Start as a Temple Spirit

Chapter 388 Asking for a Hammer and Getting a Hammer 4

"Next is the home court of Phantom Thundercloud." As Liu Weizi finished speaking, six thunder apes jumped out from Phantom Thunder and launched taunting and chest-beating skills at Thundercloud.

He is really asking for lightning.

"Boom!" the hammer was given as requested, the thunder roared and struck down, the light illuminated the sky, and the power shook the earth.

"Roar!" The thunder ape roared and jumped up, and the scene of opening its sharp teeth and fangs to bite the lightning was staged again.

"Boom" for a moment the purple electric arc was dazzling, covering everything.

Above the tree canopy, Taoist Xuanzhen said to Shang Liangshan: "Thirty-six thunderbolts are the limit, which means that there is only one thunderbolt left. If we cannot make the Phantom Thundercloud transform, we have to think of other ways."

The old man saw that even if the Phantom Thundercloud swallowed the last bolt of thunder, it would probably be difficult to transform because the Phantom Thundercloud was quite large and it nurtured too many living creatures.

“It’s okay. I will let the phantom thundercloud swallow the thundercloud right away.” As Shang Liangshan finished speaking, the phantom thundercloud on the rock peak rose into the sky, expanded to the limit, and turned into a giant face with dim light. It opened its huge mouth and swallowed the thundercloud. The scene was so horrifying.

"This, this, this..." People looked at this scene in shock.

For those who have seen the phantom thundercloud devour the cloud of resentment, their dusty memories will be opened.

They almost forgot that the Phantom Thundercloud also had this terrifying devouring skill.

"Ghost Wolf Marquis should be very grateful now. He and the old Taoist priest made a rule that those above level six are not allowed to go into battle. Otherwise, no matter how many ghost beasts there are, they will not be enough for the Phantom Thundercloud to swallow." Taoist priest Xuanzhen said as he looked at the Phantom Thundercloud that was swallowing up the thundercloud like a huge mouth of the abyss.

This scene really shocked him.

In response, Shang Liangshan smiled back.

On the second floor of the Temple Guard Camp, Liu Yu pointed at the huge mouth of the abyss and asked tremblingly: "This, this, this... Is this the true form of the Phantom Thunder Cloud?"

"Brother Liu, don't make such a fuss. The phantom thundercloud itself has the ability to devour." When the old clan leader said this, he suddenly remembered something and said to Liu Weizi in a hurry: "Master Liu, go and put away the formation flags quickly, don't let them be destroyed."

"Yes, yes, yes. It can be used again after being taken back and repaired." Liu Weizi woke the dreamer with these words and rushed towards the rock peak.

However, Taoist Xuanzhen was faster than him and took back the formation flag before him.

"Which one...which one..." Weizi rubbed his hands and looked at Taoist Xuanzhen, seeming to be hesitant to speak.

"Look at you, you are such a loser." Taoist Xuanzhen scolded with a smile, and said, "I will give it to you after I repair and modify it."

"Thank you, elder. You are really caring and loving. Thank you, teacher..." Liu Weizi praised shamelessly.

Huanyou Leiyun couldn't bear it anymore and burped.

With a roar, the Phantom Thundercloud swallowed up the thundercloud completely and turned into a faint light. It returned to the Huawai Taoist Temple to refine the thundercloud energy for its own transformation.

The sky then became clear, and it was a rare sight to see the stars shining on the night of July 15th.

"Everyone go back and rest." Shang Liangshan's voice resounded in the ears of everyone in Forgotten Village, soothing their restless bodies and minds.

This made the old patriarch, who was just about to speak and get everyone excited, stunned. After a moment of pause, he understood what Shang Liangshan meant by asking everyone to take a rest.

You have to know that the gates of hell are wide open tonight. It's not good to have too much popularity. If you attract powerful ghosts, it will be a big trouble.

Plus, the Thunder Dragon is on patrol, showing off its might. If you run into him, what are you looking at? What am I looking at you for?

If both sides get angry and fight, it might lead to a war.

Of course, this is just the old patriarch’s own imagination. As for the specific reason, I’m afraid only Shang Liangshan knows it.

At this time, Shang Liangshan, after bidding farewell to Taoist Master Xuanzhen, quickly entered the Huawai Taoist temple.

In the sky above the Huawai Taoist Temple, phantom thunderclouds were flashing with lightning and their size was shrinking.

This made Xiaocao, Xiaoli, Xiaola, Xiaolin and Xiaojin frown. They thought that their bodies would suddenly expand to show their power.

"Master." Xiaocao and others greeted.

Shang Liangshan raised his hand and looked at the shrinking phantom thundercloud.

"Master, how can the Phantom Thunder Cloud shrink its size?" Xiaocao asked out of confusion.

"What is concentrated is the essence." Shang Liangshan said slowly.

As if in response to his words, the phantom thundercloud rapidly shrank like a living thing until it was only ten feet in size.

Its shape became increasingly solid, as if it were a cloud that held countless secrets.

With a "puff" sound, the phantom thundercloud burned with a faint blue flame, like a faint moon, competing with the hazy full moon in the sky.

As the dark blue flames ignited, the phantom thunderclouds exuded a cold and mysterious aura, like the deepest stars in the night sky, both charming and dangerous.

This color is particularly eye-catching in the night sky.

The flames jumped on the surface of the phantom thundercloud, emitting a faint light that illuminated the surroundings, while also reflecting the vague shadows inside the thundercloud.

As the dark blue flames burned more and more vigorously, bursts of wailing sounds were heard from the phantom thunderclouds.

These sounds were shrill and miserable, like wails from the abyss.

Shang Liangshan and the others were startled by the sound and looked over.

Then I realized that the wailing sounds came from the resentful souls of the ghosts and monsters trapped in the phantom thunderclouds.

They used to roam the mountains and wilderness, but now only resentful souls are left, bound in this thundercloud, unable to escape and can only endure the refining of the dark blue flame.

Under the refinement of the flames, these residual souls made their final struggles and pleas. Their voices penetrated the illusory thunderclouds and spread throughout the entire Huawai Taoist temple.

It makes all living creatures who hear the wailing shudder.

"There are so many resentful souls." Xiaoli couldn't help but exclaimed as he looked at the resentful souls that were woven into a ball like black silk in the phantom thundercloud.

"If so many resentful souls grow into resentful spirits in the underworld, it would be so terrifying." Xiaocao said with relief in his tone.

"Yes." Shang Liangshan nodded in agreement. Such a scene even appeared in his mind: a horrifying scene of tens of thousands of hideous vengeful spirits, led by a strange spirit, wreaking havoc on the Ten Thousand Mountains.

What kind of picture is that?

Tens of thousands of ferocious vengeful spirits, like shadows in the dark night, gathered into an unstoppable torrent.

Their faces were distorted, their eyes were bloodshot, and they were filled with endless hatred and pain.

In front of this group of resentful spirits is an even more terrifying existence - the strange spirit.

It is different from ordinary vengeful spirits. It possesses extraordinary power and extraordinary intelligence.

Its figure was blurry, as if condensed from the thickest fog and the deepest darkness. Its eyes flashed an evil red light, like two burning blood beads.

The strange spirit waved its ethereal arms, commanding the army of resentful spirits to spread to every corner of the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Led by the strange spirit, the vengeful spirits are wantonly destroying all life.