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In the depths of the forest, Sun Zhe was sprinting ahead, closely followed by Zhou Hanbin and the others, not falling behind even a bit. From a distance, four streaks of light could be seen darting through the woods, their figures indistinguishable, yet one could clearly feel the four powerful currents howling at low altitude, stirring up waves of terrifying air, sending leaves flying and animals fleeing.
Suddenly, Sun Zhe's expression changed slightly; his already pale face turned as white as snow in an instant. A trickle of bright red blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans slid down his cheeks, mingling with the blood and gradually soaking into his already tattered clothes, making the fabric appear even more vividly red.
Injuries could no longer be suppressed!
“Ha ha, Sun Zhe, you can't escape...” Seeing Sun Zhe's speed gradually slow down, Aoye immediately burst into mocking laughter. However, his footsteps did not slow down at all as he quickly closed the distance between himself and Sun Zhe. Zhou Hanbin and the others also revealed cold smiles; they knew that Sun Zhe was finished!
Although Sun Zhe had temporarily suppressed his injuries by tapping into his potential, this was not a long-term solution. After several encounters earlier, he had already sustained serious injuries. If it weren't for his strong physique, he would have collapsed long ago. However, after running at full speed for several hours, he finally reached his limit and could no longer suppress his injuries.
Glancing back, Sun Zhe's eyes were filled with bone-chilling coldness, but within that coldness lay a deep sense of unwillingness. He never expected that despite being so cautious, he would still fall into Zhou Hanbin's trap.
It wasn't that Sun Zhe lacked strength; with his abilities alone, he could have fought off four out of ten Thunder Masters and escaped. His strength was evident. Nor was he weak-willed; whether it was killing the deeply connected Zheng Er or pursuing the enchanting Han Xinrao, he showed no hesitation. His decisive nature in battle was certainly on par with seasoned veterans.
However, he was just a step too late. He had originally planned to deal with Zhou Hanbin after finding the Thunder Spirit True Fruit but ended up falling into Zhou Hanbin's trap due to momentary greed.
But at this moment, it was too late; a single misstep could lead to eternal regret. If there were to be another chance, Sun Zhe would surely not hesitate again. People often grow step by step after experiencing failure; although Sun Zhe had awakened to this realization now, it was already too late.
Suddenly, scenes from the past unfolded before him, flooding him with intense unwillingness.
Years of hard study finally allowed him to enter the capital for the imperial examination and soar high; he could finally let his mother enjoy some peace after a lifetime of toil and ensure that his younger brother would no longer have to look at others' faces for approval. Yet all of this was obliterated in a storm of thunder and lightning. What died was not just Sun Zhe's life but also decades of dreams and hopes...
Originally a member of a noble family with an enviable status, everything vanished overnight. A teenager was sold into slavery and endured years of inhumane torment filled with bitterness and suffering—all this changed in an instant. Who could he blame for this…
It seems that no matter which world he is in, Sun Zhe's fate is always so tragic. Is he really destined to be so unfortunate? Is he really meant to suffer such mockery? He is unwilling, he is unwilling!!!
"Boom..."
A purple Sword Aura swept down from the sky, like a purple rainbow, flashing in an instant with dazzling brilliance, directly striking Sun Zhe's back. His clothes exploded, flesh and blood splattered, and a horrifying wound appeared on his back, with crimson blood gushing out once again.
"Poof..." Spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, Sun Zhe's body swayed and fell like a rootless straw, his entire body being violently thrown back several feet. With a thud, he crashed to the ground.
"Brother Zhou's Purple Thunder Sword Technique is indeed extraordinary... This time I want to see how he escapes..."
Three streaks of light instantly revealed their forms in front of Sun Zhe. It was none other than the trio pursuing him: Zhou Hanbin and his companions. Under Aoye's praise, Zhou Hanbin sheathed his shimmering Purple Radiance longsword, but his cold gaze was fixed on the lying Sun Zhe. Although they knew Sun Zhe was severely injured, none of them stepped forward; they all remained three feet away from him, staring intently.
"Senior Brother Sun, I, Zhou Hanbin, always keep my word. I told you there are Thunder Spirit True Fruits here; there must be Thunder Spirit True Fruits here. The giant tree growing in that abyss ahead is the legendary Thunder Spirit Ancient Tree, and those purple fruits are the Thunder Spirit True Fruits meant for you... Unfortunately, you no longer have the chance to enjoy them..." Zhou Hanbin switched his longsword to his left hand and pointed ahead with his right hand, smiling faintly at Sun Zhe.
Hearing Zhou Hanbin's mockery, the prostrate Sun Zhe actually trembled as he supported himself with both hands and slightly bent knees. To the astonishment of the three, he stood up again. Following Zhou Hanbin's instruction, Sun Zhe raised his eyes to look ahead and realized that he had actually reached the summit of the mountain, only to find a steep cliff before him.
However, beneath the cliff was not a mountain gorge but an unfathomable abyss surrounded by perilous cliffs. The abyss was filled with countless Purple Lightning.
Within the abyss spanning hundreds of feet were numerous Purple Thunder bolts; Thunder Light flickered on the cliffs while Void electric arcs surged. Strands of Thunder Light lightning spread throughout the abyss, illuminating it with blinding purple light. Even outside the abyss, many terrifying purple lightning bolts flashed continuously, releasing dense Thunder Power that enveloped hundreds of feet around.
In the center of this Thunder Abyss stood a giant tree hundreds of feet tall. Its trunk was as thick as several barrels; even three or four adult men could not wrap their arms around it. Yet the peculiarity of this giant tree was not just its size but that it was entirely composed of Purple Lightning. It seemed almost intangible; its branches and leaves appeared to be formed from Thunder Light electric arcs, making it difficult to discern whether this thunderous giant tree caused the formation of this Thunder Abyss or if this Thunder Abyss nurtured this ancient tree of Vicissitudes.
"Thunder Spirit Ancient Tree..." Not only Sun Zhe but even Aoye and Tong Yuan were filled with shock. Licking his somewhat dry lips, Aoye exclaimed in disbelief; had they not come here chasing Sun Zhe, they would never have known there was such a massive Thunder Spirit Ancient Tree here.
The giant tree at the center of the Abyss is the legendary Thunder Spirit Ancient Tree. It is said that the Thunder Spirit Ancient Tree grows a foot taller every hundred years, and the one before us, exposed above the Purple Thunder, is already hundreds of feet high. If we include the unseen portion below the Abyss, it must be at least a thousand feet tall. This Thunder Spirit Ancient Tree has an astonishing age of over a hundred thousand years, which cannot simply be described as a Spiritual Artifact; it is more appropriate to call it a divine object.
“Zhou Hanbin, this time I underestimated you…” Sun Zhe slowly turned his head to look at the smiling Zhou Hanbin and said lightly. Blood dripped slowly from his wounds, staining the grass covered with wild weeds beneath him, but Sun Zhe seemed to feel nothing, his expression unchanged.
“If I had another chance, I would have killed you right on top of the Cliff in that secret realm…” He stepped forward slowly, each step steady and firm beneath Sun Zhe's feet, despite his trembling. His words, filled with undisguised killing intent, came out as if they were perfectly natural, without any hint of surprise.
“Unfortunately, you didn’t… so you are destined to fall at my hands, Zhou Hanbin…” Zhou Hanbin maintained his smile and spoke lightly.
“I did not fall into your hands; you are mistaken…” Sun Zhe suddenly laughed, a hearty laugh that carried an eerie undertone.
Seeing Sun Zhe's smile, Zhou Hanbin's expression changed abruptly, giving rise to an uneasy feeling… Without any further words, he transformed into a gust of wind and charged toward Sun Zhe in an instant. His right hand wielded the sword, which spun slightly and unleashed a terrifying wave of Purple Energy that swept directly toward Sun Zhe. At this point, he did not want to complicate matters further!
“Haha… you have no chance left…” Long before Zhou Hanbin made his move, Sun Zhe had already activated the remnants of his Thunder Spirit Power. He transformed into a bolt of lightning and jumped off the cliff, plunging headfirst into the Thunder Abyss.
“The next time we meet… will be your day of demise, Zhou Hanbin…” The fragmented voice echoed from below the Abyss. In the blink of an eye, he vanished without leaving a ripple in the vast Thunder Pool below.
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