Peerless Taoist

"Divine Exterminating heavenly thunder!" Lu Yu frowned.    

Even after experiencing the pain of bone replacement, Lu Yu had never frowned, but now he felt an unprecedented pain.    

That kind of pain penetrated deep into his soul, and it far exceeded the pain of his physical body.    

The Heavenly Dao had its own spirit.    

It had already sensed the strength of Lu Yu's physical body, and was prepared to directly attack Lu Yu's soul.    

The Divine Extinguishing heavenly thunder was the scariest amongst all heavenly thunder.    

It was a soul that specialized in dealing with people. It would dig out the deepest corner of one's heart, and it would make one feel an unprecedented fear.    

Some people would go crazy after surviving the Heavenly Tribulation, losing their minds. This was the effect of the Divine Perishing heavenly thunder. Once their souls were destroyed, they would naturally lose their minds.    

"Hong!"    

Another strange bolt of lightning struck down from the void.    

The thunderbolt came too suddenly. There wasn't even a manifestation of the thunderbolt. With just the sound of the thunder, Lu Yu's body began to shake violently.    

He had already become a Martial Immortal. It was rare for him to make such a gesture.    

However, Lu Yu soon stopped trembling and slowly accepted the baptism of the lightning.    

In the ancient books, the tribulation of immortals was considered a narrow escape from death. It was like avoiding a tiger or looking at the lightning, causing one's expression to change.    

However, Lu Yu was different. He didn't avoid the heavenly thunder, but accepted it.    

"Boom! Bang!"    

A series of thunderclaps rang out as each bolt of lightning struck down on his soul.    

Although Lu Yu's soul was at the peak of Daolord's soul, it was not without flaws. The path of cultivation in the future generations was not complete. The soul that Lu Yu had in his previous life was originally an advantage, but now it had become a burden to him.    

Fortunately, with the help of the heavenly thunder, Lu Yu was like a piece of jade that had been hammered by the lightning. His soul gradually merged with his body.    

Thousands of lightning strikes. The scene in front of his eyes was filled with the terrifying scene of the past.    

It was the scene of him being beaten up on the streets as a beggar in his previous life.    

There were scenes of him breaking into the Nether Realm, being captured by evil spirits, and being sent into a pot to be stewed.    

There was a scene where he could only watch helplessly as Shen Linglong killed all of his old friends, yet he was powerless to do anything.    

These scenes were like a nightmare, continuously entangling Lu Yu, wishing to devour his soul.    

However, Lu Yu's will remained firm.    

His eyes were clear, unmoving.    

Lu Yu was struggling in the sea of lightning. This heavenly thunder was also an opportunity for him. It was something that could only be chanced upon by luck.    

If he passed it, he would become like a fish leaping over the dragon gate, and his soul and body would become completely compatible with each other, allowing him to truly grasp the body of a grand completion Martial Immortal.    

However, right at this moment, a strange change suddenly occurred!    

"Tap! Tap! Tap!"    

Within the silent palace, the sound of footsteps could be heard.    

At the end of the palace, a person walked over.    

He was covered in mud, and his body was covered in mud. Looking at the mountain, he looked rather pathetic.    

However, he kept smiling. Even though he was in a sorry state, he still let out strange laughter.    

"I've finally found you, Lu Yu." The man said with a smile.    

Lightning flashed, revealing that person's appearance. He was young and handsome, and was the sword cultivator "Lin Chen."    

Or rather, the Blood Fiend Marquis Lu Jiuxiao!    

"Mysterious Heaven Scroll, Yin Yang Scripture, an ancient inheritance... your luck is really not small. Unfortunately, they all belong to me."    

Lu Jiuxiao let out a strange laugh as he walked towards Lu Yu step by step with his sword in hand.    

"Lu Yu, I told you, there is only one person in this world who is the Son of Heaven's Mandate, and that person can only be me, Lu Jiuxiao!"