332: Chapter 332 Ambition soaring to the heavens! Fate as fragile as paper!

The sky was dark and heavy, thunder arriving with the storm.

Three enormous Spiritual Qi vortices hung above the three secondary peaks.

The lightning-attribute Spiritual Qi within a radius of several hundred li was forcibly extracted, transforming into three violent pillars of lightning that crashed down with a roar.

This was the pure might of heaven and earth, a crushing force against those who defied the heavens.

At the summits of the secondary peaks.

Lei Zhen, Lei Bao, and Lei Kuang, three peak Level 4 Thunder Bears, manifested their true forms several zhang tall, their fur rustling violently in the gale.

"Come!" Lei Zhen roared at the sky.

A thick bolt of lightning struck down, slamming fiercely onto Lei Zhen's back.

Crackle. His fur instantly carbonized, his flesh was torn, revealing bone deep beneath. The destructive power contained within the lightning crazily drilled into his body, ravaging his Meridians and internal organs.

"How exhilarating!" Lei Zhen bared his blood-filled mouth and laughed wildly. He did not retreat; instead, he actively welcomed the second bolt of lightning.

On the left secondary peak, Lei Bao was submerged in lightning. His left arm was blown off, and dark red blood sprayed out, only to be vaporized by the high heat before it could hit the ground.

He gritted his teeth, driving his internal Yao power to its limit, forcibly devouring the violent lightning that had entered his body...

On the right secondary peak, Lei Kuang's eyes were bloodshot. A massive hole had been blasted into his abdomen, with his intestines spilling out, yet he paid it no mind. He shoved his intestines back in and continued to condense the lightning Qi between heaven and earth.

At the summit of Zixiao Peak, Shi Jian stood with his hands behind his back, his purple-white robes billowing in the storm. He watched the scene quietly, witnessing the final dignity of the three juniors.

They might have been mediocre, perhaps even cowardly at times, but in this moment, they possessed ambitions higher than the heavens!

At this moment, the three bears roared almost simultaneously. The Spiritual Qi within their bodies gathered like rivers, turning into a violent torrent that erupted completely inside them.

Although the Spiritual Qi barrier was simple, they lacked heaven and earth qi. They could only contend with heaven and earth amidst the celestial phenomena, forcibly gathering Qi from the heavens and earth, only then could they draw the Qi into their bodies...

But this process was extremely difficult. On one hand, they had to withstand the might of heaven and earth while forcibly condensing the Qi mechanism of the heavens and earth; on the other, they had to stabilize their Foundation and draw the Qi into their bodies to resist assimilation by the Dao.

The entire process was exceptionally perilous. If they had heaven and earth qi, they could have avoided the process of Qi Gathering and resisting the might of heaven and earth, but unfortunately, suitable heaven and earth qi was hard to find.

The might of heaven and earth was also far beyond what ordinary Bloodline endurance could bear.

Bang! Lei Kuang's chest exploded violently, his bones shattered instantly, and his internal organs turned into mush.

"I can't hold it back..." Lei Kuang vomited blood, the blood mixed with fragments of his organs. His internal organs were failing and disintegrating, and the light in his eyes began to fade...

But he felt no fear; he turned his head, looking in the direction of Zixiao Peak.

"Old Ancestor, Lei Kuang takes his leave first!" Lei Kuang used his final ounce of strength to let out a heaven-shaking roar.

Boom! His Physical Body completely collapsed, transforming into a sky full of purple-gold lightning.

The lightning did not disperse; instead, guided by his final obsession, it rained down into the secondary peak beneath his feet...

The mountain trembled, the rocks were stained by the lightning, turning into lightning stones with a purple hue.

Lei Kuang had Dao-transformed and perished.

"Third Brother!" Lei Bao's eyes bled.

The Yao power within him had also completely spiraled out of control, and the right half of his body shattered inch by inch under the impact of the violent force.

The other half of his body turned into thousands of electric currents, gradually dissipating into the heavens and earth.

"My Thunder Bear Lineage shall rise!" Lei Bao laughed three times, finally revealing a hint of bitterness and unwillingness. His eyes filled with tears, yet he ultimately did not utter a single word of grievance.

Afterward, his Physical Body was completely worn away, causing the thunder between heaven and earth to rumble.

Boom! Another dazzling cluster of lightning exploded, and Lei Bao's lifelong cultivation transformed into pure Origin of the Way of Thunder, merging into the left secondary peak.

The Spiritual Veins changed, and lightning Qi was born.

Lei Bao had Dao-transformed and perished!

Only Lei Zhen remained. His bones were entirely shattered, and he lay collapsed on the summit, hanging on by a single breath.

Watching his two brothers transform into lightning, a trace of relief flashed in his eyes.

"The new era... ultimately did not have a ship to carry us." Lei Zhen murmured.

He struggled to lift his head, looking into the distance. That was the direction of the Human Race's territory, where Lei Qiong and the younger generation of Thunder Bears were fighting.

As for them, these old fellows, they would take their leave first.

"Little ones, the path has been paved for you by the Old Ancestor and us old bones."

"The rest is up to you." Lei Zhen closed his eyes. His final trace of life was extinguished.

Boom! The third cluster of lightning exploded above the central secondary peak. A rain of lightning fell across the sky.

Under the feedback from the Dao-transformation of the three old bears, the three secondary peaks underwent earth-shaking changes.

The mountain rocks turned into lightning rocks. The vegetation mutated into lightning-attribute spiritual plants.

Deep underground, the Spiritual Veins, pulled by the immense Qi mechanism of the Way of Thunder, gradually transformed into pure lightning-attribute Spiritual Veins, with lightning Qi constantly being generated.

Given time, three blessed lands of the Way of Thunder would surely form here.

When connected with Zixiao Peak, they would certainly construct a High Grade blessed land of the Way of Thunder, extending the Legacy of his Thunder Bear tribe for ten thousand years!

In the Myriad Demon Domain, the mountains were silent. Countless Yao Beasts prostrated on the ground, emitting low, mournful cries.

At the summit of Zixiao Peak, Shi Jian stood quietly for a long time. He raised his hand, lightning flickering at his fingertips.

"Lei Zhen, Lei Bao, Lei Kuang." Shi Jian's voice spread throughout the entire Myriad Demon Domain.

"You three bears have died for the tribe and deserve the reverence of all the Yao Race."

"From this day forth, these three peaks are bestowed the names: Zhenlei Peak, Baolei Peak, and Kuanglei Peak. The Thunder Bear Lineage shall guard these three peaks for generations."

"The fire is passed on, never to be extinguished!"

"ROAR!!!" In the Myriad Demon Mountains, the young Thunder Bears left behind roared at the sky in unison. Sorrow and fanaticism intertwined, shaking the firmament.

Qingcang Kingdom, Yuan Prefecture. On a hilltop stained red with blood—a place that was originally the home of a cultivation Family—everything was now in ruins.

With one claw, Lei Qiong crushed the skull of the last Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

He was just preparing to collect the head when his movements suddenly paused.

A palpitation originating from deep within his Bloodline made him turn his head sharply toward the direction of the Myriad Demon Domain. The sky was overcast, and faint thunder could be heard.

Lei Qiong's eye sockets instantly turned red; he had sensed it. The aura of the oldest tribal elders in the clan had completely vanished.

"Tribal Elders..." Lei Qiong murmured. How could he not know what those three old Seniors had done? To avoid taking up their Opportunity and to leave behind a Foundation for the Thunder Bear Lineage, they had chosen the most tragic method of death.

"ROAR!!" Lei Qiong roared at the sky, silently bidding farewell to the tribal elders, wishing that in their next life, they would be able to fulfill their wishes and protect the tribe once more.

"Human Race!" Lei Qiong turned his head abruptly, looking at a city in the distance.

That was a major town under the jurisdiction of the Shangqing Sect. Now that the tribal elders had died heroically to provide an Opportunity for their younger generation, he had no heart to concern himself with whether it was asymmetrical; only by using thousands of human lives as a funeral offering could he bid farewell to the tribal elders!

"Kill!" Lei Qiong transformed into a violent bolt of lightning, charging straight toward that city.

At the same time, over a hundred Bear Yao scattered across the four kingdoms all sensed, in the dark, the tragic aura emanating from the Myriad Demon Domain.

Whether through the connection of their Bloodline, faintly sensing a trace of sorrow, or feeling the Qi mechanism of the Way of Thunder dissipating between heaven and earth, all the Bear Yao were struck with solemnity, and grief arose in their hearts.

The ferocity of the Yao Race was thoroughly ignited. The slaughter escalated once again.

They were no longer satisfied with sporadic hunting and began to gather, assaulting the Human Race's large cities and Sect strongholds.

Blood stained the countries of the Xuanling Continent, yet not a single Nascent Soul Cultivator stepped forward to stop them, allowing these Bear Yao to slaughter at will.

After all, no matter how much a hundred-odd Foundation Establishment Bear Yao slaughtered, how many people could they kill?

Hundreds of thousands, a million, or perhaps ten million?

The Nascent Soul True Monarchs did not care. Even if ten million died, in ten or twenty years, the population would be enough to recover...

To gamble against a Yao King's trap for such a small price? It was not worth it!

In the eyes of these high-and-mighty great Cultivators, human lives were thinner than paper.