The Light Rune had already fully merged with Chu Feng.
The dense heaven and earth energy within that Light Rune, the profound cultivation of the Martial Dao — all of it now belonged to Chu Feng.
However, everything was far from over.
Rumble, rumble, rumble—
At that moment, thunder rumbled across the nine heavens. Countless bolts of nine-colored lightning surged across the sky like a stampeding beast horde, as if the very void was being torn asunder.
The might of that lightning was so overwhelming that even from such a tremendous distance, people could clearly feel its destructive power.
Such power left even Linghu Mingye's eyes filled with shock.
Because that lightning was simply far too powerful — even Linghu Mingye had never witnessed such terrifying Divine Thunder before.
"Is this the lightning summoned during the breakthrough of a Heavenly Bloodline bearer?"
"No… no, that's not it. During a Heavenly Bloodline breakthrough, one can indeed summon lightning across the heavens, but it would never be this terrifying."
"Could it be some power hidden within this Holy Spirit Light Formation?"
Linghu Mingye had initially assumed it was lightning drawn by Chu Feng's imminent breakthrough.
But soon, he dismissed his own guess. He felt that Chu Feng could not possibly summon lightning of such terrifying magnitude, so he concluded it must be some hidden power within the Holy Spirit Light Formation.
Rumble, rumble, rumble—
But before long, the nine-colored lightning in the nine heavens came crashing down, tearing apart the space around Chu Feng.
Because Linghu Mingye was standing so close to Chu Feng, even he was enveloped and engulfed by the lightning.
The sky-spanning lightning completely surrounded them both, yet this horrifying lightning had absolutely no effect on Linghu Mingye whatsoever.
Its target was only one — Chu Feng.
"This… this really is lightning summoned during a breakthrough?"
"But how could there possibly be such powerful lightning?"
What was happening before his eyes was all too familiar — was this not the very tribulation that bearers of the Heavenly Bloodline who cultivated the Self-Punishment Mystic Art had to endure before their breakthrough?
This forced Linghu Mingye to accept the truth — the lightning had indeed been summoned by Chu Feng.
But how could this lightning be so terrifying?
"Could it be… the legendary Divine Punishment Mystic Art?"
"This Chu Feng — he's actually cultivated the legendary Divine Punishment Mystic Art?"
Suddenly, Linghu Mingye's expression grew extremely complicated.
Because he had suddenly recalled that Self-Punishment Mystic Art which was far more powerful than the Heavenly Punishment Mystic Art.
The Divine Punishment Mystic Art.
He had heard that the difficulty of cultivating the Divine Punishment Mystic Art was beyond comparison with the Heavenly Punishment Mystic Art.
One careless move, and it could very well destroy the practitioner.
Therefore, even if the Divine Punishment Mystic Art were placed right before them, very few people would dare to attempt its cultivation.
Moreover, the Divine Punishment Mystic Art was a legendary technique — even if one wished to cultivate it, there was no way to obtain it.
If anyone else had cultivated it, even with the kind of commotion Chu Feng was causing, no one would have believed it was the Divine Punishment Mystic Art.
But Chu Feng was different. After all, his grandfather and his father had both cultivated the Divine Punishment Mystic Art — and both had succeeded.
"Could this truly be the Divine Punishment Mystic Art?"
Linghu Mingye's eyes locked tightly onto Chu Feng. Even as the thought crossed his mind, he had already all but confirmed that what Chu Feng had cultivated was indeed the legendary Divine Punishment Mystic Art.
At that moment, Linghu Mingye began to see Chu Feng in an entirely new light.
If merely mastering the Holy Spirit Light Formation was not enough, then cultivating the legendary Divine Punishment Mystic Art was proof beyond doubt of Chu Feng's extraordinary nature.
Even Linghu Mingye had to acknowledge this.