NOVEL NEXT Chapter 5: Chapter 5: Dharma Seals and Arts, Divine Sword Thunder Technique
Standing beside an enormous block of Cold Starstone, Lu Yunzhou murmured softly, "The Seventy-Two Earthly Fiend Arts: Titan Strength."
As he spoke, he channeled his inner spiritual energy, activating a spell.
Titan Strength: The might of limitless strength, the power to move mountains!
While casting this spell, Lu Yunzhou's ten fingers moved at lightning speed, forming complex gestures. These gestures, known as Dharma Seals, were the key to casting spells; once the seal was complete, the spell would be unleashed.
In a split second, Lu Yunzhou completed the Dharma Seal.
Seeing his strange hand movements, Liu Erlong, who had been rushing toward him, was filled with confusion. "What's this fool doing? Why isn't he running?"
"Bad luck to run into such a clueless fool today!" she thought, frustrated. "If I weren't so soft-hearted, he'd be dead ten times over by now!"
Just as she was about to grab him and drag him away from the danger zone, an astonishing scene unfolded.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Lu Yunzhou raised the massive Cold Starstone—an object weighing tens of thousands of pounds—with just a single finger!
Liu Erlong's eyes widened as she stared, repeatedly confirming she wasn't seeing things wrong. In her mind, an impossible thought surfaced.
Is this a dream? How…how is this possible?
She had exhausted herself trying to move that stone, yet this young man—who didn't even have soul power—had lifted it effortlessly with a single finger.
As Lu Yunzhou's grip tightened slightly, his fingers indented the impossibly solid rock, leaving a visible mark where he held it. Without waiting for Liu Erlong to react, he hoisted the massive stone to chest level with one hand and, in a blindingly swift motion, hurled it skyward.
Liu Erlong blinked, her face betraying utter shock, left at a loss for words. The crowd, who had been scrambling to escape moments earlier, stopped in their tracks, stunned by what they were witnessing.
"What's happening? Who threw that? Did a Titled Douluo step in?" one exclaimed.
"Four tons of rock, tossed like a sandbag? No way! Who has that kind of power?" another asked, awestruck.
"The power level needed for that feat…only a Titled Douluo could manage it! Soul Douluos couldn't even dream of it!"
"I…think I saw that fool do it…" murmured someone in disbelief.
"You're joking, right? That guy isn't even a Soul Master. There's no way he threw a four-ton rock into the sky!" objected another.
Wang Defa, the pudgy Soul King, boasted loudly, "If that fool did it, I'll eat dirt while doing a headstand!"
Everyone buzzed with theories and disbelief, forgetting their need to escape. They watched the Cold Starstone hurtle through the sky, awestruck and fearful.
Watching this scene unfold, Snake Spear Douluo, Yu Long, halted his carriage. He stared dumbfounded at the meteorite in the sky, momentarily speechless.
Although he was a Titled Douluo himself, Yu Long could never have thrown a four-ton stone a hundred meters into the air. The act defied all logic, and he was at a loss as to which powerful figure could be responsible.
"Your Highness, did you catch who did that?" Yu Long asked the prince, who was disguised as Xue Qinghe, Heaven Dou's heir.
"It…it was…that fool," the undercover Qian Renxue replied, swallowing hard, as though she had just seen the impossible.
Yu Long's mind spun with confusion. Surely Qian Renxue was mistaken. After all, Lu Yunzhou didn't possess any soul power—an essential trait for any Soul Master.
And yet, if it truly was Lu Yunzhou, then who was he really? And why didn't he have even a trace of soul power within him?
As the crowd marveled in stunned silence, Lu Yunzhou's hands moved to form another seal. With a powerful voice, he chanted, "From the nine heavens above, transform into divine thunder, let the majestic power descend! Divine Sword, Thunder Summoning Technique!"
As he finished, a faint sword mark appeared between his brows—his life-bound artifact, or Martial Soul, the Rusted Sword. When his seal was complete, the clear sky suddenly darkened, gathering thick storm clouds.
Thunder roared as fierce winds began to howl across the entire city of Heaven Dou, stirring both commoners and low-level Soul Masters into a frenzy of fear and confusion.
"What's happening? A natural disaster?" some cried out.
"This kind of transformation in mere seconds—no Soul Master could achieve this, not even a Titled Douluo! Only a god could change the heavens themselves," someone muttered fearfully.
Chaos erupted within the city, the panicked citizens scrambling to find safety.
"Descend!" Lu Yunzhou commanded, his voice echoing through the chaos.
In response, a colossal black lightning bolt, as thick as a tree trunk, shot down from the sky. This was not an ordinary technique but the Divine Sword Thunder Summoning Technique. By channeling his life-bound artifact into the spell, he transformed the Thunder Summoning Technique into something exponentially more powerful.
As the sword-shaped lightning struck, a deafening boom reverberated, leaving everyone momentarily deafened, even Qian Renxue with her divine martial spirit and Snake Spear Douluo Yu Long, a mighty Titled Douluo.
The target of this thunderous strike was clear—the meteorite.
To Lu Yunzhou, the only way to resolve this crisis was to confront it head-on. By destroying the impending threat of the exploding meteorite with the Divine Sword Thunder Summoning, he would complete his task in one fell swoop.
When the crowd recovered from their shock, they saw the meteorite in the sky had been obliterated, completely erased by the apocalyptic thunderbolt.
As the remaining energy from the collision swept outward, the ground shook beneath everyone's feet, leaving them feeling as if they bore the weight of mountains.
"My…god. That thunderbolt—such unimaginable power!" someone finally murmured.
"I've seen some things in my life, but that technique…unbelievable!" another gasped.
"We were lucky we were far away; otherwise, I'd probably be deaf right now!" someone else whispered in awe.
As the crowd buzzed, the rotund Soul King, Wang Defa, chimed in confidently, "No way that fool did it. I checked him out thoroughly—he's an ordinary person with no soul power! A regular guy could never summon a thunderbolt like that!"
This time, Yu Long had witnessed Lu Yunzhou's display firsthand.
"Is it possible…this young man's soul power is far beyond mine? But how can that be? I'm a Level 92 Titled Douluo, and he's barely twenty!"
Shaking with disbelief, Yu Long struggled to make sense of the scene before him.
As the crowd buzzed in a state of reverence and fear, Lu Yunzhou merely gazed upward, calm and composed amidst the remnants of the awe-inspiring display.
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