<strong><b>Chapter 135</b></strong>
Feng Yuwan was deep in thought. She was so worried about Yang Chen that shepletely ignored her daughter beside her.
“Chen, Brother Chen?” Hearing her mother’s way of addressing the Holy Son, Feng Qian Ning’s beautiful eyes froze. She knew very well what kind of personality her mother had. She had always thought that her mother agreed to the marriage alliance with the Holy Son mainly out of consideration for the family.
But now … her mother was calling the Holy Son “Brother Chen.”
For her cold and stubborn mother to use such an intimate form of address, it couldn’t possibly be just a marriage of convenience. It seemed that during their time in the secret realm, the rtionship between her mother and the Holy Son had made significant progress.
Feng Qian Ning couldn’t help but feel a bit disappointed in her heart. She looked at the distant thunderclouds. Her heart was also full of worry.
The tribtion lightning was so powerful that even just a nce made her heart palpitate. She could only hope that the heavens would bless the Holy Son and let him pass through safely.
At this moment, the golden thunder in the sky continued to gather, like a sea of lightning.
<strong><em>Boom!</em></strong>
The sea of lightning tilted. A golden bolt of lightning struck downwards.
Dazzling golden light split the sky.
The pce where Yang Chen was located was instantly engulfed by the lightning. The golden thunder struck heavily on his body and his nine-colored primordial spirit, as if it wanted to annihte them. However, despite the might of the lightning, it did not cause any substantial harm to him.
The charred marks on his physical body instantly faded, and a dragon’s roar echoed from within,pletely unafraid of the thunder. The primordial spirit emitted nine-colored lightning, actually refining and absorbing the surrounding golden thunder.
After refining, the shadow of the primordial spirit became slightly more solid.
This miraculous scene also made Yang Chen’s eyes widen. That his physical body was unafraid of thunder was not surprising. After all, he had fused with the ancient dragon’s spine. His physical body was already no weaker than a true dragon’s. But that his primordial spirit possessed such a heaven-defying ability—to directly absorb tribtion lightning—was beyond his expectations.
It seemed that the heavens sensed Yang Chen’s unharmed state.
Another, even thicker bolt of lightning struck down from the sky.
<strong><em>Boom!</em></strong>
One after another, bolts of lightning continued to rain down, as if they were determined topletely obliterate Yang Chen. The nine-colored primordial spirit he had condensed was engulfed by the golden thunder.
Although it could not immediately absorb these lightning bolts, there were no signs of it dissipating or fading away. His physical body, under the relentless hammering of the countless golden lightning bolts, was faintly reaching the edge of a breakthrough.
<strong><em>Roar!</em></strong>
Finally, a loud dragon roar shot up to the sky, piercing through the clouds. Yang Chen’s body radiated golden light. Golden dragon shadows spiraled above his head, almost like tangible golden dragons.
After the baptism of the thunder, his physical body also broke through. He had reached the Soul Transformation Realm.
Yang Chen felt his meridians rapidly expanding within, the sound of his blood flowing was like the roaring of a mighty river. The strength of his physical body increased several times over in just an instant.
In the sky, the lightning continued to gather. The golden thunderclouds even covered the entire sky above the Ice and Snow City.
The cultivators within the Ice and Snow City, whether they were in the Golden Core or Nascent Soul Realm, all trembled uncontrobly. They had cultivated for hundreds of years, but had never witnessed such a terrifying scene. Many cultivators, unable to bear the fear in their hearts, began to flee outside the city.
They were worried that if the thunderclouds copsed directly, raining down upon them, the Ice and Snow City would turn into a sea of lightning.
“Damn that Yang Chen, bringing such a terrifying tribtion lightning! Haha, this is perfect! I hope that bastard gets struck dead by the lightning! Strike him dead! Haha!”
After this period of recovery, Long Tianyu’s injuries had mostly healed. At this moment, looking at the golden thunderclouds in the sky, his face was twisted with madness. He hoarsely roared, desperately hoping that Yang Chen would die under this tribtion.
Feng Yuwan and Feng Qian Ning stood within the grand hall.
One was voluptuous and graceful. The other was cold and peerless. Both of them were filled with worry.
“Mother, this tribtion is too terrifying!” Feng Qian Ning’s voice trembled slightly.
Looking at the boundless golden thunderclouds in the sky made her heart tremble uncontrobly, making her want to prostrate on the ground.
Feng Yuwan’s gaze was solemn.
“Such a powerful tribtion, even I can’t withstand it now! This is simply not normal! Could it be that both the physical body and the primordial spirit are undergoing tribtion together?”
<strong><em>Boom!</em></strong>
The golden thunderclouds gradually gathered into a golden thunder dragon, which then flew through the sky and struck downwards, as if it wanted to destroy this world.n/?/vel/b//jn dot c//om
“Come on!”
With his physical body breaking through to the Soul Transformation Realm, Yang Chen’s confidence soared. Even with the enhancement of the tribtion, he felt no fear. He would take advantage of the descending lightning to temper his physical body.
For a body cultivator, nothing was more suitable for refining the physical body than tribtion lightning.
<strong><em>Boom!</em></strong>
<strong><em>Boom!</em></strong>
Golden lightning once again engulfed him. Bolts of lightning struck his body, tearing his flesh apart, but then it immediately healed.
As a body cultivator, with the ancient dragon’s spine, Yang Chen not only possessed immense physical strength but also astonishing recovery abilities.
With each healing, Yang Chen’s aura would rise a notch. The ancient dragon’s spine within him hadpletely fused with his body. Under the hammering of the tribtion lightning, Yang Chen’s blood surged, elerating the refinement through the dragon’s spine.
The golden light in his blood grew thicker. Every drop of golden dragon blood was apanied by a dragon’s roar. The lightning continued for half an hour.
Gradually, it dissipated. The sky returned to clear, boundless blue. Everything seemed as if nothing had happened.
“Phew, he made it through!” Feng Yuwan let out a sigh of relief.
As the tribtion lightning dispersed, she could feel the immense aura emanating from Yang Chen.
That little rascal, even before reaching the Soul Transformation Realm, had strength that was not inferior to hers. Now that both his physical body and primordial spirit had entered the Soul Transformation Realm, hisbat power would surely increase significantly. However, she was only happy about this. After all, he was her man. The stronger, the better.
<em>But not too strong …</em>
After all, that little rascal was a body cultivator. When they were by theke, she almost couldn’t hold on. She felt like her body was about to fall apart. Now that the little rascal’s physical body had reached the Soul Transformation Realm … In the future?
Feng Yuwan’s mind once again shed back to the scene by theke. Even though she had pleaded bitterly, it was to no avail.
As a dignified Soul Transformation cultivator who had cultivated for a thousand years, she had never been so humiliated and submissive before. She couldn’t help but feel a little scared. Her cheeks also flushed with a hint of red. If that little rascal did it again, she really didn’t know how she could endure it.
“Mother, what’s wrong? Why did your face suddenly turn red?”
Feng Qian Ning noticed the unusual expression on Feng Yuwan’s face and asked, puzzled.