Chapter 1494: The Evolution of Ao Bo and the Vermilion Bird

Chapter 1494: Chapter 1494: The Evolution of Ao Bo and the Vermilion Bird

"Ah! Godfather, y-y-you... what are you doing? I’m kinda scared..."

Ao Bo’s six senses were sharp; he suddenly realized Yang Yan’s unfriendly gaze was locked on him, and instantly shivered.

The next moment, he was directly grabbed by Yang Yan and hoisted up into midair.

That made him even more terrified.

"Godfather, what are you doing? I’m a glorious Azure Dragon descendant! If you punish me, you might get struck by heaven’s wrath..."

Yang Yan completely ignored Ao Bo’s words and carried him forward like a chick.

Yang Yan knew very well this move was definitely risky, but if it succeeded, the payoff would absolutely be worth it.

The more Yang Yan kept a straight face and stayed silent, the greener Ao Bo’s expression became.

Because he realized Yang Yan was taking him toward the Celestial Thunder Pool.

Even though he already knew all those charred corpses in the end would get reused and revived, he absolutely did not want to suffer the pain of a Thunder Tribulation himself.

You have to know that was real Celestial Thunder—landing on your body was even more terrifying than crossing a full tribulation.

Most importantly, he was worried that Jian Mingyin’s bootleg Withered Wood Rejuvenation Pills might not work on him.

"Godfather, Dad, I was wrong, I was wrong, okay! I shouldn’t have called you cold and Stone Hearted, don’t be so petty! Don’t do this, seriously don’t do this..."

"Get in there." Yang Yan couldn’t be bothered to waste words and directly tossed the still-struggling Ao Bo into the Celestial Thunder Pool.

Then Yang Yan clapped his hands, the corner of his mouth hooked up in a smile, and said toward a direction on the right, "Little Vermilion Bird, should I throw you in, or do you come yourself?"

The Vermilion Bird, who’d been planning to watch the show, froze for a second, then pulled a bitter-melon face.

But seeing the wicked smile on Yang Yan’s face, he drooped his head and muttered under his breath, "This guy is getting more and more evil, actually making people get zapped by thunder."

Still, he was clearly much better than that cowardly, life-loving Ao Bo. With a flash of his body, he jumped straight into the Celestial Thunder Pool.

Just as they entered the Celestial Thunder Pool, a bolt of Celestial Thunder came crashing down.

Although the Celestial Thunder’s might was immense, Yang Yan knew that for the Four Spirits, while the pain was inevitable, at least there was no danger to their lives.

"Aaahhh! I’m gonna die, I’m gonna die! Hurts the hell out of me! This young master can’t take it, I’m about to croak!" Ao Bo’s cheap voice rang out through the successive blasts of Celestial Thunder Power.

He ran around wildly, trying to dodge the thunder strikes, but he couldn’t avoid them at all.

The Vermilion Bird sat cross-legged in the Celestial Thunder Pool; every bolt of thunder that fell twisted her figure, revealing her true form.

But she didn’t make a sound, her fists clenched tight, eyes filled with determination as she silently endured the Celestial Thunder.

Seeing that although Ao Bo and the others looked miserable, they weren’t in actual danger, the heart Yang Yan had been holding finally completely relaxed.

He returned to Zhang Jia and the others, planning to pass on the core formula and training method for the "Five-Thunder Godslaying Array" to them.

As long as they had Celestial Thunder Power, the rest would be much easier.

Yang Yan poured out, line by line, all the Array secrets he’d comprehended, and Zhang Jia’s group listened carefully, afraid to miss even the tiniest detail.

Unknowingly, half an hour passed.

While Yang Yan and Zhang Jia were discussing the specific changes within the Array, suddenly an arrogant, overbearing voice exploded in Yang Yan’s ears like thunder out of a clear sky.

"Hahaha! This young master is back to full HP again!"

Yang Yan’s mind stirred; following the voice, he looked toward the Celestial Thunder Pool and saw above it a massive dragon shadow faintly looming.

The dragon shadow was domineering, as if ruling over the heavens.

And beside this dragon, a beautifully shaped, fiery red Vermilion Bird was soaring through the sky.

Their lights intertwined, and for a moment celestial music rang out.

At the same time, Dao patterns branded themselves into the space around them, their aura majestic.

Without wasting words, Yang Yan immediately circulated his Spiritual Power and flew toward the Celestial Thunder Pool.

Zhang Jia and the others hesitated for a moment, then still steeled themselves and followed.

When they got close, the dragon and phoenix phantoms vanished. What entered Yang Yan’s sight was a handsome sixteen or seventeen-year-old youth with an evil grin at his lips and a cute girl about the same age with twin ponytails.

Looking at the two in front of him, who looked oddly familiar, Yang Yan couldn’t help feeling a bit shocked.

He had considered that the two might awaken their power under the Celestial Thunder, but he had absolutely not expected them to level up straight to this state.

Although not fully mature yet, they both possessed peak Nascent Soul strength, and it was exceptionally solid!

He believed that as long as they had the right opportunity, they could break through again into the Divinity Transformation stage.

You have to know they already had the blessing of Ancient Divine Beast Beast Blood. Once their cultivation rose, the abilities they could wield would definitely not be something to underestimate.

"Hahaha! Besides this youn—besides your godson Ao Bo, who else could be this handsome?" The youth originally wanted to brag wildly, but seeing Yang Yan, he quickly changed his wording.

Still, his face was full of that insufferably arrogant look. "Godfather, you know, right now I feel like I’m invincible in all the world. That little White Tiger guy is dead meat this time!"

"Chirp chirp! If little White Tiger is dead meat, doesn’t that mean I’ll get dragged into it too?!"

Just as Ao Bo’s naturally cocky nature was showing in full, the Vermilion Bird’s voice suddenly rang out.

And the moment her voice sounded, a clear cry echoed from the sky.

A crimson figure flickered, and the Nine Netherworld Fire Bird landed right beside Ao Bo.

Ao Bo let out a loud "Ah!" and leapt up in fright, running behind Yang Yan.

He instinctively wanted to keep his distance from the Nine Netherworld Fire Bird, as if it were some terrifying demon.

Seeing Ao Bo like that, Yang Yan couldn’t help feeling amused.

Of course he knew exactly what this brat was afraid of.

"What’s wrong with you?" Yang Yan deliberately furrowed his brows and asked in a deep voice.

Sticking to Yang Yan’s shoulder, Ao Bo spoke from behind him in a muffled tone, "No idea, before I didn’t feel anything, but now that my strength’s grown, just seeing it gives me the chills for no reason."

Hearing Ao Bo’s words, Yang Yan looked at the Nine Netherworld Fire Bird in front of him with deep meaning.

In fact, just now when Ao Bo and the Vermilion Bird were being tempered by Celestial Thunder, the Nine Netherworld Fire Bird had quietly appeared.

So not only did Ao Bo and the Vermilion Bird successfully pass the hammering of Celestial Thunder, the Nine Netherworld Fire Bird did too.

And since it had originally been gestated in the Vast Sea, and had already undergone two rounds of Nirvana Reincarnation beforehand, its cultivation was far beyond Ao Bo’s.

Hum—

Yang Yan slightly frowned; he suddenly felt the little block Jian Mingyin had given him at his waist start to react.

He saw that brat Ao Bo, drooling all over, actually reach his hand toward Yang Yan’s waist and grab onto that small block.

"Hmph! You’ve grown bold, huh." Yang Yan snorted coldly, Spiritual Qi surging in his body as a tiny strand of lightning zapped Ao Bo’s unruly hand.

"Ah!" Ao Bo yanked his hand back, then chuckled awkwardly. "Heh heh! Godfather, don’t be so uptight, it just looked fun and I couldn’t help wanting to study it a bit. How would I dare take your stuff for myself?"