Divine Replication System

Additionally, there was a small contingent of late-period Emperor Level martial artists.    

Though few in number, their caliber was frighteningly high.    

They represented the elite of the entire continent.    

On the Dongyuan Continent, they were virtually unstoppable.    

No martial artist or power could stand against them.    

Not even the Thunder Yang Pavilion, within its own stronghold, could offer any resistance.    

Lin Xuan didn't even need to lift a finger.    

Eager to prove themselves, these newly acquired subordinates could easily band together and obliterate the entire Thunder Yang Pavilion.    

The Pavilion lacked the strength to challenge the whole continent on its own.    

Only the Devil Cloud Sect, with its deep-seated secrecy, could have possibly stood a chance, relying on its protective grand array.    

But now, Lin Xuan had annihilated the Devil Cloud Sect, leaving none behind.    

The Thunder Yang Pavilion didn't even warrant a discussion.    

Its high-ranking members were also pinned to the ground, utterly powerless.    

Despair and sorrow filled their hearts.    

But then, swiftly.    

They were once again profoundly shaken by the spectacle before them.    

It compelled them to reconsider.    

Looking up, they saw.    

Suspended in the sky.    

Lin Xuan faced the towering Thunder Mountain, separated by a mere hundred meters.    

A massive lightning python transformed into a chain of thunder, linking the two.    

Strangely enough.    

This chain appeared to be channeling the energy of lightning.    

The aura of might around Lin Xuan grew increasingly formidable, more fearsome by the moment.    

Simultaneously, he radiated a blinding brilliance.    

At that instant, the sun itself seemed to pale in comparison.    

Conversely, the once resplendent and mighty Thunder Mountain now appeared somewhat dim, its thunderous energy slightly diminished.    

Yet the change was subtle.    

Had the Thunder Yang Pavilion's upper echelons not been intimately familiar with the Thunder Mountain from years of observation, they might have missed it entirely.    

It would have been nearly impossible for them to notice.    

Yet, the power of Thunder Mountain had indeed diminished, genuinely and significantly.    

With each increase and decrease in power,    

It was as though Lin Xuan was absorbing and devouring Thunder Mountain itself.    

No, it wasn't just a semblance; he was truly devouring it.    

A tumult of emotions stirred within them.    

They had never anticipated such an outcome.    

Their hearts were heavy with reluctance, anger, and a sense of helplessness.    

This was a treasure that Thunder Yang Pavilion had cherished for countless years, and now it had been stolen away.    

Moreover, they were struck with both astonishment and dread.    

This towering Thunder Mountain had been utilized by the Thunder Yang Pavilion for ages, repeatedly harnessing its energy for cultivating martial arts, secret techniques, refining pills, spirit weapons, and more.    

It was integral to every facet of the Thunder Yang Pavilion.    

For them, this Thunder Mountain was a boundless wellspring of energy.    

They had never before sensed any decline in its vast, oceanic power.    

Yet today, in the brief time since Lin Xuan's arrival,    

In less than fifteen minutes,    

He had already perceived a significant weakening.    

By comparison,    

Lin Xuan's power was highlighted as something truly terrifying and inscrutable.    

He was far beyond their ability to match or even imagine.    

With time's passage, the inevitable outcome was clear.    

This ancient Thunder Mountain, which had stood for eons, was likely to be completely consumed by Lin Xuan, leaving nothing but ruin in its wake.    

Even if it wasn't entirely devoured,    

It would be greatly diminished,    

Losing its former utility.    

The most profound legacy and foundation of the Thunder Yang Pavilion would vanish forever.    

They no longer needed to deliberate or decide.    

Reality would deliver the verdict.    

All they could do was watch, paralyzed, unable to intervene or prevent the inevitable.    

Ultimately, they had no choice but to come to terms with it.    

The only alternative was a futile last stand, leading to certain death and the sect's destruction.    

But what purpose would that serve, aside from a brief catharsis?    

Therefore, they understood what decision to make.    

High above,    

The oppressive force grew increasingly intense and formidable.    

Even the protective enchantments of the Thunder Yang Pavilion below were no match for it.    

It was as if they didn't exist at all.    

The interior was enveloped in silence.    

Everyone lay prostrate on the ground, suppressed and immobilized.    

Lin Xuan found himself enshrouded in boundless thunder energy.    

He appeared to transform into a miniature sun, suspended in the void.    

He voraciously drew in the energy from the colossal mountain of lightning.    

Despite the ferocity and explosiveness of the lightning energy, threatening to shatter all in its path,    

it became remarkably tame upon touching Lin Xuan.    

It was as if the lightning energy had encountered a formidable predator, becoming as meek as a lamb before a wolf.    

Before Lin Xuan, the lightning energy seemed to lose all its fury.    

Flowing into him like myriad rivers merging into the sea, Lin Xuan's lips curled into a slight smile, his face alight with pleasure.    

He hadn't anticipated such a fortuitous windfall in this place.    

He possessed the Thunderbolt God's Body.    

Yet, despite its grand title, the divine body was significantly flawed.    

Its current efficacy paled in comparison to the complete and special constitution of Lin Shiyun's Spirit Body.    

Aside from its beneficial role during his previous lightning tribulation,    

it had offered little advantage thereafter.    

Lin Xuan had not dwelled on this.    

His visit to the Thunder Yang Pavilion today was to reclaim it and to plunder the wealth it had amassed.    

The lightning mountain was merely a detour of convenience.    

Unexpectedly, his Thunderbolt God's Body proved useful once again.    

Upon Lin Xuan's arrival,    

a massive lightning serpent burst forth from the mountain, lunging at him.    

This was not Lin Xuan's handiwork.    

Rather, it was the mountain's energy, drawn by the allure of Lin Xuan's Thunderbolt God's Body, that reacted in such a manner.    

Now,    

Lin Xuan was engulfed by the surge of lightning energy erupting from the mountain.    

This energy was incredibly pure,    

yet equally violent and potent.    

Any other peak Emperor Level warrior would likely be torn asunder in an instant.    

Lin Xuan, with his Half-level Emperor physique and the power of the Thunderbolt Divine Body, was able to absorb it with ease.    

And still, the relentless torrent of thunderbolt energy continued to flood towards Lin Xuan.    

It seemed determined to persist until completely drained.    

Lin Xuan was acutely aware of this.    

As the pure thunderbolt energy coursed through his body, it was consumed and absorbed by the Thunderbolt Divine Body. The strength of his physique incrementally improved. Even the previously severely damaged Thunderbolt Divine Body began to repair itself, albeit at an excruciatingly slow pace. It was so gradual that, had Lin Xuan's physical strength not been exceptionally greater than his cultivation level, with his profound control over his own body, he might have missed it entirely.    

Nevertheless, Lin Xuan felt a deep sense of satisfaction. After all, he possessed a divine body. This fact alone elevated him beyond the current standards of the entire Tianyuan Continent. Lin Xuan even doubted whether anyone from the Ancient Times, an era of martial prosperity, could match this. He had never come across any mention of such a body in the ancient texts, records, or ruins he had studied.    

Even with just a minor degree of restoration, Lin Xuan believed he would experience a significant enhancement. This was the potential of the divine body, a treasure beyond compare on the Tianyuan Continent.    

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