frightfiction Chapter 542 I've come to demand it myself
Chapter 542 I've come to demand it myself
Xue Lan knew that this was Heaven's will to make her submit.
He wanted Xue Lan to abandon his original plan and obediently achieve success and become the third Heavenly Dao of the Yuanming Realm.
But if Xue Lan were willing to submit, then she wouldn't be Xue Lan.
The giant hand formed from lightning drew closer and closer to Xue Lan, while the tiny bolts of lightning coiled around it transformed into twenty-four pillars of lightning around the woman.
Once covered, it felt like a prison.
Xue Lan stood in this cage, a golden lotus gleaming on her black robe, her gray eyes clear, her expression calm as if she were not facing the world-destroying thunder...
Instead, as dawn breaks in the east, one can leisurely watch the drifting clouds.
Xue Lan looked up slightly at the giant thunderous hand above her head, and quietly slipped one hand into her wide sleeve.
The lazy, hoarse voice was crystal clear amidst the thunder.
I know you don't like me.
"It's okay, I don't really like you either."
"If they share the same goal but have different beliefs, it's understandable that they would compete and fight, but..."
Are you really going to ruin my chance at survival?
"Crack!"
The response to Xue Lan was a crisp clap of thunder. A bolt of jet-black lightning, as thick as a human arm, struck her directly. It separated the moment it touched Xue Lan's body and resonated with the lightning within Xue Lan's dantian.
In an instant, hundreds of slender lightning bolts pierced through Xue Lan's dantian, grazing her newly formed nascent soul and leaving her riddled with holes.
The crimson runes beneath the woman's feet continued to circulate, and tender vines grew upwards, healing Xue Lan's wounds.
Xue Lan's fingertips, reaching into her wide sleeves, touched the scorching heat. A madness flickered in her greyish-white eyes, her expression arrogant:
"It seems there's no point in talking."
"That's perfect, I've dodged enough lightning!"
"Fire Core!"
With a sharp shout from Xue Lan, a dazzling, intense red light was drawn from her sleeve and condensed into a hammer as tall as Xue Lan herself.
It is the Heavenly Forging Hammer, one of the most prized treasures of the Myriad Crafts Workshop.
The woman's body was constantly compressed by spiritual energy, causing her wide robe sleeves to billow continuously, and her voice was both frantic and obsessive:
"Thunder falls from the heavens, the might of the heavens is overwhelming."
"Then today, let me witness the might of Heaven!"
As soon as the woman finished speaking, the nascent soul that had been sleeping in the dantian suddenly opened its eyes.
In an instant, the immense power of ice and snow, mixed with unbearable firepower, poured out and transformed into a dazzling red and blue lotus flower in the center of the lightning pillar, forcibly pulling Xue Lan out of the lightning chain!
"Cough cough!"
Xue Lan raised her hand to cover her mouth, but the cold blood continued to seep out from between her fingers, flowing down the back of her hand to her elbow.
The woman casually wiped away the blood with the back of her hand, her clear gray eyes filled with fighting spirit.
"I don't blame you for the sake of all living beings!"
"As for that sliver of hope you're unwilling to give me..."
The woman in black robes moved with lightning speed, transforming into a lithe black shadow in an instant, dragging her Heavenly Forging Hammer, which radiated boundless heat, directly confronting the vast thunderbolts falling from the sky:
"I've come to demand it myself!"
The woman's hoarse voice carried the roar of a beast from an extremely cold region, silencing the incessant thunder around her.
For a moment, it seemed that only the howling wind could be heard in the world.
A long wind swept across ten thousand miles, driving away sand and blood, rushing straight in and filling Xue Lan's wide robe sleeves, brushing past her ear.
She was like a butterfly teetering on the brink of collapse under a hurricane and thunder, surrounded by flying sand and stones.
They've courted their own death; they'll never survive!
Moths fly to the flame, broken butterflies tremble before thunder, Nascent Soul cultivators battle the Heavenly Dao...
Xue Lan's lips curled slightly, and with a flick of her wrist, she poured all her spiritual power into the Heavenly Forging Hammer in her hand, then swung it out.
It's not waving, it's flicking.
The massive Heavenly Forging Hammer, weighing tens of thousands of kilograms, was lightly flung out by Xue Lan, as if a meteor from outer space had collided with that thunderous giant hand.
"boom!"
A deafening roar echoed throughout Xie Cui City, and the shockwave it generated swept across ten miles of wasteland. It pushed back, kicking up flying sand and stones, creating a crater ten miles in diameter on the ground, and even triggering Xie Cui City's protective array.
Shang Xun finally agreed to release the person, withdrew his oppressive aura, and addressed the crowd:
"Go and see!"
Xue Tong vanished instantly, and Tu Shanyan also tore open space and disappeared.
The young man had finished the last piece of pastry on the plate on the table, and with a flourish, he took the umbrella off his head.
"The rain is about to stop."
The last drop of rain fell on the back of Xue Lan's hand, bringing a slight coolness.
The heavenly thunder began to collapse.
First, the twenty-four lightning pillars surrounding Xue Lan shattered one by one, and then the giant hand that was almost touching Xue Lan's head gradually dissipated.
The woman placed the Heavenly Forging Hammer beside her, squinting at the blood-red sunset after the thunderclouds had dissipated. The words her inner demon had spoken to her surfaced in her mind.
"Xue Lan, your life is too light."
What was her response at the time?
The woman looked up at the vast sky before her and spoke softly:
"I know my life is insignificant."
"But even a mayfly has a day to live, and the grass and trees in the mountains have a spring."
"I believe that time has been kind to me, and heaven and earth have shown me mercy..."
The woman glanced sideways at the several beams of light flying from not far away, which transformed into familiar figures upon landing.
"There is someone in this world who loves me..."
"Xue Lan's life is worth the weight of an entire realm!"
The last trace of the Heavenly Dao disappeared, the clouds dispersed, the rain stopped, and the sky was filled with colorful clouds.
The two-colored lotus beneath Xue Lan transformed into red and blue streams of light, which entered Xue Lan's brow and appeared in the icy lake within his sea of consciousness.
Everything calmed down, and the calamity was over, and the infant was born.
Master and senior master will definitely be proud of me.
"Xue Lan!"
The girl's anxious voice interrupted Xue Lan's thoughts. The woman turned around gently and saw Xue Tong and the others flying towards her.
"Lan Lan!"
As soon as Shen Suanzhen arrived in front of her, he couldn't help but examine the woman thoroughly, his eyes filled with worry:
"You're only at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm, so why are you facing a Nascent Soul stage tribulation?"
"Uncle-Master...this...this might be..."
Still reeling from being struck by lightning, Xue Lan's mind was a bit foggy. She stammered for a long time before finally managing to utter a complete sentence:
"Does Heaven dislike me and want to make things difficult for me?"
Seeing Xue Lan's obviously guilty expression, Shen Suanzhen reflected in his heart on whether he had been too lenient with the child.
The old man looked at the tattered and mangled Chonglou Illusionary Treasure Map on Xue Lan's body, and patiently spoke again:
"to be frank!"
What truth?
Xue Lan screamed inwardly.
Is it true that defying the will of Heaven will cause people to want to kill her?
Absolutely can't say that.
"It just doesn't like me."
The usually good-natured Master Shensuan's face darkened as he addressed Ling Yuanzi behind him:
"You come!"
Lingyuan Zhenren, carrying a celestial sword and exuding murderous intent, stepped forward and looked at Xue Lan with a strange smile:
"Don't worry, senior brother, my disciple..."
The old man deliberately lowered his voice:
"I am clear!"
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