"BOOM~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~" Finally, an absolutely terrifying detonation erupted within
The sound was bizarre — sharper than a clap of thunder, more pleasant than a tiger's roar, more majestic than a dragon's bellow. Yet no one else could hear it; only Chu Feng himself could perceive it.
At the same instant the explosion sounded, Chu Feng's aura began climbing at a frantic pace, the speed of his ascent so rapid it was nothing short of miraculous.
Simultaneously, centered on Chu Feng, all the martial force within several thousand li surged as though answering a call, rushing toward him and pouring into his body.
In this moment, Chu Feng's aura was utterly different from before — it had undergone a qualitative transformation, a true leap in power.
He had broken through. Before the celestial anomaly could even be fully refined, Chu Feng's cultivation had risen. He had successfully crossed from the Heaven Martial realm into the Martial Lord realm, becoming a true Martial Lord powerhouse.
The Martial Lord realm — a level countless cultivators spent their entire lives striving for yet never reached, left only to gaze up at it in reverence. In the eyes of many, it was a realm akin to divinity.
Yet Chu Feng, at an age still under twenty, had already stepped into it. Without a doubt, this was a staggering achievement.
At the very least, within the Eastern Sea and the Eastern Continent, only a small handful of geniuses could manage such a feat.
Although he was only a first-rank Martial Lord, this was cultivation Chu Feng had obtained without relying on the power of the Divine Thunder — it was his own genuine strength.
"Haha, I did it! I finally did it! I've entered the Martial Lord realm at last!" In that instant, Chu Feng was overwhelmed with ecstasy, so excited he could barely contain himself. The thrill was beyond words.
Though the time it took Chu Feng to go from Heaven Martial to Martial Lord had not actually been very long, the price he had paid was extraordinarily heavy — far beyond what an ordinary person could endure.
Today's achievement, while it partly owed itself to fortune, could not be denied as something Chu Feng had earned through his own efforts.
"Oh no — this feeling!!!" But just as Chu Feng was reveling in his triumph, his expression suddenly changed. A fear he had never experienced before welled up in his eyes.
Chu Feng discovered, to his horror, that the moment he broke through to Martial Lord, a streak of red lightning had burst forth from his Dantian and was now surging wildly through his body.
Under normal circumstances, this would have been expected — Chu Feng should have been happy, because every time he crossed a major realm, he would gain the power of an additional bolt of lightning to wield as his own.
But something was different this time. That red lightning, as it roiled through his body, showed absolutely no intention of merging with his blood or fusing with him as one. Instead, it was trying to burst outward — the bolt was attempting to break free of his flesh, to escape the confines of Chu Feng's physical body.
Most alarming of all, it was not just the red lightning that wanted to tear its way out. The gold, blue, and purple bolts that had long since merged with Chu Feng's blood were also rippling free, agitated and restless alongside the red one. Every last bolt was striving to leave his body.
How could Chu Feng possibly remain calm now?!
It was true that the constraints of the Divine Thunder made every breakthrough cost him several times more than what an ordinary cultivator would have to pay, rendering his extraordinary comprehension useless — he had to accumulate enough cultivation resources before his level could advance.
But everything had its price and its reward. The Divine Thunder made breaking through far more difficult, yet in return it granted Chu Feng combat power that far surpassed that of anyone else. And the Divine Thunder was genuinely powerful — power beyond all reckoning.