"That's it? That's supposed to be the World Force? Who are you trying to scare with these tiny sparks? Can you not? If you can't, get lost!"

"Hurry it up, dawdling like this is practically making a joke out of 'Tribulation Thunder.' I feel embarrassed for you."

"The little bit of current you have—Canadian electric eels rap better than you. With this level, you can't even charge a phone properly!"

Zhang Menglong pointed at the sky and dissed it crazily; there were hardly a few people across the Haotian Continent who dared to provoke the World Force like this.

"Menglong, stop cursing, if you keep going, the boss is doomed." The other Demon Saints looked worried.

Once, a Demon Saint was about to complete a breakthrough smoothly due to his powerful strength. He casually commented, "Tribulation Thunder is no big deal," and then, with just that one sentence, he angered the World Force, causing the strength of the thunderstorm to increase tenfold instantly, leading him to utter ruination.

And now, Zhang Menglong's mouth was a million times nastier than that of the Demon Saint back then.

The once cloudless sky had turned completely dark, with a massive cloud formation appearing above Sen Wanxiang. These clouds, vibrant with a spectrum of colors, appeared lovely but contained the fear of death within.

"It's over, it's the Seven-Colored Tribulation Thunder!" Sen Wanxiang glanced up, nearly dumbfounded.

Ordinarily, when Demon Saints break through, they face single-colored Tribulation Thunder; at most, a very strong Demon Saint might encounter two-colored thunder.

It's said that the Demon Saint whose actions caused the World Force mutation later faced Four-Colored Thunder, which even a peak Demon Saint couldn't withstand.

And now, Seven-Colored Thunder is the strongest recorded thunderstorm ever to appear on Haotian Continent.

Of course, if Sen Wanxiang could survive this thunder, he'd become undoubtedly the strongest among the Woodland Dragon Turtle Clan, and his legend would span the entire Haotian Continent.

But the hope of getting through this thunderstorm was slim to none.

With a deafening rumble, a seven-colored Thunder Dragon swooped down from the sky, targeting Sen Wanxiang, who was making his final breakthrough!

"Here I come!" Suddenly, Zhang Menglong dashed under the Thunder Dragon and boldly reached up to it with both arms.

"Is he trying to help the boss through the Tribulation Thunder?" Everyone's hearts were in their throats. They knew Zhang Menglong's strength was terrifying, but never before in Haotian Continent's history had anyone completed a breakthrough with assistance.

Because, to the World Force, this is the greatest provocation—unless someone can endure the strength of the most powerful Seven-Colored Tribulation Thunder, but can Zhang Menglong truly do it?

The Thunder Dragon instantly engulfed Zhang Menglong, enveloping him in a radiant seven-colored glow, but instead of showing any pain, his expression was relaxed and even comfortable.

Zhang Menglong had now activated the power of Thor; as a god of thunder, lightning was his most familiar power. If a thunder god could be defeated by thunder, he might as well be called the god of hammers!

Thor's body seemed like a lightning rod, with the power of thunder and lightning subtly strengthening Zhang Menglong's physique. The stronger his body became, the more power it could contain; the Tribulation Thunder was practically his ultimate power-up!

"He's absorbing the Tribulation Thunder's power?"

"Menglong is simply a legend!"

"He's even using the thunder's power to strengthen his body; just how terrifying is his body? Is he aiming for direct physical sanctification?"

"Now's the time!" Sen Wanxiang started to push full force towards the peak of Demon Saint. With Zhang Menglong shielding him from the thunder, he could focus simply on refining the thunder's power to break through!

Half an hour later, as Sen Wanxiang's inner aura surged, it signaled that he had completed his breakthrough and become a peak Demon Saint!

A mysterious rune enveloped him, giving him the aura of an unmovable giant even standing still, a symbol of absolute defense and indestructible being!

Zhang Menglong returned to his companions; he had now dispelled Thor's power, his Mystic Qi cultivation was still at True Martial Stage Nine, but his physical strength was almost capable of resisting a Demon Emperor head-on!

"Menglong, thank you so much!" Sen Wanxiang's face lit up with excitement. Now, compared to before his breakthrough, was he not ten times stronger? He even had the confidence to return to his noble clan and say to the current Clan Leader, "It's time for me to take this position".

"We're brothers, no need to be polite," Zhang Menglong laughed, "Who's next?"

"Me, me, me!"

"Get lost, you little rascal, trying to cut in line? Don't you know seniors first?"

"Nonsense! Do you even understand what it means to care for your younger brother?"

"You bunch of men, do you even know what ladies first means?"

The remaining eight Great Demons started bickering loudly.

...

Later, the insults echoed repeatedly through the valley, and none of those Zaun quotes were the same.

After the insults ceased, vibrant thunder clouds descended one by one, followed by a figure within the clouds continually absorbing the power of thunder.

After eight rounds, nine unprecedentedly powerful Demon Saints were born; they not only had peak Demon Saint power but also cultivated immensely strong techniques. Any one of them could effortlessly change the landscape of the entire Demon Beast Dynasty.

Moreover, Zhang Menglong gained tremendous benefits from their breakthroughs; his body was tempered by lightning to the extent that he could smash a Demon Emperor with a single punch!

"Now it's my turn!" Zhang Menglong sat down cross-legged to absorb the Essence of the Divine Tree.

Now he was like a giant iron barrel, continuously filled as long as there was energy.

After just a few breaths, the energy Zhang Menglong absorbed had reached the True Martial Realm's limit!

Unlike Demon Beasts, humans only encounter Tribulation Thunder when transitioning from the True Martial Realm to the Heaven-breaking Realm.

"Hurry the hell up, I'm in a rush, stop dithering and hit me with the big guns!" Zhang Menglong shouted impatiently.

However, the thunder clouds in the sky merely rolled a bit, then surprisingly began to dissipate gradually. No matter how much Zhang Menglong cursed or provoked, it had no response.

"Is... is the Tribulation Thunder scared off?"

"My goodness, Menglong truly is a legend; I've lived over ten thousand years and it's the first time I've heard someone scare off a Tribulation Thunder."

"I really wish I could record this moment."

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, if someone told me, I'd definitely think that person was a lunatic."

...

The World Force, possessing its own consciousness, always felt the aura from Zhang Menglong was very familiar, as if it had encountered it thousands of years ago.

Suddenly, it remembered the fear of being dominated by a certain man, who wanted to break through to the peak of God-breaking Realm. The existence of World Force was meant to prevent any life surpassing this world.

But not only had that man shattered the Tribulation Thunder, he'd even directly assaulted the World Force's essence. Had it not begged for mercy, the man might have directly destroyed the world's hard-won consciousness.

From this youth, the World Force sensed that man's aura. He was that man's descendant!

What to do now? Run away!

"Hey, where do you think you're going?" Zhang Menglong showed a dissatisfied expression, "You struck everyone else but not me during breakthroughs, are you looking down on me?"

Zhang Menglong actually chased after the direction where the thunder clouds were retreating!

Is this guy even normal? If others faced such a situation, they'd be overjoyed, but he actually chased after the thunder?

"Today, you'll strike me whether you want to or not!"

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