Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1391: 748: Refining Demon and Marking

Zhao Sheng narrowed his eyes just a touch, spotting how Mountain Dragon Little Gold's gaze had nearly gone completely black, which made his heart clench as he understood he'd lowballed the might of that Tribulation Demon Thought.

A quick surge of intent flashed through him, and in the Purple Mansion Soul Sea, massive waves surged up from nowhere, while the battered Five Thunder Ring gradually rose from the waters.

A huge surge of Primordial Spirit Clear Light poured down into the Five Thunder Ring, right away whipping up a layer of five-colored “ripples.”

Those “ripples” swiftly morphed into fine threads of five-colored Thunder Threads, piercing straight through the Purple Mansion's emptiness before vanishing in an instant.

Outside

The moment a hint of thunder glow burst from Zhao Sheng’s forehead, Mountain Dragon Little Gold let out a low grunt, his eyes snapping to full black.

“I… I… can’t… hold it back… ah ah… gonna show… my true… form…”

Little Gold fought hard against his deep-seated beastly urges, yet the Demon Thought's corrosion left him barely clinging to his sense and urges...

In the following instant, crackling noises like popping beans echoed from inside him, his compact body ballooning out fast like an inflating sack, while a eerie gray-black glow poured from his form.

A huge shadowy figure in dark gold loomed up behind him all at once, swiftly turning darker as it sprouted a thick mess of tentacles, on the verge of surrendering his mind to the Demon Thought.

This wild twist caught Zhao Sheng off guard; he'd never guessed the Demon Thought's rebound could hit so hard, dragging Little Gold down with it.

Truth be told, Little Gold stood out as the perfect weak spot for such corruption.

“Zhao Xi, the Demon Thought's got me pinned right now, so I can't help Little Gold at the moment. If you've got a method, move fast. If not, get out of here now. The second Little Gold loses it, you... you won't stand a chance! Flee while you can!” Out of the blue, Zhao Xuanjing stirred back to life and sent a mental message straight to Zhao Sheng.

Though Zhao Sheng caught those words, he offered no reply.

For right then, the thunder glow near his forehead had already blasted out, slamming down onto Little Gold's crown from thin air.

Bang!

The five-colored thunder glow erupted wide, wrapping Little Gold's whole frame in a flash and smashing into the fast-expanding gray-black eerie glow.

This clash hit like thunder from the heavens crashing into earthly flames, bursting forth with devastating force beyond imagination.

Following a piercing wail, most of the gray-black eerie glow got wiped out on the spot.

The sprouting tentacles and eyeballs across Little Gold's form got blasted clean by the Five Elements Divine Thunder as well.

As a leftover from an Immortal Artifact, the Five Thunder Ring packed a punch even with just a sliver of Five Elements Divine Thunder stirred—its havoc on Ghostly Evil Yin Demon and similar shadowy forces was beyond measure.

At its core, the Demon Thought counted as a tainted shadowy force, so it got naturally curbed by thunder's might, particularly the purest Five Elements Divine Thunder.

Little Gold's mind cleared up in a rush; the wild impulses racing through his head faded sharply, and the Demon Thought that had nearly overwhelmed him shrank back, as though terrified.

“Hurry, keep it coming—the thunder's power really can wipe out the Demon Thought?” Little Gold beamed with delight, holding down his bloodline's fury while yelling out in excitement.

Zhao Sheng gave Little Gold a quiet nod, then flicked his hand to shoot out a few bursts of mana, shoving Zhao Xuanjing’s body hundreds of feet back in a heartbeat, before sheets of Purple Cloud Thunder Light coiled around it tight to block any Demon Thought creep-in.

With that sorted, Zhao Sheng shaped a hand seal, his forehead blazing with brilliant holy glow, and a silver-white band eased out from the light, with wisps of five-colored thunder flickering along its edge.

The instant the Five Thunder Ring emerged, an immense, timeless presence flooded the whole area, making the void hush up and split into dark fissures.

Veins popped on Zhao Sheng’s face, his Divine Thought draining steadily, as mana gushed from him like a raging river.

“Five Thunder Ring… strike!”

The command barely landed when the silver-white band blinked away.

A beat later, it popped up high over Little Gold without warning, dropping down to loop him just right!

Sizzle!

Threads of five-colored thunder light unfurled, forming a misty-thin five-colored Thunder Pool in no time flat.

“Zizizi…”

The very second the Demon Thought's aura on Little Gold brushed the five-colored Thunder Light, it acted like drops hitting sizzling oil, rousing the once-calm Five Elements Divine Thunder into a furious boil, sparking wildly as it hammered the Demon Thought scrambling every which way.

The Demon Thought dreaded it fiercely, burrowing deep into Little Gold’s flesh in a panic to dodge the Divine Thunder's wipeout.

“Excellent!” Zhao Xuanjing watched it unfold, his earlier fears melting away from his gaze as he blurted out in relief, the weight off his chest at last.

“Ah… it doesn’t hurt… feels fine! Woo woo, come on, give me more…” Though Little Gold flinched from the sting, he kept pushing eagerly all the same.

Zhao Sheng tuned out the pair, pouring every bit of focus into steering the Five Thunder Ring.

He needed to fine-tune the Five Elements Divine Thunder's force so it wouldn't hurt Little Gold, all while bearing the sharp ache from his Divine Thought burning out fast, clamping down hard on the Five Thunder Ring to stop it from slipping and rampaging.

Should the Five Thunder Ring run wild, not just would all three of them risk their lives, but much of the Wolong Mountain Range could end up in ruins.

Right at that point, the Five Thunder Ring trembled hard, like stirring from endless slumber or picking up on some danger.

The five-colored thunder light it let loose gathered tight, its shine growing sharper and more dazzling by the second.

Zhao Sheng sensed utter exhaustion hitting him, with his mana and divine thought guzzling away at several times the speed, nearly sucked dry by the Five Thunder Ring without mercy.

Despite hitting the late returning to emptiness stage in cultivation, wrangling an Immortal Artifact with his current power proved way too tough.

Countless strands of Five Elements Divine Thunder, as though spotting an intriguing prey, dove straight into Little Gold’s body on their own, tracking the Demon Thought's retreat and hunting it down with fierce pursuit.