turned from external to internal, using his "heart" to draw and comprehend, slowly nurturing and preparing to release.

When the body meets spring, it turns into thunder.

This time he paved the "path", but it was still unfamiliar, the whole process was somewhat slow.

The mad old Daoist beside, seeing Meng Chuan at this moment as if "spying on Thunder Techniques," was enraged again!

His eyes almost burst, laughing madly, his body surrounded by lightning that grew with the wind, once again charging at Meng Chuan.

"You bastard! You bastard!

You bastard!!!"

A series of angry shouts rolled out from his throat, the old Daoist’s vicious face revealed, as if something beloved had been snatched away.

He deeply suspected, this mad old Daoist must have been triggered by something, truly perverted.

Perhaps... it was the betrayal of a disciple?

Otherwise, why would he be so averse to learning from him.

Even a clay figurine has some anger, he immediately rebuked:

"Your thunder has already gone wrong!"

According to the Daoist Thunder Sutra, the opponent’s current state is that the heart is blinded.

The heart thunder turned into "external object," filled with destruction.

He had already guessed why the old Daoist died back then.

Evil thoughts in the heart, karmic fire self-immolation.

If the power of the heart thunder cannot be controlled, this is its outcome!

Ultimately, the source was a proliferation of inner demons.

Meng Chuan awakened himself.

Upon hearing this, the old Daoist just sneered:

"Bah! You bastard!"

In an instant, lightning flickered consecutively atop the mountain.

The thunder in Meng Chuan’s hands became even heavier.

While the rolling thunder surrounding the opponent’s body gradually turned to a deep brown.

...

The clash of thunder against thunder continued, the peak of this mountain had already been leveled by the two.

Boom!

Black smoke rose slowly from the mad old Daoist’s body, his whole self was blasted away by a massive force, transformed into a dark light falling to the mountain’s base.

The opponent now had his black, straight hair turned white again, his body no longer in the exuberant state illuminated by lightning.

Collapsed on the ground, his limbs twisted weirdly like a tattered rag doll.

Meng Chuan hunched slightly, wisps of smoke scattered wildly, his statue-like figure over ten meters tall like a descending god of war, eyes locked on the old Daoist lying on the ground.

Apart from the final release and the power of the heart’s demonic seed, he had exhausted almost all his means.

The one standing on the mountaintop looking down.

Ultimately became Meng Chuan.

This time, the old Daoist couldn’t defeat him anymore.

"Cough cough... you—"

The old Daoist coughed up a lump of blood foam, his voice dragging as he wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a sudden sound.

Thump... thump thump...

Thump thump thump!

The sound of a drum-like heartbeat transmitted from the mountaintop down to the mountain’s base.

From the outside, the heartbeat sound wasn’t actually loud.

But strangely, anyone within a hundred square meters could hear it clearly, even causing a resonance in their hearts.

For instance, the old Daoist’s heart began beating along with it at this moment.

Under this eerie rhythm, the sound of heavy hammers resembling the beat of drums could be heard.

This power erupted from the heart, as if it could shake the heavens and earth.

The old Taoist’s expression was incredulous, unable to believe it.

The Heart Thunder... has been born again.

Meng Chuan took a deep breath.

Sweeping Demon Suppressing Thunder True Qi surrounded him.

Collapse!

A flash of golden-white brilliance passed, like the sudden tension of a bowstring.

In the blink of an eye, Meng Chuan flickered from the mountain peak to the foot of the mountain.

The speed was indescribable in words.

The journey from the top to the foot of the mountain was like a hurricane passing through, tearing the air waves along the way to shreds.

With one slap, he dispersed the mist enveloping his body, stepping out from the airflow, his appearance somewhat changed from before.

A layer of dazzling color, half silver-white and half dazzling gold, adhered to the exoskeleton.

His body rose and fell gently with his breathing, sparkling waves rippling across his skin.

At this moment, his charisma reached another level, the old Taoist faced this terrifying momentum, finding it difficult even to open his mouth.

This is the method the old Taoist used to "transform".

In fact, he found his own "Heart Thunder".

That’s why, though using the blue-purple Demon Suppressing Thunder to stimulate the flesh, his body surface now appeared in golden-white colors.

This is the power of his Heart Thunder, activated by the internal breath of Demon Suppressing Thunder, manifesting its form.

He could sense that this crazy old Taoist seemed to be awakened by his appearance.

Appearing no longer frenzied, he calmed down.

The sound of swallowing heavily came, he heard the old Taoist’s mouth, word by word:

"Please, Jade Pure True King... Puhua Heavenly Lord, descend."

In the Taoist’s teachings, the Thunder Ancestor wielded this golden-white thunder!

Originating from the tale of "Three and Five Cycles", refining the pure qi of the nine heavens into "Golden Thunder", gathering the turbid essence of the four seas into "White Thunder".

When they merge, Golden Thunder leads the break, able to shatter the barriers of chaos.

White Thunder nurtures, capable of birthing vitality into all things.

Ordinary divine thunder rarely has such a mighty presence of golden and white colors.

Meng Chuan grinned, slowly said:

"All this fuss, it’s all my power..."

This is his internal Heart Thunder power being activated, not by external objects.

Although the scriptures are useful, they are too esoteric.

Just take their essence and utilize it based on one’s understanding.

But the old Taoist’s sudden clarity was within his expectations.

As the saying goes:

"When people observe thunder, they should consider the true meaning of [hiding softness within hardness, blending kindness within might].

Thunder can cleave mountains but also spur new growth; it can punish evil, but also awaken the confused!"

This crazy old Taoist was originally from the Shenxiao sect, the revered one being the "Thunder Ancestor".

Seeing his current state, it was like a wake-up call, a sudden realization.

Meng Chuan immediately exhaled, seeing that communication was possible.

Yet in the next moment, the eerie lightning crisscrossed again, striking once more.

The old Taoist seemed controlled by "programming", his face returning to a dark demeanor.

Launching an attack toward the golden-white clad Meng Chuan, like "betraying mentor and ancestor"...

Maybe only briefly awakened by the stimulus just now.

Ultimately, the other party seemed like the true essence of Martial Arts revived from the [Five Thunderstrike] martial arts.

He then remembered that the War Soul space can’t withstand the imagery world.

All characters here are "experience packs".

Almost like NPCs operating according to a fixed program.

The vast thunder attacked again, yet clashing against the "golden-white armor", the power sank like a stone into the sea, unable to stir even a ripple.

"Not much of an impression eh..."

If not for the firsthand tangible feeling, Meng Chuan wondered if the old Taoist hadn’t eaten lunch.

Standing with hands behind his back, allowing the opponent to strike.

Lightning pillars, thunder chains, even flooding into a thunder torrent rushing toward him, accompanied by the momentum of mountains and lands breaking.

The noise ceased, all having no effect on him!

All the old Taoist’s manipulations of thunder methods met his new armor like a breeze brushing past, vanishing into nothingness.

Meng Chuan finally understood the true value of his golden-white thunder armor.

At this moment, putting aside other aspects, his resistance to the Thunder attribute was maxed out.

"Thunder Ancestor’s power... all Taoist sect practitioners of the five-direction thunder methods, all Taoist sect embodiers of Heart Thunder method.

Everyone, upon seeing me, must bow down!"

The Heart Thunder power that clung to his body surface was of Thunder Ancestor level, naturally countering other Taoist thunder methods!

Whoosh!

The crazy old Taoist’s murderous intent turned into fury, channeling all the power of heaven and earth’s thunder to its limit, lunging forward explosively.

At this moment, the opponent’s actions were no longer untraceable in Meng Chuan’s eyes.

Strengthened, he already followed the movements.

Raising a single fist, it was like threading sugar-coated haws.

The old Taoist straightforwardly collided his heart’s core against him.

The punch’s impact from Meng Chuan produced a stout golden thunder column, piercing the heart and spine.

Power radiated from the old Taoist’s back, exploding into a radial scatter, the fire-ash of the thunder eruption instantly igniting, turning the hundred-meter radius into burnt sienna.

The roar of thunder explosion shook the ground and mountains, the old Taoist’s chest bore a large hole, countless cracks spreading like fragments, inch by inch into his limbs.

He then went limp, collapsing completely to the ground.

Meng Chuan laughed without grace, he already understood why his master wielded the Tao Heart to manipulate the Golden Thunder with such tremendous power.

Because Thunder Ancestor’s Golden Thunder inherently governs slaughter!