Chapter 4912 — The Search
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Just as he was probing ahead, another bolt of purple lightning came crashing down from above. Wei Zhao was ready this time—he flung out a lightning strike of his own, and what followed was a repeat of that earlier spectacle of frenzied convulsions.
To his surprise, this purple bolt was not much stronger than the last. With the previous experience under his belt, he actually weathered it smoothly—though he must have looked a sorry sight, he suffered no real serious injury.
"Could this be its limit?" Joy surged in Wei Zhao's heart. These repeated temperings by lightning had improved him considerably since he entered—not only had his lightning strikes grown more powerful, but even his flesh had grown more resistant to electricity.
In his present state, were he to walk out now, ordinary lightning tribulations would be nothing; even a fivefold tribulation he could likely endure without so much as a change in expression, and a tenfold one would at most wring a stifled grunt from him. After all, the weakest he had withstood these past few times was fiftyfold, and the last two had likely approached a hundredfold.
"It would seem so. The power of its purple lightning already rivals a Mountain-Opening expert; anything stronger is hardly possible," the ghostly thing agreed.
"Why is that? If it truly is lodged in one of those top-tier lightning-attribute spirit beasts, wouldn't it be unsurprising for it to surpass the Mountain-Opening stage?" Wei Zhao asked, puzzled.
Top-tier lightning-attribute spirit beasts like the thunder dragon and the lightning eagle were certainly not much inferior in strength to the top experts of other spirit beast clans—otherwise no one would ever have regarded lightning-attribute spirit beasts with any respect. That is to say, even if the mightiest among them fell short of the four top elders, at the very least they possessed Earth-Rending strength; anything less would make no sense.
"It isn't strange, but you must understand that even if a wraith's primordial spirit lodges in their corpses, it cannot bring out the full strength they had in life—there is bound to be some diminishment. Dropping a full major realm is entirely normal. An Earth-Rending spirit beast in its hands will usually only display Mountain-Opening strength, and it is very hard for it to be any stronger," the ghostly thing explained.
"So that's how it is. Senior, you should have said so earlier—you had me on tenterhooks all this while…" Wei Zhao finally breathed a sigh of relief. From earlier until now his nerves had been wound taut, and he had truly believed himself a hair's breadth from death this time. But after hearing the ghostly thing's words, he could at last put his heart back in its place.
"Heh heh, how could I guarantee something like that? Even if its strength is reduced by a major realm, what if that corpse was originally Sea-Splitting stage? Wouldn't you still be a dead man, boy?" the ghostly thing said with gloating laughter.
"But Sea-Splitting cultivators can already contend for a place among the four great elders of your spirit beast clan—where would so many Sea-Splitting ones come from? I've seen little, Senior, so don't you go fooling me!" Wei Zhao said, curling his lip.
"Sea-Splitting spirit beasts are indeed few, but who told you there are none among the lightning-attribute ones? They were once a formidable power in their day. Had the Spirit Beast King not burst upon the scene and visited upon them a fate much like that of the Ghost-Eye Eagle King, forcing most of them to cower on this Thunder Plains Island, they might well have counted among the four great elders," the ghostly thing said with a trace of lament.
"So in that case, the Spirit Beast King practically reshuffled the entire power structure of your spirit beast clan!" Wei Zhao sighed with genuine feeling.