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Chapter 146 - Chapter 146 The Majestic Might of Heaven, the Righteous Path of Thunder!

Chapter 146 The Majestic Might of Heaven, the Righteous Path of Thunder!

At this moment, the vast voice of the heavens resounded once more!

[Evil Emperor! Do you wish to apply to open the 'Endless Arena' and challenge the eighth-ranked Sikong Zhen?]

The Evil Emperor's mental roar, filled with battle intent and killing intent, echoed throughout the heavens and earth:

"Challenge!"

Without the slightest hesitation!

Sikong Zhen looked up, his sharp gaze seemingly piercing through the pillar of light, seeing his distant opponent.

A wild smile curled at the corner of his lips, and lightning erupted around him: 

"Well done! I was just about to test whether my Nine Heavens Divine Thunder could cleave through your mental storm!"

Humans and Soul Beasts!

Thunder and Spirit!

The duel between two peak powerhouses was about to erupt!

The eyes of the entire continent were focused on this.

Human Soul Masters hoped that Sikong Zhen could defend the dignity of humanity.

The Soul Beasts, on the other hand, hoped that the Evil Emperor could prove the absolute dominance of the Soul Beasts.

On the Endless Arena.

The winds of war rose again!

"Boom boom boom!"

The blood-red light of the heavens suddenly subsided.

Instead, two dazzling golden beams pierced the heavens and earth!

The golden light was like pillars!

One beam precisely enveloped the depths of the Demon Forest, where the colossal Evil Eye Tyrant reigned supreme.

The other descended upon the Beidou Academy, enveloping Sikong Zhen, whose body was still crackling with electricity.

The next moment, under the watchful eyes of countless people!

The two figures vanished from their original spots, forcibly pulled into the mysterious and unpredictable "Endless Arena"!

The Evil Emperor's massive true form did not appear.

Instead, a middle-aged man in a dark purple robe appeared, his face sinister.

Most strangely, in the center of his forehead was not an ordinary eye, but a deep, vertical pupil that slowly rotated, seemingly capable of devouring all light and soul!

Simply by standing there, a vast, chaotic, and distorted spiritual energy uncontrollably rippled outwards from him, causing the space around him to ripple abnormally, and the light to warp.

The mere unintentional release of this spiritual pressure was enough to cause an ordinary Title Douluo to lose their composure and have their soul scattered!

On the other side, Sikong Zhen stood tall and imposing!

His body crackled and hissed as silver-purple Nine Heavens Divine Lightning spontaneously erupted, forming a constantly flickering lightning barrier that firmly resisted the all-pervasive spiritual erosion.

Lightning collided with invisible mental ripples, producing a sickening hissing sound and scattering invisible energy ripples.

Sikong Zhen frowned slightly, a chill running down his spine.

"Such bizarre mental power!"

"It's not just simple strength, but also possesses chaotic, corrosive, and distorting characteristics, continuously assaulting my soul's defenses!"

He instantly realized!

The key to this battle was not merely the clash of lightning power, but a perilous struggle at the level of the soul!

Once his mind was breached and invaded by the opponent's mental power, even with his world-destroying Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, he would only become a mindless madman, or a puppet to be slaughtered at will!

"Human," the middle-aged man in the form of the Evil Emperor spoke, his voice resounding, directly affecting the soul level, filled with coldness and condescension.

"Your lightning is nothing but a fleeting spark before this Emperor's mental domain."

"Kneel down, offer up your soul, and this Emperor might spare your life."

Upon hearing this, Sikong Zhen laughed instead of being angry!

Laughter boomed like thunder, rolling away and temporarily dispelling the oppressive mental atmosphere.

"A mere eye with a few years of cultivation dares to presume to call itself an emperor?"

"Today, I'll show you, you frog in a well, what true heavenly might and the righteous path of thunder are!"

"Seventh Soul Skill, Thunder True Body!"

Sikong Zhen didn't hesitate any longer, activating it first!

He knew that against a mental opponent, he couldn't afford to fall into their rhythm.

Boom!

The seventh blood-red soul ring beneath his feet suddenly lit up, dazzlingly bright!

Endless divine thunder erupted from his body, instantly engulfing him.

Within the lightning, his figure rapidly expanded and transformed.

In the blink of an eye, he became a giant tens of meters tall, entirely formed from the purest silver-purple thunder!

The Thunder True Body's face was blurred.

However, a destructive aura swept across the entire arena.

Even the mental ripples emitted by the Evil Emperor were forcibly forced back several feet by this domineering thunderous power!

"Hmph! Merely a shell!"

The Evil Emperor sneered!

His vertical pupils suddenly blazed with an eerie purplish-black light.

"Mental Shock, Chaotic Ripple!"

For an being like the Evil Emperor, innate abilities were already ingrained in his instincts.

An invisible, intangible mental shock, capable of piercing the souls of all spectators, surged towards the Thunder True Form like a tsunami.

This shock wasn't a straight line, but rather spread out in a strange ripple pattern.

It covered all evasive angles and contained a chaotic power that disrupted perception and reversed direction!

"A mere trick!"

"Thunder Prison, rise!"   

The Thunder True Form let out a deep roar, and a storm of lightning suddenly descended.

"Boom!"

Centered on him, an area of ​​several hundred meters instantly transformed into a lightning inferno!

Countless lightning pillars rained down from the sky!

The violent power of lightning surged and exploded wildly, forming an area of ​​absolute destruction.

The invisible tsunami of mental shock crashed into the lightning inferno, only to be struck, torn apart, and purified by countless exploding lightning bolts!

Lightning, supremely yang and powerful, is the nemesis of all yin, evil, and chaotic energy!

The Nine Heavens Divine Lightning is the supreme among lightning, its effect on suppressing mental energy is particularly significant!

"Sizzle!"

The ear-piercing sound of dissolving was incessant.

The Evil Emperor's first wave of mental attack was actually neutralized by Sikong Zhen in such a violent way!

"Hmm?"

The Evil Emperor frowned, a hint of surprise flashing in his vertical pupils.

The purification effect of the opponent's lightning was even stronger than he had anticipated.

"Interesting, let's try this!"

"Mental Illusion, Myriad Manifestations!"

The Evil Emperor's vertical pupils shifted again, the purplish-black light becoming deep and mesmerizing.

In an instant, the scene around Sikong Zhen drastically changed!

The Thunder Purgatory vanished.

In its place appeared countless distorted, bizarre, and fantastical scenes!

His most feared past reappeared, his most desired temptations descended, countless vengeful spirits wailed and rushed towards him, and his loved ones died tragically before his eyes.

All sorts of illusions struck at the most vulnerable part of his heart! They frantically assaulted his mental defenses!

This was an attack far more terrifying than a simple mental assault, aimed at dismantling the opponent's will from within!

The massive body of the Thunder True Form suddenly froze, the lightning around it momentarily becoming chaotic and flickering.

Sikong Zhen's brows furrowed, veins bulging on his forehead!

Clearly, he was under immense mental pressure.

"Hold fast to your true self, Thunder is me, and I am Thunder!"

Sikong Zhen roared in his heart!

The lightning orbs in Thunder True Body's eyes erupted with blinding light, forcibly stabilizing its form.

"It seems your mental power is not invincible!"

The Evil Emperor sneered!

Seizing the moment when Sikong Zhen was restrained by the illusion, he launched an even more ferocious attack.

"Mental Manifestation, Soul-Splitting Demon Blade!"

Before the Evil Emperor, his vast mental power was highly compressed and solidified, conjuring dozens of semi-transparent, purplish-black energy blades out of thin air!

These demonic blades were not physical entities, yet they exuded a terrifying aura capable of tearing apart souls.

Ignoring spatial distance, they instantly appeared around Thunder True Body, slashing down fiercely from various tricky angles!

This was a terrifying method of transforming ethereal mental power into a tangible attack! In this critical moment, lightning burst forth from Sikong Zhen's eyes, forcibly breaking free of the illusion and regaining a sliver of clarity.

"Eighth Soul Skill, Ten Thousand Thunder Heavenly Prison!"

Boom!

Thunder True Body roared to the sky, all the lightning patterns around its body lighting up simultaneously!

Countless bolts of divine lightning, as thick as water vats, seemed to be summoned, crashing down from the void.

They not only struck the Soul-Splitting Demon Blades with pinpoint accuracy, but also transformed the entire arena into a pool of lightning!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The Soul-Splitting Demon Blades shattered under the bombardment of the supremely powerful divine lightning, dissipating into chaotic spiritual energy.

"Let's see how long you can hold out!"

The Evil Emperor's voice was icy.

His vertical pupils spun faster, and an even stronger spiritual fluctuation began to brew.

He had already discerned that although his opponent's lightning was domineering and restrained the spirit, he was still only at the ninety-ninth level. In terms of spiritual resilience and sheer volume, he was still inferior to him, a being who had cultivated for eight hundred thousand years!

As long as he continued to apply pressure, he would surely wear him down!

Sikong Zhen took a deep breath, his lightning true form solidifying once more. 

He knew he could no longer continue this passive defense.

He had to take the initiative!

To tear apart this suffocating spiritual domain with his strongest attack! 

"I can't remain passive any longer!"

A resolute glint flashed in Sikong Zhen's eyes.

The Evil Emperor's spiritual power is like a maggot clinging to a bone, inexhaustible and ever-changing.

Furthermore, prolonged defense against it will inevitably lead to its collapse!

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