Boom
As the deafening roar resounded, the land was bathed in a white brilliance. Lightning scattered in all directions, and the ground trembled violently.
The heavenly thunder from the nine heavens had descended, striking Chu Feng, who was bound to the Heavenly Thunder Punishment Platform.
Amid the piercing booms, Chu Feng’s agonized wails pierced through.
At that moment, everyone’s eyes were fixed on him.
The lightning struck Chu Feng, and in an instant, his appearance became unrecognizable—his flesh scorched, his body emitting the stench of burning.
His trembling, pain-wracked form sent shivers down the onlookers’ spines.
They could imagine the torment Chu Feng was enduring at that moment.
But what made Chu Feng cry out wasn’t merely the physical pain—it was the invisible agony from within.
This heavenly thunder targeted Chu Feng’s bloodline directly. As it entered his bloodstream, it dissipated instantly, but in that fleeting moment, Chu Feng felt unbearable suffering.
In that instant, Chu Feng understood the terror of this thunder.
The thunder posed no threat to the nine lightning beasts within him.
But it was a threat to Chu Feng himself. The moment it entered his body and reached his bloodline, it didn’t just tear at his bloodline—it also ripped at his soul.
If it succeeded, not only would his bloodline power dissipate, but his soul and body would crumble as well.
Under this thunder’s assault, Chu Feng’s soul and bloodline were intertwined—destroy one, and he would die.
“This feeling?”
Yet, in the midst of that pain, Chu Feng’s heart stirred, and his spirit jolted.
As his bloodline and soul were torn apart simultaneously, he sensed something different, something emanating from the depths of his bloodline.
At first, Chu Feng wasn’t sure, as the sensation flickered and vanished.
But as the thunder continued to rain down, striking his body and assaulting his bloodline and soul with increasing ferocity, Chu Feng became certain.
Enduring this pain was proving to be immensely beneficial.
With each strike of the heavenly thunder, his bloodline and soul fused further.
Though his bloodline belonged to him, it wasn’t a power he could fully control. His soul, however, was different—it was his very essence. If his soul lived, he lived; if it perished, he perished.
If his soul fused with his bloodline, his understanding and mastery of his bloodline power would naturally grow stronger.
Though the fusion of soul and bloodline was only a slight increase for now, if it continued, the potential was unimaginable.
It could even allow Chu Feng to harness that terrifying power—a force rivaling that of a Supreme Realm expert.
“So that’s how it is. I never imagined the heavenly thunder of the Heavenly Thunder Punishment Platform could have such a wondrous effect.”
“No wonder, no wonder Lord Hanpeng and the Clan Leader once considered letting me ascend this platform.”
As bolts of lightning relentlessly struck his body, Chu Feng’s heart grew increasingly elated.
If he had any doubts before, he now believed that Chu Hanpeng had sent him to this platform not to harm him, but to help him.
The thunder grew fiercer. At first, it fell in single strikes, but now it descended in an unending barrage. Chu Feng’s body was continuously bombarded, lightning flashing everywhere, its blinding glow enveloping the land.
The onlookers could no longer see Chu Feng—only hear his anguished cries.
Though Chu Feng had uncovered the thunder’s secret, the screams he let out now were no act—they were real.
Fusing his bloodline and soul required a price: enduring the torment of the heavenly thunder.
The principle was the same as the Divine Punishment Mysterious Technique.
Endure it, and your strength would grow. Fail, and your soul would scatter.
This was true cultivation on the edge of death—one step forward to soar, one step back to fall into an abyss of no return.
At this point, no one knew Chu Feng’s exact condition.
Chu Xuanzhengfa, Chu Hanpeng, and the others sweated anxiously for him.
Meanwhile, Chu Hanqing, Chu Hanyou, and their allies maintained an outward facade of anger, but inwardly, they rejoiced.
After all, since ancient times, the longest anyone had endured the Heavenly Thunder Punishment Platform was a single day.
So even if Chu Feng could hold on now, they weren’t worried. The punishment had only just begun, and Chu Feng was already screaming in such agony.
In their eyes, he might not even last a day.
In his glee, Chu Hanqing couldn’t help but glance at Chu Xuanzhengfa, his eyes brimming with smugness and provocation.
It was as if he were saying, “You care for this Chu Feng, so what? As long as I want to deal with him, can you protect him?”
At this moment, he had no idea that the future would not unfold as he expected.
Time flew by, and five full days had passed since Chu Feng first ascended the Heavenly Thunder Punishment Platform.
“My Lord, what do we do? It’s been five whole days of relentless thunder strikes on Chu Feng. His screams haven’t stopped, and they don’t sound fake, but there’s no sign of him weakening.”
“What if this keeps going? He won’t just hold on forever, will he?”
Inside that same grand hall, Chu Hanqing, Chu Hanyou, and their allies had gathered once more.
But compared to when Chu Feng first stepped onto the platform, they were now not only visibly worried but also inwardly troubled.
They were starting to fear—fear that Chu Feng would keep enduring until the Clan Leader awoke.
