Chapter 1492: Celestial Thunder Trial

Chapter 1492: Chapter 1492: Celestial Thunder Trial

Indeed, the words the dean said earlier are not just to frighten them, but a true test of life and death.

He clearly feels that this Fallen Thunder matches his power almost equally and he must face it with all his might, or else be either killed or severely injured.

Clearly, it was too late to dodge. Tian Tie gritted his teeth and frantically mobilized all his spiritual power.

Fortunately, he was naturally a power-type warrior, excelling others in the refinement of his body, possessing an extremely strong resilience.

Although he was still at the middle stage of Nascent Soul, the speed at which he circulated his spiritual power was faster than others.

As his spiritual power exploded into motion, countless unruly blood-colored imprints appeared on his body.

These blood-colored imprints, akin to inscriptions, converged on Tian Tie’s body, and a protective shield adhered to his body was born, tightly enveloping him.

All members of the Blood Killing Guard outside the pool collectively held their breath, faces showing unmistakable tension.

Tian Tie’s process and outcome of handling the test are extremely important to them.

It directly concerns how they should proceed later to successfully pass, possibly even to save their lives.

Because like Tian Tie, they realized a brutal fact, Yang Yan was not joking earlier; it’s really possible someone could die!

Yang Yan looked at Tian Tie in the pool, and couldn’t help but curl his lips into a cold smile.

If things these days had been so easy to handle, it wouldn’t be called a test.

Although this test is exceptionally brutal, it is indeed necessary.

Of course, Yang Yan was prepared; while severe injuries might occur, it was unlikely that anyone would actually die from it.

Bang!

Celestial Thunder flashed by, the sky returned to clarity, but the ground bore a burnt-black corpse.

His entire body had been scorched, wisps of white smoke emanating from it.

Yang Yan sighed heavily, and told everyone, "Take him away and give him a proper burial later! Also, send thirty thousand taels to his family."

This time, the Blood Killing Guard warriors, who had been somewhat hopeful, all underwent a dramatic change in expression.

This is the real deal!

"Does anyone else want to try? The result is visible to everyone. I hope you all cherish your lives." Yang Yan calmly asked.

It’s precisely this effect he desired.

Not only do they need physical tempering, but also cultivating a mental state of facing death fearlessly.

Since Elder Xue entrusted these guys to him, Yang Yan certainly wants to produce satisfactory results.

At this moment, Ao Bo, who was watching from the side, involuntarily shivered and muttered, "Pervert, pervert... That was a living life, and it’s just gone like that..."

Upon hearing Ao Bo’s words, Vermilion Bird grabbed his ear with a mocking smile, "Oh, you dare curse your godfather? I’ll tell him, and you’ll get yours."

"Ah ah ah... It hurts, it hurts!" Ao Bo cried out in agony, "I wasn’t wrong, this is Celestial Thunder, capable of striking dead gods!"

"Even someone like me is afraid of it, yet he uses it to strike ordinary people, isn’t that the definition of perverted?!"

"Even if you bring him here now, I’ll say it to his face. This is too inhumane!"

"Celestial Thunder..."

Transformed into a little loli form, Vermilion Bird’s face showed surprise upon hearing this term.

She released Ao Bo and looked towards the Blood Killing Guards whose expressions finally showed a hint of hesitation, then telepathically communicated to Yang Yan:

"Moonlight, are you planning to kill them all? Though their skills aren’t great, each is a resolute hero who can somewhat help, why waste them like this?"

Yang Yan maintained a cold and stern expression without speaking.

After a moment of silence, a second person stepped forward.

This person was none other than that fisherman village boy, now serving as a squad leader.

Crack!

Another line of thunder struck, and the ground had one more charred corpse.

This time, even Vermilion Bird seemed not to understand Yang Yan.

What exactly was his intention?

Was he truly planning to wipe them all out as she suspected?

And what benefit would these trials bring to him?

Was it due to their poor skills that he intended to destroy them?

This is definitely not Yang Yan’s style!

In a short time, two more guys lost their lives under Celestial Thunder.

Yang Yan just shook his head and sighed.

But he had no intention of stopping.

Because this is extremely important to them; if they don’t pass this, there’s no way to advance further.

This Celestial Thunder Pool was constructed under his supervision, so he naturally knew the power of Celestial Thunder, something mortals cannot withstand.

Yet he also knew that there’s a one in ten million chance a mortal wouldn’t be struck dead by Celestial Thunder, and a trace of Celestial Thunder Power would be contained in that person’s body.

Yang Yan sought this one in ten million.

Because Yang Yan intended to pass on the Five-Thunder Godslaying Array, the most powerful array technique in the Military Technique, to the Blood Killing Guards.

And to operate this array, the most critical condition is that the person executing the array must possess Celestial Thunder Power!

And must use themselves as the formation core.

As the fourth charred corpse was carried away, Yang Yan’s gaze once more swept over the remaining Blood Killing Guards.

"I’ll try!"

A somewhat frail teenager stood out decisively.

Yang Yan remembered him, named Zhang Jia, and it was the first time he saw such determined eyes in him.

At this moment, Zhang Jia is facing the most crucial moment in his life.

He must fight; his talent isn’t high, one could even say he’s the least promising among the Blood Killing Guards.

Yet he refuses to resign to fate.

He took the Blood Evil Pill, although he knew it essentially blocked his path to cultivation, he preferred brilliance for a moment over a lifetime of mediocrity.

Now, fate once again placed an opportunity to become strong before him, and he would never give it up.

No matter if it’s a one in a thousand chance, he has to try!

"Ah!"

When the Celestial Thunder struck him, immense pain spread throughout his body, forcing a cry from him.

He could clearly feel his entire network of meridians collapsing, skin beginning to crack, but he was still unwilling to give up.

He wants to become stronger, to be stronger!

He absolutely cannot fall here, absolutely cannot fall here...

Uncertain how long passed, he felt the pain within him dissipate, his body undergoing reconstitution.

"What the hell!"

At this time, Ao Bo outside watched Zhang Jia in the pool, who did not fall but began emitting steam from his body, and couldn’t help but swear.

He stared intently at Zhang Jia, muttering to himself, "What’s happening... this guy seemed weak, practically cannon fodder, right?"

Yang Yan observed Zhang Jia’s transformation; his cold and staid face finally showed a trace of a smile.

It appeared, it finally appeared!

A one in ten million chance, he hadn’t expected it to appear after just a few trials.

Originally, he was determined to subject these seventy-six guys to a round of Celestial Thunder before making any conclusions.

As for those who had been turned into charred corpses by Celestial Thunder earlier, Yang Yan certainly wouldn’t let them just die like that; on the surface, they seemed completely burnt, but he ensured they retained a last breath.