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The blood of Glamorous dripped slowly down the Blade, the sound echoing sharply in the silence of the courtyard. After a night of slaughter, the entire area had fallen eerily quiet, with only the cold wind howling around the street corners, carrying with it a strong stench of blood.
Sun Zhe stood quietly in the courtyard, coldly gazing at the five remaining Golden Thunder Sect Cultivators before him. At this moment, these proud disciples finally felt a hint of fear; they realized that Sun Zhe was no longer the easy target they once hunted. A trace of dread gradually appeared in their eyes.
Lying among them were seven corpses, and strands of gray Killing Intent slowly rose from the bodies on the ground. Instead of dissipating into the air, it strangely shot toward Sun Zhe. To his surprise, these gray Killing Intents surged into his right arm, all absorbed by the Killing Tiger Pattern attached to it, which had transformed from the seven Thunder Sovereign experts after their deaths.
At that moment when the seven strands of Killing Intent were absorbed by the Killing Tiger Pattern, Sun Zhe felt a slight warmth in his right arm, a refreshing sensation coursing through him as if every bone in his arm had been purified. Each bone felt a bit harder, and upon closer inspection, his already prominent muscles appeared even more defined. Sun Zhe distinctly felt that the strength in his right arm had increased by a third in that instant.
"Could it be that this Killing Tiger Pattern can absorb Killing Intent at the moment of death to enhance my power..."
Although he was somewhat surprised by the change in the pattern on his arm, now was not the time for research. Coldly staring at those across from him, Sun Zhe's eyes were filled with an extreme killing intent as he spoke softly,
"Your Excellency, are you not going to show yourself? Do you really want me to kill all these Golden Thunder Sect disciples..." As soon as he said this, the five Golden Thunder Sect disciples looked back in shock toward the loft behind them.
"You are too arrogant."
A hoarse voice echoed in everyone's ears. Under their watchful gaze, a Gray-Clad Old Woman slowly emerged from the loft. Dressed in a tattered gray robe and with a face full of gray-white wrinkles, she looked no different from an ordinary Old Crone. However, her aged eyes glinted with chilling light as she gazed at Sun Zhe with a hint of disdain.
"I must admit that your Qualification is indeed extraordinary; even compared to those core disciples within my Golden Thunder Sect, you are only slightly inferior. Unfortunately, you are far too impatient. If I were you, I would have concealed my identity and cultivated for twenty years before reemerging. By then, who could possibly contend with you... Alas, you are still too young..."
This Gray-Clad Old Woman was another Elder Steward of Golden Thunder Sect and was indeed the Old Poisonous Woman mentioned by Han Li. As she looked at Sun Zhe, she shook her head slowly and sighed as if genuinely lamenting for him.
"This is where our differences lie; thus you will remain stuck in this Realm of the Thunder Lord for your lifetime. I am not one of those cowardly rats; I am a dignified man standing seven feet tall—why should I hide... Moreover, do I even need to hide?"
Gazing faintly at the imposing figure of the Old Crone, Sun Zhe's face flashed with a hint of pride. This Gray-Clad Old Woman was the only one in this estate who had stepped into the Realm of the Thunder Lord. However, Sun Zhe showed no signs of fear in front of her, for he had come here specifically to find this Gray-Clad Old Woman.
"The Realm of the Thunder Lord is indeed extraordinary. I admit that I am not a match for those masters who have lingered in this realm for a long time. But you have only just entered the Realm of the Thunder Lord; how can you be so confident that you can capture me? Just recently, someone else was equally confident they could seize me, but alas... Perhaps all of you from the Golden Thunder Sect are just this self-assured?"
Sun Zhe pointed to the middle-aged man who had attempted to capture him first, only to be killed by Sun Zhe with a single strike, leaving behind a cold corpse.
Upon hearing Sun Zhe's mocking words, a flicker of anger flashed across the old face of the Gray-Clad Old Woman. Not long ago, she had suffered humiliation at the hands of the Barbarian in the Wasteland of Demons. The Barbarian's strength was astonishing, and she had been unable to retaliate. Now, here was Sun Zhe daring to ridicule her; even her deep scheming could not suppress her rising fury.
"Good, good. Today I will let you witness the power of the Realm of the Thunder Lord and understand the difference between Thunder Sovereign Level and Thunder Lord Stage."
A glimmer appeared in her dim eyes, and an alarming aura suddenly erupted from her frail body. An energy storm swept across the estate, and brown clouds quickly filled the air. Her emaciated right hand shot out, conjuring brown Cyclones that seemed to indicate that she had complete control over the space around her.
Pointing a bony finger at Sun Zhe, she summoned seven different Weapons that had fallen to the ground, which immediately flew up and stabbed toward Sun Zhe from all directions. Each Weapon seemed infused with the Old Crone's spiritual power, surrounded by a faint brown airflow as if seven gray streams were rushing toward Sun Zhe.
With her ability to manipulate objects from afar, this Gray-Clad Old Woman unleashed a Divine Technique unique to Thunder Lord Stage experts.
Although this Old Crone acted with great ease, Sun Zhe did not underestimate her in any way. Even though she had just entered the Realm of the Thunder Lord, she was still within that realm. This ability to manipulate objects from a distance was common but contained significant power; each Weapon's attack strength was no less than a full-force strike from its original owner. It was as if seven Thunder Sovereign Level Cultivators were attacking Sun Zhe simultaneously.
His gaze suddenly turned icy. Since he had prepared to come here, how could Sun Zhe be unready? His figure flickered and vanished from his spot, evading several of the fastest Weapons. At that moment when several other Weapons shot toward him simultaneously, Sun Zhe swung his right hand downward with all his might. Blade Shadows flashed as he swiftly unleashed over ten strikes in an instant, sending sharp Sword Auras slicing toward the incoming Weapons.
A thunderous roar erupted as countless dazzling lights illuminated the estate. The brilliant radiance lit up the entire area. Under the assault of the Gray-Clad Old Woman, Sun Zhe emerged completely unscathed; not even his clothing was disordered in any way.
This scene immediately caused several powerful figures in Twin Lion City who had been observing this place to show expressions of astonishment. They had originally thought that Sun Zhe’s limit was dealing with these ten or so Thunder Sovereign experts; they never expected him to be able to contend against a strong opponent from the Realm of the Thunder Lord. The confrontation between a Thunder Sovereign Level Cultivator and a Thunder Lord Stage Cultivator undoubtedly shattered their previous understanding.
"Since you have already made your move, it's my turn now. Take this... Thunder Dual Slash!"
With a loud shout, Sun Zhe slightly lowered his body. Three Star Points suddenly manifested within his left eye, and the violent Thunder Power immediately surged into the Long Sword. Amidst the unbearable low moan of the Long Sword, Sun Zhe swung his arms forward with all his might, leaving no room for the Old Crone to refuse. The brilliant purple Sword Aura enveloped her completely, and the entire courtyard transformed into a world of purple in an instant.
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