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Deep within, one could vaguely see the tattered scrolls laid out on the jade table—on the cover of one of the scrolls, the two characters "Heavenly Punishment" resonated with the energy flowing within his body.
Lei Qian stared in despair at the lightning patterns on Wei Changxuan's palm, recalling the last line of the ancestral precept:
"If one encounters a person who receives divine punishment, he should be regarded as the spokesperson for divine retribution."
A tremor like the tolling of bells echoed from the depths of the underground palace, and Jing Ni's longsword was finally fully drawn.
The moment Yan Lingji's blue flames touched the stone gate, they transformed into specks of light and disappeared into Wei Changxuan's sleeve—
Those assassins and fire demons who once struck fear into the hearts of the Dark River...
At this moment, even they felt a sense of awe before this aura that resonated with the Immortal Book.
The wind lifted Wei Changxuan's coat hem, revealing the faintly visible thunder pattern embroidery on the lining—a pattern his mother had sewn before her death.
At this moment, it is shining brightly in conjunction with the light from the remaining pages deep within the underground palace.
He gazed at the dark entrance to the underground palace, and heard the call from the depths of his heart grow ever clearer:
What's hidden there might not just be fragments of the Immortal's Book,
It was fate that dragged him into this vortex of the martial world.
As for Lei Qianjue, Jing Ni, Yan Lingji, and even the entire power of Qiandong City,
All will be drawn into a "divine punishment" that spans the ages, as this gear turns.
The teacup on the stone table suddenly shattered, the scalding tea mixed with lightning.
Draw a half-finished star map on the ground.
In the distance, carrier pigeons from the underground river swept across the night sky, the bells on their anklets ringing urgently—
Unbeknownst to them, beneath the Lei family's villa lay the secret of the "Immortal's Book," sealed away for centuries.
As the golden light emanated from Wei Changxuan's palm, a new chapter quietly began.
The golden light emanating from the ancient book in Wei Changxuan's sleeve surged as if it were alive.
Every line echoes the "Immortal Book" mentioned in Lei Qianjue's voice.
His fingertips touched the cloud and thunder pattern on the cover of the book, and the dark pattern suddenly became hot—it was a restriction branded with his mother's blood and essence before she died.
At this moment, it is resonating with the earth veins of the Thunder Punishment Palace.
"Master Lei's game of chess was probably started the moment we first met at the Drunken Immortal Pavilion."
He smiled faintly and raised his eyes, his gaze reflecting the half-broken jade pendant with thunder patterns at Lei Qianjue's waist.
"I've heard that the Thunder Gate technique can sense the aura of calamity within a hundred miles."
Could it be that this golden light emanating from me was already part of your calculations the moment I stepped into Qian Dong City?
Chapter 391 The Underground Palace! Calamity!
Lei Qianjue's sigh mingled with the steam from the cold tea on the stone table.
He tapped his knuckles on the table—a subtle vibration came from beneath the bluestone slab.
Like countless tiny thunderbolts wandering through the soil.
"Does the young master know why the Dark River assassins chose to make their move outside the Drunken Immortal Pavilion?"
He rolled up his sleeve, revealing a faded lightning tattoo on his forearm.
"That building was originally the old residence of the Lei Sect, and the foundation contained the Thunder Listening Array set up by the first sect leader."
"When you spoke of the Immortal's Book, the array's core transformed your voices into lightning, which traveled along the earth's veins to my ears."
Before he finished speaking, half an inch of gold leaf suddenly emerged from Wei Changxuan's sleeve.
The ancient seal script on the edge was visible under the moonlight, and it fit perfectly with the patterns of Lei Qianjue's tattoo.
Mu Nanzhi's whisk suddenly tightened, the silver tassels pointing to the southeast corner of the courtyard—where the moss was receding at a visible rate.
The lightning pattern array eyes, worn and blurred, are visible on the exposed stone bricks.
"The 'Umbrella Sale' will be held in the western part of the city three days from now..."
Lei Qianjue suddenly lowered his voice, and lightning condensed into a three-inch sword shape at his fingertips.
The four characters "Azure Sky Jade Slip" were carved on the stone table. The gold powder seeping from the sword marks was the material from Wei Changxuan's gold pages.
"On the surface, they are photographing fragments of the cultivation world, but in reality, they are taking the key to unlock the immortals' library."
But this key is indispensable—" He pointed to the ground, and a muffled rumble like thunder came from beneath the blue bricks.
"The Earth Key, located deep within the underground palace, is hidden at the core of the Thunder Punishment Array. Only those who can invoke the power of heavenly punishment can retrieve it."
Jing Ni's longsword trembled slightly in its sheath as she suddenly recalled the records in the Dark River's secret report:
"The Thunder Punishment Array in the Lei Family Underground Palace was forged using the remnants of the first sect master's tribulation."
Those who are not burdened with calamities cannot approach.
Looking at the faint golden light emanating from Wei Changxuan's sleeve at this moment,
Suddenly I understood why the Three Elders of the Dark River had asserted that "the secret of the Immortal's Book must wait for the one who receives the golden pages of thunder."
Yan Lingji's blue flames transformed into vines, reaching towards the underground palace through the cracks in the stone bricks.
But it emitted a soft "sizzling" sound the moment it touched the lightning pattern.
The retracted flames were now tinged with tiny silver light: "After all this talk, what exactly does Raimon have to offer in exchange?"
Lei Qianjue suddenly stood up, the lightning trailing from the hem of his robe sweeping across everyone—the stone lantern in the corner of the courtyard suddenly lit up.
Inside the lamp was half a jade slip engraved with the words "Thunder Punishment".
"Lei Men has two requests." He extended his aged fingers, the first knuckle tapping the words "Heavenly Key."
Lightning flashed and formed chain shapes within the handwriting.
"One priority is to preserve the remaining pages of the underground palace. The Dream Killer Prince of the Dark River has already infiltrated Qiandong City with his bone-corroding poisonous mist."
They're not just eyeing the Earth Key, but also the young master's...
He paused, his gaze falling on the faint golden patterns on Wei Changxuan's palm, 767 "Bloodline resonating with the Immortal Book".
As the second finger fell, the lightning on the stone table coalesced into the phantom image of an army array:
"Secondly, once the Azure Sky Secret Realm opens, thirty elite disciples of the Thunder Sect must accompany you inside, young master."
He suddenly unfastened the jade pendant at his waist, revealing a fragment of the underground palace map engraved on its inner side.
"I swear by the ancestral precepts of the Thunder Gate that I will never touch the true form of the Immortal Book."
"As long as my disciple can glimpse the remnants of the ancient Heavenly Dao—"
Before he could finish speaking, Wei Changxuan suddenly raised his hand, and the golden pages transformed into a stream of light, covering the map fragment.
The previously blurry outline of the underground palace suddenly became clear, and deep within it were small vermilion characters that read "Location of the Core of Heavenly Punishment and the Key to the Earth."
Chapter 392 The Divine Punishment!
"Sect Master Lei is quite frank." Wei Changxuan traced the lightning punishment array patterns on the map with his fingertips, and his internal energy suddenly resonated with the earth's veins.
The thunderous roar beneath the stone bricks transformed into a whisper in my ear.
“But words are no proof—” He suddenly crushed the talisman his mother had left him from his sleeve.
Crimson, restrictive patterns covered Lei Qianjue's jade pendant like a spiderweb.
"If Lei Men dares to touch the slightest fragment of the Blood Thunder Contract, it will trigger the underground palace's lightning punishment, blasting the entire courtyard into dust."
Lei Qianjue looked at the bloodstains on the jade pendant, then suddenly burst into laughter and slammed his fist on the table.
"What a Blood Thunder Pact! The covenant of mutual destruction that our ancestor made with the fragment of the Immortal Book back then!"
He waved to summon his assassins, who presented him with a sandalwood box carved with thunder patterns.
Inside the box lay half a jade slip and a scroll of sheepskin map.
"This is the diagram of the underground palace's array, marking three points that can break the ambush of the underground river."
As for the three hundred elite soldiers—" He pointed outside the courtyard, where the clanging of armor could be heard in the distance.
"Tonight we will be at your command, Young Master. The Thunder Radiance Battalion, which will lead the charge, is an elite force capable of unleashing palm lightning."
Jing Ni suddenly stepped forward, her fingertips tracing the edge of the jade slip:
"I demand that Lei Men promise that if the Dark River's Shadow Assassins come, they must use lightning and fire to clear the way for us."
The Dark River Token at her waist glowed faintly, but suddenly paused when it touched Wei Changxuan's golden page—
The character "kill" on the token was even scorched by the golden light, leaving a faint dent.
Yan Lingji's blue flames wrapped around Wei Changxuan's wrist, but did not burn him in the slightest.
Instead, they transformed into gentle specks of light under the golden glow:
"I'm curious about the key to the underground palace."
What does it look like? Is it some kind of rock that can generate lightning?
Wei Changxuan took the jade slip and touched the small characters engraved on the back with his fingertips: "Heavenly punishment descends upon the world, with golden pages as the guide."
The golden pages in his sleeve trembled again, but this time they didn't try to break free—instead, they channeled strands of golden light into his palm.
It merged with the map fragment handed to it by Lei Qianjue.
He suddenly looked towards the entrance of the underground palace, where the lightning array's core flickered in sync with his heartbeat.
It's as if it's echoing some ancient, sleeping being.
"The auction three days from now will be arranged according to what Master Lei said."
He conjured a blood-red lightning seal at his fingertips and pressed it into Lei Qianjue's palm.
"But let me make this clear—if I discover any Lei Men disciples possessing the incomplete pages..."
"There's no need for you to do anything, young master. I will use lightning to cleanse my family's name."
Lei Qianjue pressed the Blood Lightning Seal into his brow, and lightning and blood light intertwined to form a contract pattern on his forehead.
"From this day forward, everyone in Lei Men will follow Young Master Lu's lead."
Before the words were finished, a tremor like the tolling of a bell suddenly came from the depths of the underground palace.