Chapter 457 Breakthrough
Looking at the Thunder Pool with countless thick arcs twisting around it, Mo Fan's face turned pale.
If you jump into the Thunder Pool, it's like thousands of Martial Emperors grabbing you and punching and kicking you.
Mo Fan even regretted why he didn't wait until he was stronger to come to the Thunder Mountain to pay his respects.
But now that things have come to this, he has no choice.
Since the Nine-tailed Demon King, who is so delicate and tender, can bear it, he should be fine.
After saying a little insincere thank you to Envoy Feng, Mo Fan jumped into the Thunder Pool?
His figure was quickly submerged by the thick arcs.
Only the sizzling sound of electric currents colliding was left in the Thunder Pool.
Envoy Feng and the Nine-tailed Demon King looked at each other and saw a trace of worry.
After all, Mo Fan's strength comes from the formation, not that his own strength has reached the emperor level.
The energy in the Thunder Pool is actually at the level of the Martial Emperor.
But they were able to speak up for Mo Fan, which was a great kindness.
A few hours ago, they were still fighting each other.
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As soon as Mo Fan entered the Thunder Pool, he felt a tingling pain all over his body.
In the first moment, the violent electric arc tore all his clothes.
If it weren't for the armor left by the Ventilation Great Sage, Mo Fan would have been naked by now.
But what surprised him was that the electric arc looked extremely fierce, but it didn't cause him any strong pain when it whipped him.
It even seemed like a gentle caress.
Mo Fan didn't know what happened when Envoy Feng and the others entered the Thunder Pool, but seeing the expression of the Nine-tailed Demon King, he could conclude that it was definitely not the case now.
As he was whipped continuously, Mo Fan only felt the violent and pure spiritual energy flowing into his body bit by bit.
The spiritual energy attached to the electric arc did not contain any impurities and was extremely pure.
If he didn't know that this was a test, Mo Fan would even groan.
The Thunder Pool seemed to have no bottom.
Because Mo Fan strangely felt that the attack power of the electric arc was not strong, he did not use his true energy to lift his body.
Instead, he let his own weight fall freely.
The sight in front of him had long been obscured by the black and purple lightning. Mo Fan only felt that he was constantly falling, but he could not reach the end.
As he went deeper and deeper, the spiritual energy contained in the electric arc became richer and richer, but the attack power was still not strong.
Mo Fan did not feel too much pressure.
If it had always been like this, let alone a stick of incense, even ten or eight years, he could stay there.
Mo Fan continued to go down, and continued to sink without vision.
The time had far exceeded a stick of incense.
Finally, there was a feeling of being on the ground.
The ground was very soft, as if it was a thin film, and it seemed like a bubble.
It was very elastic, but very tough.
Mo Fan stomped his feet hard.
It felt like a strange touch, which bounced his power back and could not cause any harm to it.
After thinking for a while, Mo Fan used his martial arts again, punching and kicking, but still couldn't break through this thin film.
Mo Fan was a little helpless.
And at this moment, a more violent arc swept over, completely wrapping Mo Fan in it.
From a distance, it looked like a thunder cocoon.
Countless energy poured into Mo Fan's body under the influence of the arc.
Mo Fan was surprised to find that the domineering aura merged with his own aura, producing a wonderful change.
It made the already domineering aura contained in himself even more violent.
The most intuitive gain brought by this change is that Mo Fan felt that the bottleneck of the Martial Emperor had signs of loosening.
You know, after the system has improved his cultivation many times, Mo Fan has reached the peak of the Martial Emperor from the first-grade Martial Emperor as soon as he was resurrected.
He thought that in addition to the system reward, he would not have any breakthroughs for a long time.
Recently, the system has been slow to move, and Mo Fan even forgot that he was about to break through the Martial Emperor.
This time, when he entered the Thunder Pool, he had a chance to break through under the violent spiritual energy.
Mo Fan was overjoyed and quickly sat down cross-legged, absorbing the energy of lightning and thunder to fill himself.
The creation-level technique was fully activated, driving the increasingly violent true energy to continuously impact the shaky bottleneck.
The true energy flowed like a wave, one after another.
Mo Fan entered a state of meditation.
On the Thunder Pool, Envoy Feng looked at the thunder and lightning below with some hesitation.
"It has been two incense sticks of time. He can't be..."
The Nine-tailed Demon King also frowned slightly.
They couldn't see Mo Fan's situation, and there was no movement in the Thunder Pool.
Mo Fan wouldn't go to the bottom, right?
For billions of years, the demon race has not had a demon king who has been in the Thunder Pool for more than two incense sticks of time.
For example, the current master of Thunder Mountain, Pingtian Dasheng, persisted in the Thunder Pool for more than an hour.
Through the cleansing of his own physique by lightning, he has the foundation of the current first saint of the demon race.
Could this Qitian Medicine Saint also have such talent?
He is only at the peak of the seventh level.
Just when the two were at a loss and hesitating whether to call on the Great Sage Pingtian to help.
Something strange happened in the thunder pool.
The violent and thick lightning in the pool actually became thinner.
The original black and purple color gradually faded, and even tended to restore the original golden color of the lightning.
The sky seemed to be enraged.
More and more thunderclouds gathered above the Thunder Pool.
All the thunderclouds in the entire space gathered here.
The spiritual energy mixed with lightning swarmed in, and countless thunders fell from the sky and densely descended into the Thunder Pool.
Envoy Feng and the other two looked at each other, not knowing what was going on.
The terrifying thunderclouds even frightened them both to step back a few steps.
Not only them, but also the powerful people living on the top of the Thunder Mountain.
They came out of their homes one after another, looking at the changes in the Thunder Pool with doubtful eyes.
There were more than ten of these people, each of whom had unfathomable strength, and the aura around them was far beyond the reach of Envoy Feng and the other two.
In the thatched house, a burly middle-aged man in black slowly walked out of the dark door.
His face was firm and steady, his aura was like the sea and the abyss, and his eyes were large, as if lightning would shoot out at any time.
On top of his head, there were two horns standing high, black as winter.
A pair of horns grew on a person's head, and it didn't look out of place at all.
It made people feel that the horns should have grown there.
Envoy Feng and the other two knelt down and saluted: "Meet the Great Sage Pingtian."
The Great Sage Pingtian didn't have a chance to see them, but looked at the Thunder Pool with a sharp gaze.
With his Tongtian cultivation, he could sense that someone in the Thunder Pool had absorbed a lot of spiritual energy, which caused the Thunder Pool and the thunderclouds on the horizon to feel provoked, and this was why there were such drastic changes.
However, he had been in the Thunder Pool before, and of course he knew that although the energy in the Thunder Pool was rich, it could not be absorbed casually.
Even the physique of the Martial Emperor could not bear too much.
Not to mention that the Qitian Demon King under the pool was only at the peak of the seventh level, but he actually absorbed so much.
He stretched out his hand and gently touched the electric light that was stirring everywhere in this space.
After a moment of silence, he waved to the people around him: "Let's all disperse."