Chapter 101: Elder Wright, Let Us Do Battle!

"Hey, old man, why are you like this? I haven't even figured out the reason yet, and you've already started making things difficult for me!" With that, I raised my hand to defend myself. A pale golden aura enveloped me, forming a shield around my body.

"Boy, once you defeat me, everything will become clear to you. I've waited three thousand years for someone worthy—perhaps you are that person!" With those words, he clashed his palm against mine.

Boom!

Our hands collided, smashing Wright's residence to rubble. Stones flew everywhere, burying Buck beneath them in an instant.

"Kid, bring out your clan's treasure. If you're from the Clan of Corpse Demons, it's time for me to get serious!" Wright declared. His body began to transform, muscles bulging until he was four or five times larger than Buck, turning into a golden colossus. A pair of strange bone wings sprouted from his back, lifting him hundreds of meters above the underground city. He looked down at me, urging me to come up and settle things.

Meanwhile, Buck struggled free from the debris and saw Wright hovering overhead. He looked at me and said, "Xiaodong, do you really have the strength to defeat Grandpa Wright? He possesses the seventh-level power of the Colossus Clan, the strongest of all, second only to the fallen Prince Brute." Buck's gaze was full of worry.

I never expected Buck, this hulking brute, to be so loyal. We'd only known each other for less than two hours, yet he spoke to me with such concern. Perhaps this rogue king of the Colossus Clan truly seeks redemption.

"Don't worry. If I defeat Wright, we'll be able to go to Prince Brute together. Maybe your power will be enhanced as well!" As soon as I finished speaking, four-meter-long wings unfurled behind me. Pale golden runes floated around me, my black hair turned silvery, my irises became crimson, and dark runes appeared on my cheeks. I reached into the air, summoned a golden blade, and launched myself toward Wright at the speed of light.

Wright, now magnificent in his transformation, was the very image of an enlarged golden arhat. He held a broad sword forged of orange energy, standing motionless in the sky as he watched me approach.

When I drew near, I saw Wright begin to swing his blade, timing it perfectly to meet my own.

Crackling!

Wright's broad sword carried the power of lightning, and as it clashed with my golden aura, sparks and thunder resounded. Down below, the Colossus Clan members looked up toward the flashing sky.

"Wow, it's Grandpa Wright! He hasn't met anyone who could stand up to him in thousands of years. Who is that fighting him today? He looks strong too!" A child's voice called out from the crowd below.

"Child, that one comes from the Clan of Corpse Demons, an outsider. If you train hard, you can go out into the world as well." A middle-aged man gently tapped the child's nose.

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The Colossus Clan gathered below, pointing and debating who would win. All eyes were fixed on Wright and me in the sky. Even the low-ranked green Colossus clan members rushed into the forbidden zone, though unlike Buck, they weren't so lucky—mid and high-ranked Colossus warriors drove them back, forcing them to retreat to the outskirts to watch the aerial battle. After all, fewer than a hundred in the entire clan could fly, so everyone wanted to witness whether aerial combat was truly as fierce as legend claimed.

"Boy, be careful! Our Colossus Clan's attacks ignore all defenses!" Wright warned. His broad sword pierced through my shield, the electrified blade slamming into my chest and sending me reeling back a dozen meters before I regained my balance.

I hadn't expected Wright's attack to bypass my defenses. Truly formidable! That blow nearly shattered my heart and lungs, and the force behind it must have been at least four thousand pounds.

But the main threat wasn't the sword's weight—it was the lightning wrapped around its blade. As it struck, the lightning shot into my body, rampaging through my veins.

Damn, isn't this something out of a fantasy novel? How does supernatural power in the real world include things like this?

I felt the lightning crackling through my meridians, making my whole body itch and sting as if shocked.

"Haha, boy, you must understand: if something exists in your mind, it surely exists somewhere. Even if it doesn't exist in this world! Now that you've been struck by my lightning, enjoy it for a while. If you can't break the spell soon, I'll throw you out!" Wright laughed, sitting cross-legged in the sky, his muscular arms folded across his chest, staring at me intently.

Indeed, I'd always believed that in this vast world, nothing was impossible—only unimaginable. Even those seemingly distant cultivation realms might exist somewhere in the universe.

The lightning raged through my meridians, exhilarating and painful. Yet suddenly, a familiar surge of lightning emerged quietly from my abdomen, encircling the wild energy within me.

Heavens! Could this lightning be originating from my dantian? If so, then the ancient arts of channeling energy to move mountains must be real.

Unbelievably, I discovered a spiral vortex in my abdomen—just like the mystical energy core described in tales of cultivation. With it, what need I fear? I tried to control my innate heavenly thunder with my consciousness.

This heavenly thunder entered my body during my battle with the Starfiend woman, and I'd paid it little heed since. Unexpectedly, it settled in my dantian.

Heavenly thunder far surpasses Wright's lightning in strength. Everything possesses levels—heavenly thunder originates from the celestial thunder pool, the source of all lightning, capable of shattering the sky and earth.

Thankfully, this heavenly thunder is gentle and easy to control. I guided it with my mind, directing it to surround the invading lightning.

The two energies seemed alive. The outsider, sensing itself beset by heavenly thunder, tried desperately to break free, but was quickly enveloped and intercepted. It was refined into heavenly thunder, then plunged into my dantian, vanishing without a trace.

Looking at Wright sitting cross-legged in the distance, his powerful physique made me understand why Buck felt inferior among mid and high-ranked Colossus warriors, unable to hold his head high or dare to fight.

Originally, I thought Buck, the two-meter-tall green Colossus brute, was already formidable. But now, I realized these mid and high-ranked Colossus humanoids hid an even more immense power beneath their forms. No wonder they looked down on the low-ranked Colossus, believed them genetically inferior, and truly regarded them as weak.

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"Wright, today you are destined to fail!"

As I spoke, I unleashed my speed, a specialty of the Corpse Demon Clan, and instantly appeared at Wright's side. Before he could react, I slammed my leg into his chest, delivering a blow of at least five thousand pounds—a payback with interest.

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