Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

The most common type of thunder is the thunder from the sky during a rainstorm. It gathers into a ball and suddenly strikes, which can scare away the souls of ghosts and monsters in the mortal world. If it falls on people, animals, stones or trees, their lives will be cut off and all their sins will be wiped out.

Or perhaps it was the thunder of heavenly calamity, which struck down, destroying life and annihilating the soul.

No matter how powerful a cultivator is, he is equally insignificant in front of a thunder tribulation. If he is not careful, he will end up with his soul torn apart and his body and soul destroyed.

Jiang Han had a vague understanding in his heart.

This thunderous atmosphere was born purely for destruction. It punishes on behalf of Heaven, brings down divine thunder on the world, and brings the might of Heaven to destroy evil.

The darkness before his eyes gradually disappeared, and purple light appeared before his eyes again. His consciousness returned to the lake of his heart.

A ten-foot-wide mark of lightning was deeply engraved into the bottom of the Heart Lake, emitting bursts of purple electric light through the black lake water.

A pressure similar to that of the heaven was faintly visible above it. Although it was only a trace, it was enough to make this thunder a unique existence in the world.

He regained consciousness, and when he opened his eyes, he was back in the Immortal Pond again.

Although he was awake at this time, there was still some confusion in his eyes.

In his eyes, the whole world seemed different from before.

He could see a strange energy existing in every corner.

"Is this the power of heaven and earth that Master mentioned?"

A flash of enlightenment arose in his mind. He raised his hand and pointed at a rock in front of him, muttering:

"thunder."

Almost as soon as he thought of it, the omnipresent energy suddenly surged violently.

In an instant, a bolt of lightning came from the void and struck the rock with a crack.

"Crack-!"

The rocks were blown into countless pieces, each with a hint of lightning. They gradually turned into ashes as they flew away, and disappeared without a trace, leaving only a three-meter-sized hole in its place.

It was not until then that Jiang Han finally came to his senses. He looked at his fingertips in surprise, and a hint of joy gradually rose in his heart.

The bolt of lightning just now was just a casual strike from him, and it did not consume a single bit of his spiritual power. What it consumed was the strange energy that was everywhere in the world, that is, the power of heaven and earth.

The power of that thunder was at least ten times stronger than the thunder he created with his spiritual power. If he could fuse his spiritual power with that kind of power, how powerful would the thunder be?

He did it as soon as he thought of it. The spiritual power in his body surged and turned into countless thunders that gathered in his palm, gradually condensing into a thunder spear with flashing purple light.

At the same time, invisible energies from heaven and earth gathered from all directions and quickly merged into the spear.

As this energy poured in, the thunder on the spear suddenly became active, and countless tiny electric snakes were born. As if they had spirits, they kept jumping on the surface of the spear, making crackling sounds.

This thunder spear seemed to have more spirituality at this moment, and the lightning became more dazzling, just like the real thunder from the nine heavens. Not only was the aura of destruction stronger, but there was also a hint of extremely faint divine power.

Jiang Han could feel that the power of this thunder spear was at least a hundred times stronger than what he could condense with just spiritual power!

But whether it is true or not, he still needs to give it a try.

He held a thunder spear in his hand and disappeared in an instant. When he reappeared, he was already outside the Immortal Path Pool and on the top of the Burial Emperor Mountain.

At the top of the mountain, there were three figures waiting there. When they saw Jiang Han coming out, they were about to step forward, but they saw Jiang Han quickly flying high into the sky.

Just as they were wondering, a dazzling flash of lightning crackled down from the sky, passing through the clouds, leaving a long electric tail, as if piercing through the sky and the earth, and struck an open space with a loud bang.

A huge pressure instantly emanated from the lightning, causing Bai Mujian, who had been relatively calm, to change his expression instantly.

"This is... the power of heaven?! How can he have the power of heaven?"

The rocks seemed to be non-existent in front of the Thunder Spear. The moment the spear touched the ground, it instantly sank into the ground and disappeared.

"boom--!"

A moment later, a deafening explosion erupted from the ground, as if the sky was falling and the earth was splitting apart, and the ground beneath his feet shook violently.

The trees on half of the mountaintop were rustling due to the shaking, and many trees were even knocked over.

There are many huge rocks around, rolling down the mountain with a rumbling sound, creating a doomsday scene of an impending landslide.

And where the thunder fell, countless pieces of rock were blown into the sky by the huge power.

But before they landed on the ground, they turned into ashes of various colors with crackling sounds and drifted to the foot of the mountain with the wind.

When the dust settled, a huge deep pit appeared at the center of the explosion.

The deep pit is more than two hundred feet in radius, and its depth is unknown. It is filled with countless purple lightnings. Just one look at it can make people feel an inexplicable fear in their hearts.

"The power of artistic conception is indeed terrifying. Simply integrating it into spiritual power can make the same moves a hundred times more powerful. A casual attack is close to the attack power of the Nascent Soul Stage!"

“This is just the power of ordinary thunder. If the power of the annihilation thunder is combined with the power of artistic conception, even a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage would not be able to withstand such power.

“No wonder those who have comprehended the realm of mind can easily defeat seven or eight people of the same level in battle.”

Jiang Han sighed:

"I have only just comprehended the artistic conception. Logically speaking, I should only be at the minor level of success."

"But the artistic conception of the Minor Success Realm can only initially mobilize the power of heaven and earth to enhance the power of magic."

"But now, I can mobilize the power of heaven and earth at will and launch such a powerful attack without feeling any effort. I think I must have accidentally entered the realm of great perfection."

"This Immortal Path Pool is truly terrifying. In just half a day, one can comprehend a state of mind out of thin air and elevate it to the Great Perfection realm."

"From now on, I can freely draw upon this boundless power of heaven and earth, and by devouring the state of mind, I can also gain endless spiritual power. This means that every attack I launch from now on will have this level of power."

Jiang Han was so excited that even his breathing seemed to become much smoother.

Now, he has possessed three kinds of artistic conception. The first one is the peerless sword intent brought by Jian Xin, which not only makes the sword light extremely fast, comparable to the speed of teleportation, but also has a power comparable to the early Nascent Soul stage. If there is no protective magic weapon comparable to the Nascent Soul stage, one will almost die if touched.

The second is the devouring state of mind, which can devour everything and turn it into spiritual energy. Now it should be only a small success realm. After it is fully released, it can devour all the spiritual energy within a radius of fifty meters, which can ensure that his spiritual energy is inexhaustible.

If the blood bead is completely swallowed, it should be possible to advance to great perfection, or even go one step further and transform it into the power of rules, which is very likely.

The third is the artistic conception of thunder that he had just comprehended. Although he had just comprehended it, it was already a state of great perfection. It even carried a trace of the power of thunder. With all his spiritual power in the early stage of Jindan, assisted by the artistic conception, when released, the power was comparable to the power of a casual attack in the Yuanying stage.