Lan Jue shrugged helplessly. "Come on, stop blowing your own trumpet.
If you could use true Primordial Lightning, the alien planets would be nothing. You'd be able to crush them. "
Primordial Lightning: Created by the Dao of Heaven. Seventy-two layers of Primordial Lightning, capable of slaying immortals and gods.
It was divided into eight systems, namely the Wood Righteous Lightning, Fire Yang Lightning, Gui Water Yin Lightning, Geng Metal Tribulation Lightning, Wutu Infernal Lightning, Evil Extermination Divine Lightning, God-Slaying Demonic Lightning, and Life and Destruction Purple Lightning.
Each system was divided into nine layers.
Any one of them could dominate the Three Realms. If the Primordial Lightning was mastered, then not only could it not be countered by anything, it could also be countered by everything in the Three Realms.
So how could the Driver possibly possess true Primordial Lightning?
The so-called Thunder Tribulation in ancient times was, in fact, one of the Heavenly Thunder of Purple Clouds. The Nine Heavenly Thunder transformed into Thunder Tribulation.
Lan Jue guessed that her thunder essence must have come from one of these types of Primordial Lightning.
It seemed that the possibility of it being the Purple Thunder of Life and Death was higher.
But the Driver was shameless enough to claim the title of Primordial Lightning. Lan Jue didn't want to be left behind. She gave her own lightning an even more arrogant name.
Of the Five Thunders, it ranked higher than Primordial Lightning. Du Tian Lightning.
Created by Pangu, it was used to split the heavens and earth.
It was second only to the Five Thunders, primordial lightning that could destroy all.
Jue Di, on the other hand, encouraged the two brothers' shameless behavior.
That was the right direction to go in.
All things came from the same source. If Lan Jue's Thunder was cultivated to a high enough level, then perhaps it would reach that level.
Especially since Lan Jue had the thunder essence and absorbed its immortal qi.
His Primordial Lightning would evolve into true Primordial Lightning.
Using Solar Lightning as a base, it was possible that Lan Jue would be able to reach the same level as Du Tian Lightning.
Of course, unless Lan Jue broke through to Arcane Immortal, she wouldn't be able to control the power of Primordial Lightning.
Zeus -1 chose not to evade.
Instead, they continued to fly toward the alien planets.
Sure enough, it wasn't long before Zeus-1's radar began to pick up all sorts of alien life forms.
"A hundred and fifty-seven aliens in total. They're coming at us from three different directions." Su Xiaosu's voice was low.
"All sorts of long and short waves of mental energy have detected us.
Do you want to simulate evasion? "Lin Guo-guo asked.
Lan Jue: "No need.
They have come to give us gifts.
Paragons, isn't it time to get some exercise? "
The Wine Master, of course, couldn't go out to face the enemy. His teleportation abilities were reserved for escape.
The Chief Sovereign of Time, the Epochrion, and the Pauper rose to their feet. "Let's go.
Plus the racer.
Each of us will be responsible for one direction. "
Lan Jue gave him a thumbs up. "You've worked hard."
Zeus -1 slowed down and hovered in the night sky.
Two beams of light flashed, and two figures appeared in the sky.
The Epochrion floated in the air. She nodded to the Pauper and the Driver, then flew away.
Rays of strange white light bloomed from her body like ribbons, setting off her figure like a fairy flying in the sky.
The white light slowly coalesced behind her.
The Epochrion was gone. In its place was a dharma, a hundred meters tall, filled with a holy aura.
It was about a hundred meters tall.
She wore a long white dress, and at her back were coiled ribbons. Between the ribbons flashed lights and shadows, like a river of time.
The Facification looked exactly like the Epochrion. She was just there.
It was as if countless protogenia made the stars tremble.
The dharma of the primordial self!
Lan Jue recognized the dharma of the Ruler of Time.
It was the dharma that most Paragons chose after they cultivated.
Compared to the dharma of inheritance, the primordial self was weaker.
This was because all of the dharma's abilities had to be created on its own, and there was no way to find them.
Usually, however, the dharma was more compatible with the Paragon's body, and self-created abilities didn't need to be practiced or melded with.
Inheritance dharma, on the other hand, needed time to adapt and assimilate. Only then could it be superior to the dharma.
Off in the distance, more and more aliens began to appear. Leading the pack were a dozen swordfish.
They were the fastest.
Their psionic pulses locked onto Zeus -1.
However, they were quickly drawn to the pure white dharma that hovered in the sky.
The waves of protogenia weren't strong, but all creatures had instincts.
The aliens were no exception.
The dharma in front of them was filled with endless mysteries.
The swordfish slowed to a crawl. More aliens were approaching from the distance.
The Epochrion lifted her right hand and waved it in front of her.
An enormous clock appeared in front of her.
It shimmered with a pale golden light, and was surrounded by a rainbow of colors. Within it were countless images, strange and monstrous.
The Epochrion lifted her hand and pinched the hour hand between two fingers. Then something strange happened. The hour hand stopped. The second hand stopped.
The pendulum stopped.
Everything seemed to come to a standstill in that instant.
All the aliens felt as if they had been sucked into a world of black and white. Everything came to a standstill. No matter how strong they were, no matter what talents they had, it was all gone. They couldn't think, they couldn't feel.
From Zeus -1's vantage point, it looked like the Epochrion had simply pressed down on the hour hand. Then all the aliens were frozen in place …
The Pauper and the Driver moved at the same time. They spread out, each taking a different direction.
The Pauper's body grew in size. Golden light shimmered around him as he transformed into the Taming Dragon Arhat, a hundred meters tall. His upper body was bare, and his hands grew several times larger.
A dragon's roar echoed through the air as he thrust his palm forward.
Unable to fight back, the alien creatures were reduced to ash in midair.
He didn't use his Domain, he was purely attacking.
The Dragon-Subduing Palm's destructive power was on full display.
The Driver was in a similar situation.
Thunderclap's body was shrouded in the hazy purple light of Primordial Lightning. He swung his spear through the air, and wherever the lightning passed, the aliens were obliterated.
More than a hundred aliens were annihilated in a matter of minutes.
It was clear, however, that the Driver was starting to tire as the fight progressed.
His Primordial Lightning was protogenic, but he wasn't yet a Paragon. Using it continuously took a lot out of him.
"We're rich," Lan Jue said with a grin.
More than a hundred aliens, more than a hundred vital crystals.
Since they could fly and fight in space, they were bound to produce vital crystals.
"Boss, there's a thousand aliens heading this way, in three groups. One of them is over three thousand meters long." Su Xiaosu cried out.
Lan Jue's face tightened. Clearly the large number of aliens they'd killed had drawn their attention.
"Call them back. We need to go." Even if they had to fight, there was no need to fight the enemy's main force.
After all, their mission was to scout the area.
"There's no need." Jueti's quiet voice interrupted their conversation.
"Hum!" A low hum suddenly sounded in the universe.
The Driver, the Pauper, and the Clockmaker shuddered when they heard this.
Off in the distance, an enormous alien appeared.
Of all the aliens Lan Jue had ever seen, this was the largest he'd ever seen, aside from the home worlds.
He'd seen one like this one when the Northern Alliance's Seventh Fleet encountered the home worlds.
It looked a little like a chameleon, but much larger. The back of its head was bulging, and its back was covered in layers of dark purple scales.
It had sixteen eyes, each one glowing a different shade of purple.
There were seven wings on its back. Six of them seemed to be responsible for flight, and only one was above its tail, which seemed to be used to control the direction.
Each wing was covered in a dense array of tubes that glowed with a faint purple light. They looked like the nozzles of a ship.
The behemoth was surrounded by a host of aliens, but compared to it, they were like children.
The hum they'd just heard had come from the creature's roar.
"Demon Dragon Aliens!" Lan Jue said.
These creatures were rare, but they were extremely powerful. They had encountered one that was a thousand meters long, but they had immediately fled without a fight.
They'd given it the name Demon Dragon Aliens because of its appearance.
The Driver, Clockmaker, and Pauper had returned to Zeus -1.
The Driver's voice crackled through the communicator. "They're coming. What do we do?
Should we retreat?
That thing doesn't look easy to deal with.
The Clockmaker says it's at least a Paragon.
It looks like killing a few of them is like poking a hornet's nest! "
"Don't retreat for now. Protect yourselves.
Father is going to take action himself. "Lan Jue's words were like a shot in the arm to the Driver. He fell silent.
The Driver relayed Lan Jue's words to the two Paragons through the mecha's speakers.
The Clockmaker and Pauper exchanged a look. They could see the shock in each other's eyes.
Jueti was going to take action himself?
Jueti, the man who'd lived in seclusion for so many years, was going to take action.
What kind of scene would that be?
The aliens were getting closer and closer. There were at least ten times as many as before.
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