Chapter 1287: Peak of the Cloud Sea, Possession

In the vast Star Domain, within the Primordial Stars, there was a settlement permeated with lightning. This was the location of the renowned Flashing Thunder Clan among the ancient clans.

Seen from afar, the Star Domain of the Flashing Thunder Clan resembled a colossal lightning pool. Within it, thunder roared, shaking the heavens. Even from a great distance, one could clearly hear the eternal thunderous sounds of heaven and earth.

Because of this roaring thunder, all Vicious Beasts and Cultivators in the starry sky had to give it a wide berth. If any outsider approached without holding a token of the Flashing Thunder Clan, they would immediately be attacked by this lightning pool.

Millions, even tens of millions of lightning bolts would descend simultaneously, their power earth-shattering! This was precisely one of the reasons why the Flashing Thunder Clan could still remain a major clan of the Primordial Stars despite having no Third Step Cultivator!

Likewise, this Flashing Thunder Clan had a glorious past; countless years ago, they were even a clan capable of leaving behind a Magical Artifact within the Sealed Realm Grand Formation!

Within the Flashing Thunder Clan, there was a bolt of lightning that had existed eternally, never dissipating for tens of thousands of years. This lightning came from the void and constantly emitted a booming roar. The place where this lightning was located had been built into a temple by the people of the Flashing Thunder Clan to worship the lightning.

The location of the temple was a Forbidden Land for the Flashing Thunder Clan, guarded with extreme strictness. Ordinary clansmen could hardly take a single step inside, and there were even past Elders of the Flashing Thunder Clan guarding it. Although there was no Third Step Cultivator, within the Flashing Thunder Clan, there was one person whose cultivation had reached the fifth heavenly decay, making him the strongest under the Third Step!

To Wang Lin, this Flashing Thunder Clan was like an impregnable fortress! It contained numerous experts, much like the Fu Clan back in the day, capable of stirring up war within the Inner Realm by the power of a single clan!

All members of the Flashing Thunder Clan cultivated the Dao of Thunder. They believed that thunder was divided into six paths, and if one could cultivate all of them, one could break through heaven and earth, inherit the intent of the eternal thunder, obtain the Origin of Thunder, and thus ascend into the four Realms of Nirvana, Tribulation, and Emptiness.

However, throughout history, those who could step into these four Realms of Nirvana, Tribulation, and Emptiness were far too few. Throughout countless years and generations of the Flashing Thunder Clan, only during their most glorious period had one person become a Third Step mighty figure.

Even so, if one did not have Third Step cultivation, wanting to forcefully break into this Flashing Thunder Clan would be harder than ascending to heaven!

Wang Lin stood calmly outside the Star Domain of the Flashing Thunder Clan. A hundred miles ahead of him lay the boundary of the Flashing Thunder Clan. Inside, thunder roared, transforming into a lightning pool, with lightning crisscrossing like silver snakes dancing wildly!

A single glance was enough to shake the minds of most Cultivators; under that heavenly thunder, they dared not take a single step inside! This place was countless times more powerful than the lightning pool Wang Lin had encountered in Luotian back then.

Even before getting close, he could clearly feel the hairs on his entire body being attracted by a magnetic force, swaying left and right. Even the starry sky outside this lightning pool Star Domain was filled with the power of thunder, occasionally bursting with lightning sparks.

If it were back in Luotian, even though Wang Lin had swallowed half of the Primordial Thunder Dragon and possessed a Thunder Primordial Spirit, facing this place of heavenly thunder, it would be extremely difficult to enter. He would likely have to retreat halfway, and if he forcefully tried to break in, he wouldn't even need the people of the Flashing Thunder Clan to make a move; the thunder alone could blast him to death.

But now, having absorbed the lightning power from the Flashing Thunder Clan statue in the Seven-Colored Realm, swallowed the Dao Fruit, and then birthed the Origin of Thunder during a life-and-death crisis, Wang Lin's control over thunder had already reached a terrifying level. He silently gazed ahead, and after a long while, his body flickered forward, gradually entering the Flashing Thunder Clan's Star Domain!

The Flashing Thunder Clan had no clansmen guarding the outside; this massive, naturally existing lightning pool that had endured through the ages was the best Formation! Wang Lin's speed was not fast; he moved forward slowly. His arrival did not attract the slightest attention from the Flashing Thunder Clan!

The hundred-mile distance was slowly traversed in half an incense stick of time as Wang Lin moved forward. He walked step by step, and with every step he took, the hairs on his body would tremble, and wisps of thunder power would emanate from his body, surrounding and permeating every pore.

His mind was calm, without joy or sorrow; his entire being seemed to have entered a state of emptiness. In his eyes, there was no Flashing Thunder Clan ahead; there was only that boundless lightning domain! And within that lightning domain, only the Indestructible Thunder that connected heaven and earth, which had descended at the time of the creation of the world!

Crossing the hundred miles, the moment he stepped into the boundary of this Flashing Thunder Clan's lightning pool, the massive pool shook violently, and the roar of endless thunder faintly echoed. Everything before Wang Lin's eyes was completely replaced by lightning, which actually illuminated the surrounding starry sky with total clarity!

It was like the daytime on a Cultivation Planet!

Those streaks of lightning roamed within the lightning pool like silver Dragons arriving, circling around Wang Lin and emitting heaven-shaking sounds! Wang Lin's left foot was now stepping into the lightning pool, and half his body was also inside it!

Endless silver snake-like lightning instantly arrived, heading straight for his left foot. While circling him, it even spread along his left foot to his entire body. If it were anyone else, in the instant this lightning permeated them, their entire body's flesh would immediately burst open, and their Primordial Spirit would be annihilated because it could not withstand this indescribable power of thunder!

Even their Storage Space would shatter under this thunder, and all Magic Treasures would lose all their effectiveness!

Wang Lin closed his eyes, his entire being permeated by lightning. The lightning and thunder from the pool were like a giant mouth, swallowing Wang Lin. This caused his entire body to be surrounded by endless lightning!

The booming sounds echoed continuously, earth-shattering. Wang Lin's body did not move, always maintaining the posture of having half a foot stepped into the lightning pool. Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, an incense stick of time passed.

At this very instant, the massive lightning pool suddenly surged like waves, and the thunder roared. Wang Lin suddenly opened his eyes. Within his right eye, a lightning mark flashed rapidly; in just a split second, it flashed thousands of times!

Each time it flashed, the roar of the surrounding thunder became more intense. In an instant, the world was completely replaced by the roaring of thunder. Wang Lin took a step forward, and his entire being stepped into this Flashing Thunder Clan lightning domain!

The moment he stepped in, this entire Flashing Thunder Clan's lightning pool erupted with a violent roar, and a large number of lightning silver snakes roamed madly!

Wang Lin walked forward slowly. As he walked, all the lightning along the way seemed to cheer beneath his feet, quickly merging into his body. This made Wang Lin look like a Thunder Immortal at this moment; the thunder entered his body and rushed straight to condense in his right eye. The lightning mark in the pupil of his right eye became clearer and clearer.

While moving forward, he did not know how much time had passed, but Wang Lin had already entered the depths of the Flashing Thunder Clan's lightning pool. The thunder here was even more abundant, the booming sounds earth-shattering, and lightning permeated everything, forming webs of electricity that covered everything. Here, Divine Sense could not penetrate, and one's gaze would be torn apart!

Wang Lin sat down cross-legged, silently breathing and absorbing. More and more thunder gathered on his entire body, and lightning from all directions madly condensed toward him. As the roaring became more intense, it stirred this lightning pool!

Slowly, Wang Lin's aura seemed to be extinguished, disappearing completely. Although he was sitting there cross-legged, if someone were to close their eyes in front of him, they would not be able to detect him at all!

At this moment, Wang Lin had already become a bolt of lightning, fused with this lightning pool, indistinguishable from it!

After a long while, a lightning mark penetrated out from Wang Lin's closed right eye. Its speed was too fast; in an instant, it merged into the lightning pool and swam away into the distance.

This lightning mark looked like an ordinary bolt of lightning, but as it moved forward, all the thunder within the lightning pool had to make way for it, guiding it in the right direction, making the speed of this lightning faster and faster!

This seemingly boundless lightning pool was a huge ring. In an area at its deepest part, there was no lightning. Here, there were sixteen Cultivation Planets!

Seen from afar, these Cultivation Planets were filled with electric light, like lightning stars condensed from lightning!

They were arranged in a circle between them. In the center of this circle, there existed a broken, floating continent. These broken continent fragments looked as if they had been forcibly shattered from a complete continent by someone. The shape was irregular, and there were countless broken stones floating at the edges.

This broken continent was entirely black and devoid of any vitality. But every member of the Flashing Thunder Clan had known since they had memories that this broken continent was the Holy Land of the Flashing Thunder Clan!

On that continent, there was a temple that reached the heavens! A bolt of lightning descending from the void struck the temple; for countless tens of thousands of years, it had never ceased!

That lightning was pitch black, but if one looked closely, one could see that it actually contained many colors. These colors intertwined together, transforming into thunder.

At this moment, on one of the sixteen surrounding Cultivation Planets, a yellowish planet under the permeation of thunder, there existed countless Immortal Caves that had been carved out on this Cultivation Planet.

These Immortal Caves numbered in the thousands and tens of thousands, some large and some small. They were the places of cultivation for every adult clansman of the Flashing Thunder Clan.

In the Flashing Thunder Clan, once they reached adulthood and possessed a certain level of cultivation, they would leave the three mother planets and go to the remaining thirteen Cultivation Planets to find their own Immortal Caves, either inherited from others, carved out by themselves, or snatched from others.

Clansmen could fight among themselves, but life-and-death battles were not allowed. Once a death occurred, they would be severely punished. But as long as they didn't die, everything was fine. By this method, in these cruel infights, they cultivated generation after generation of excellent clansmen.

The weak would be eliminated!

At this time, on this yellowish Cultivation Planet, a youth dressed in black, his chest covered in blood and mangled flesh, walked with his head lowered, lost on a plain.

The land ahead had no visible edge, just like his current mood, filled with sorrow amidst cowardice.

"I hate myself for having low talent, I hate myself for being a Cultivator, and I hate even more that I am a member of the Flashing Thunder Clan!!!" the youth muttered, his expression twisted.

His agitated emotions aggravated his injuries, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. The youth fell to the ground with a miserable smile, looking at the sky where lightning occasionally flashed; the sorrow in his eyes grew thicker and thicker.

"I don't want to be a Cultivator… I want to live the life of a Mortal…" The youth's eyes gradually became unfocused, but he struggled to raise his right hand, staring blankly at his fingers. A moment later, madness appeared in his eyes, and using his last bit of strength, he grabbed fiercely at the lightning mark on his brow and yanked it outward violently.

Flesh and blood splattered. With this grab, he had actually forcibly torn off the Flashing Thunder Clan mark from his brow.

With a miserable smile, he gradually closed his eyes…

He could not see that the moment he closed his eyes, a bolt of lightning broke through the void and appeared in the sky. It seemed to have sensed his existence, paused slightly, and then rushed straight toward the wound on his brow in an instant!