The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron
Chapter 1272 - Chapter 1272 Chapter 1371 Thunder Pool

Chapter 1272: Chapter 1371: Thunder Pool Chapter 1272: Chapter 1371: Thunder Pool The Old Dried Corpse leaped without fear, directly entering the terrifying and dense Thunder Pool.

Inside the Thunder Pool, the Old Dried Corpse seemed to feel nothing as he wandered amongst the dense power of thunder and lightning, appearing utterly at ease.

However, his expression bore a hint of solemnity and helplessness, the reasons for which were known only to him.

The next moment, the Old Dried Corpse walked out of the Thunder Pool and, in a flash, landed in front of Fang Lin.

Both Han Luoyun and the ugly old man were startled by the sudden appearance of the Old Dried Corpse, and they couldn’t help but reveal a look of awe.

The Old Dried Corpse, however, did not look at the two of them but focused his gaze on Fang Lin.

“Boy, come up with me,” he said without beating around the bush and grabbed Fang Lin, ascending once again into the heavens.

Boom!

What appeared before Fang Lin was a Thunder Pool, a true Thunder Pool.

Countless bolts of thunder and lightning converged, making the power here extremely rich–to the point where the densest parts had turned into a silvery liquid.

Fang Lin’s mind was shaken; the power of thunder and lightning was about to liquify–how immense was the power here?

“What did you bring me here for?” Fang Lin asked, puzzled as he looked at the vast Thunder Pool before him, unsure of what the Old Dried Corpse intended by bringing him here.

The Old Dried Corpse chuckled, “Of course, it’s to give you an opportunity.”

At these words, Fang Lin’s expression turned odd, “The opportunity you’re talking about wouldn’t happen to be this Thunder Pool, would it?”

The Old Dried Corpse nodded seriously at Fang Lin.

Fang Lin’s already weary face suddenly twitched; he had a vague bad feeling.

“Why does a Thunder Pool like this exist here?” Fang Lin didn’t ask what the opportunity was but instead inquired about the origins of the Thunder Pool.

The Old Dried Corpse furrowed his brow, “This Thunder Pool exists because of me. If I continue to stay here, the pool will grow larger and larger until it bursts.”

“Is it because of the being that originally suppressed you?” Fang Lin ventured.

Fang Lin had found the Old Dried Corpse in the Endless Dungeon and had brought both the corpse and the blood-colored longsword directly out of it.

The Old Dried Corpse was originally suppressed by a golden array within the Endless Dungeon. From some of the Old Dried Corpse’s behavior, Fang Lin could vaguely guess that he had been suppressed by an extremely powerful being.

Fang Lin had also asked who had suppressed him, but the Old Dried Corpse always replied ambiguously and never gave Fang Lin a straight answer.

And back in Hundred Beast Mountain, before falling into a deep slumber, the Old Dried Corpse told Fang Lin that the one who suppressed him was still alive; if the Old Dried Corpse used too much power, he would be detected, leading to grave trouble.

The Old Dried Corpse had recovered his physical body and revealed incredible strength, and the appearance of this Thunder Pool was also due to his emergence.

“Somebody is about to find me. If I keep exposing myself in this world, that person would soon descend, so I will not show myself again,” said the Old Dried Corpse, his expression very grave.

“What about me?” Fang Lin said.

The Old Dried Corpse glanced at Fang Lin and then kicked him into the Thunder Pool with one foot.

Crackling!!!

Fang Lin was kicked into the Thunder Pool by the Old Dried Corpse, and countless bolts of thunder ravaged his body, causing him such pain that he almost passed out.

Screams like that of slaughtering a pig wailed from Fang Lin’s mouth, mixed with curses at the Old Dried Corpse.

The Old Dried Corpse didn’t care about Fang Lin’s curses at all, instead, he said with a smirk, “Kid, this is a chance for you, it’s great for you. What’s a little skin and flesh pain? You’re not new to this anyway.”

Fang Lin felt a fire burning inside him, even if there were opportunities in the Thunder Pool, you didn’t have to suddenly kick me in.

The power of thunder and lightning is extremely terrifying; heavenly thunder represents the majesty of heaven and is considered the power of the heavens.

In ancient times, many Martial Artists sought the ultimate power of thunder and lightning, hoping to acquire power from it.

There were many successes, but even more failures.

Because the power of thunder and lightning is too fierce, ordinary Martial Artists could not withstand it upon touch.

Even experts at the Spirit Bone realm, whose bodies had reached a certain level of strength, couldn’t say they would remain unharmed under the power of thunder and lightning.

The greatest benefit of the power of thunder and lightning to Martial Artists is reflected in the body; after being tempered by lightning, a Martial Artist’s body will reach an incredibly astonishing level.

Moreover, cultivating in the midst of thunder and lightning is much more efficient, and it is even possible to use it to open meridians and reshape the body.

Watching Fang Lin struggling in the Thunder Pool, the Old Dried Corpse said with a laugh, “Just stay in there comfortably, there aren’t many places in the world that can form a Thunder Pool like this.”

Fang Lin glared fiercely at the Old Dried Corpse from within the Thunder Pool, but did not say anything more, nor did he leave the Thunder Pool.

Because Fang Lin knew that the Old Dried Corpse was doing this for his own good. With such a great Thunder Pool, which is a rare find, he naturally would not miss this opportunity and intended to improve himself as much as possible within it.

“While you are cultivating in the Thunder Pool, I won’t show up again, to prevent the Thunder Pool from expanding further. Of course, I won’t let anyone disturb you, be it from the Nine Countries or the Seven Seas; whoever comes, I’ll kill,” the Old Dried Corpse said, and then his figure disappeared, returning to Fang Lin’s Nine Palace Bag.

The Old Dried Corpse not only returned to the Nine Palace Bag but also concealed his aura, just like before his body had recovered.

With this action, the thunder from the depths of heaven suddenly stopped, yet the Thunder Pool did not disappear; it still existed, just without expanding further.

Fang Lin, in the midst of the Thunder Pool, endured the rampage of the power of thunder and lightning, feeling as if thousands of knives were cutting him all over.

However, this pain was still within Fang Lin’s tolerance. After all, he had experienced the baptism of Sacred Qi. The torment of thunder and lightning was not much different from that of Sacred Qi’s purification. Fang Lin could withstand the baptism of Sacred Qi, so naturally, this was no trouble either.

But this was only the beginning. Thunder and Sacred Qi are completely different forces. The longer Fang Lin stayed in the Thunder Pool, the pain he suffered would continue to intensify until his body fully adapted to the power of thunder and lightning, and only then would the pain cease to worsen.

Fang Lin was also very aware that the appearance of this Thunder Pool was indeed a rare opportunity for himself. Perhaps by seizing this chance, he might even step into the Spirit Source realm.

Meanwhile, on the outskirts of Qian Country, among a stretch of mountains, Fire King of the Hidden Kill Hall, along with many elites from the sect, stealthily crossed into the borders of Qian Country without anyone detecting their invasion.

ps: Third update, continue writing