C1 Rainbow Profound Bomb
C1 Rainbow Profound Bomb
The wind was silent. Occasionally, the sound of Soul Beast chirping could be heard in the quiet night, adding a touch of mystery to the quiet night.
It was such a tranquil night that seven-colored multicolored light suddenly appeared in the sky. The light enveloped the entire Black Mysterious Domain. It was as if there were rolling thunderclaps resounding in the sky. Even the most powerful people would be turned into ashes if they encountered such an imposing manner.
Everyone was alarmed. They felt as if the end of the world was about to arrive.
However, the rainbow radiance in the sky only appeared for an hour before it disappeared without a trace. The tranquil night returned to its former state of concentration. However, this type of tranquility was broken before long, because countless people rushed towards the place where the seven-colored multicolored light disappeared. Because this was the precursor to the birth of a treasure.
In a quiet residence, a white-robed elder appeared out of thin air. He looked to the south and muttered, "Rainbow light, could it be that the legendary rainbow profound lightning has descended? It looks like I need to go out and take a look."
It had been more than two months since that night when everyone in the Black Mysterious Region was shocked. In a small valley within a very luxurious sect, a young man was lying on the ground, looking up at the sky.
This young man's name was Meng Hao, an outer circle disciple of the Purple Sun Hall. Two months ago, Meng Hao was also lying on the grass, looking up at the starry sky. However, there was a dazzling lightning bolt that shot into his forehead, and into his body.
At that time, a message passed through his mind, "Seven Colored Profound Bomb, Samsara Holy Hall." Meng Hao did not know what this meant either. He only knew that there were two things in his body now, one of which was the seven colored Thunder Balls. The other was a mysterious palace.
Meng Hao was actually a useless person. He had the strength of the first level of the Profound realm. He had been a disciple for five years, but his strength was still stuck at the first level of the Profound realm. He couldn't condense the Martial Soul, so everyone thought he was a useless person.
However, when the lightning entered his body that day, his strength that had stopped for five years finally broke through, reaching the second level of the Profound realm.
"Sigh... What are all of you? Why did you come into my body for nothing?" Meng Hao smiled bitterly and muttered to himself. Just as Meng Hao muttered to himself, a message was sent over.
"The Seven-Colored Profound Bomb is the ancestor of all lightning. It commands all lightning in the world." Meng Hao finally knew what the Seven-Colored Thunder Ball in his body was. It was the most precious treasure in the world, the ancestor of all lightning. It was an extraordinary treasure.
At this moment, Meng Hao suddenly sat up because he felt that the Martial Soul that he had been wanting to cultivate had finally started to fluctuate. Then, he suddenly formed a seal with his hands, and all the spirit energy in the world poured into Meng Hao's body at this moment. Then, a tall shadow slowly took shape behind Meng Hao.
There seemed to be a faint lightning glow flickering on this shadow's body. This was the Martial Soul. Meng Hao looked at the Martial Soul behind him. He smiled and murmured, "It's actually an attribute Martial Soul, and it's an extremely rare and precious lightning Martial Soul." As he muttered to himself, Meng Hao became somewhat excited, because with the Martial Soul, he could continue cultivating.
Just as Meng Hao was feeling excited for himself, the Thunder Lightning Martial Soul behind him slowly dispersed. Then, another new Martial Soul appeared behind Meng Hao.
This Martial Soul was the shadow of a beast, like a giant bird. The giant bird had a beautiful pair of wings, and it looked very dazzling. Meng Hao called it the giant bird Martial Soul.
A hint of shock appeared in Meng Hao's eyes. Twin Martial Soul! It was one in ten thousand. Anyone who possessed the twin Martial Souls would definitely have extraordinary achievements in the future. Meng Hao could feel a force stronger than the Thunder Lightning Martial Soul coming from the giant bird Martial Soul. This meant that the giant bird Martial Soul was even stronger than the Thunder Lightning Martial Soul.
However, this wasn't the end. The moment the giant bird Martial Soul dissipated... This figure was black and white in color. "Stop!" An ancient Qi spread out. This Martial Soul was even more terrifying than the giant bird Martial Soul. Meng Hao gave it the name 'Double colored Martial Soul'.
"I can't believe I'm the Three Lives Martial Souls. This is something that has never happened in billions of years!" Meng Hao murmured. However, his expression immediately turned serious. This was because it was better not to reveal that he was the Three Lives Martial Souls before he became stronger. Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.
The moment the dual-colored Martial Soul disappeared, a wave of pure energy surged into Meng Hao's body, causing his strength to increase once again, reaching the third level of the Profound realm.
The night had already gradually dispersed, and a white light appeared in the horizon. It meant that the night had passed, and dawn was about to arrive. Meng Hao got up and looked at the small valley. He was a little sad. He was a little excited. This small valley had given him hope. One. The hope of becoming a peerless expert.
After that, Meng Hao walked towards the residence of the outer circle disciples of Purple Sun Hall. It was almost dawn, and if he didn't go back now, he would be discovered by them. There were too many secrets on him now, and he couldn't afford to be careless.
After returning to his residence, Meng Hao started cultivating. Now that he had cultivated the Martial Soul, his cultivation speed would increase significantly. While cultivating, there was a faint green lightning glow flickering on his body.
"Yo, isn't this our outer sect's trash, Meng Hao? Why did you have the time to come to this training field today?" Just as Meng Hao left his residence and came to the training field, a mocking voice sounded beside his ear.
Meng Hao raised his head and saw a young man in a grey robe. He knew this young man as well. He was one of the top outer sect disciples, and his name was Zhou Mo. His strength was at the third level of the Profound realm, and he usually ridiculed Meng Hao.
However, Meng Hao only raised his head to look at him, then he shifted his gaze away and walked towards the wooden stake not far away. Zhou Mo saw that Meng Hao didn't even care about him, so he instantly felt ashamed. He furiously said, "You trash, what are you so arrogant for? How dare you ignore me? After saying that, he clenched his fist and punched at Meng Hao's back with a green light.
He had used all his strength in this punch, it was obvious that he wanted to severely injure Meng Hao. Meng Hao felt the powerful attack coming from his back and became slightly angry. Speaking of which, there were still three more fires in the mud man. How could he not be angry when he was bullied one after another?
A cold light flashed across Meng Hao's eyes. Immediately, he turned around slightly. He clenched his right hand into a fist and punched at the incoming fist. The fist was covered with a faint lightning glow. The two fists collided with each other in a flash of lightning.
Bang! Bang!
A deep sound of impact rang in the ears of all the disciples. Then, all of them saw that Zhou Mo, who had attacked first, was forced to take a few steps back by Meng Hao. All the disciples revealed an expression of disbelief.
"How is this possible? How can a trash like you repel me? Go to hell! Zhou Mo's expression was ferocious and his face was filled with anger. Then, he clenched his fist and threw it at Meng Hao. This strike was much stronger than the previous one. Obviously, Zhou Mo had fallen into a frenzied state.
Thump! Thump!
However, just as Zhou Mo's fist was about to hit Meng Hao, it was also the time when Meng Hao wanted to counterattack. He waved his sleeve. Not only did he neutralize all of Zhou Mo's attack, but he also forced Zhou Mo to retreat dozens of steps.
This middle-aged man was the teacher of an outer circle disciple. His strength was already at the ninth level of the Profound realm, just a step away from breaking through to the Earthly Martial Stage.
"Instructor Ling, why are you here? I am just sparring with Junior Brother Meng Hao. I will leave now. Goodbye, Instructor Ling. "Zhou Mo saw that Instructor Ling had just said something, and then he turned around and left the training field. The disciples who were with him also left the training field one after another.
Instructor Ling turned around and looked at Meng Hao with a smile. "You're called Meng Hao, right? Judging from your strength, you should be at the third level of the Profound realm. Cultivate well. When you break through to the Fourth Sky of the Profound realm, choose a Soul Skill and a soul skill. Only warriors who cultivate the Soul Skill can maximize their own strength.
Meng Hao nodded and said with a smile, "I understand. Thank you for your help just now, Instructor Ling. Disciple Meng Hao will take his leave now."
After saying that, Meng Hao saw Instructor Ling nod and greet him with a smile before leaving. Instructor Ling looked at Meng Hao's back as he left and muttered to himself, "This little guy is not simple. We have to pay more attention to him in the future." Then, he moved and appeared not far away, leaving this place as well.
Meng Hao was going to come to the martial arts field to test his strength, but because of Zhou Mo's interference, Meng Hao was not in the mood to test his strength anymore, so he went straight back to his residence.
Meng Hao formed a seal with both hands, and then began to absorb the Spiritual Qi between heaven and earth to cultivate. He wanted to raise his strength to the fourth level of the Profound realm in the near future, so that he could choose a Soul Skill and Soul Chant. The Soul Technique was a method to increase the speed of cultivation, while the Soul Skill was a perfect display of his own strength.
In the Martial Soul Continent, the strong were like a forest of trees. The cultivation levels of the warriors were called the four Martial Realms, namely the Profound realm, Earthly Martial, Heaven realm and Saint Martial. These four realms were also divided into nine levels.
The master of the Purple Sun Hall was a Heavenly Martial Stage expert, but he didn't know the exact level of the Heaven realm. In the entire Black Mysterious Domain, no more than two hands could reach the Heavenly Martial Stage. From this, it could be seen how rare Heavenly Martial Stage warriors were.
Meng Hao had been cultivating for half a month just like this. Finally, he reached the bottleneck. In less than three days, he felt that the bottleneck had loosened up a little.
Therefore, Meng Hao began to condense his strength and began to break through the bottleneck again and again. Finally, he had done what he wanted. Today, a month later, Meng Hao's Qi suddenly increased, and he broke through to the fourth level of the Profound realm.
"Haha, I finally broke through to the fourth level of the Profound realm. Next, let everyone be shocked." Meng Hao got up and laughed loudly, his smile containing a strong sense of excitement.