Chapter 1919: The Thunder Altar

the dantian of the Huangjia warrior came an unyielding counterattack, starting to backlash against Qin Sang, but Qin Sang remained steadfast, refusing to withdraw his palm, gritting his teeth in perse...“Let’s go.”

Qin Sang retracted his gaze and flew into the depths of the secret realm.

The layout of the secret realm is very simple, with an entrance being a vast jungle.

Within the dense forest, there is an abundance of demonic beast auras. They could very well be descendants of the spirit beasts once raised by the Lei Xiao Sect.

These demonic beasts are not very powerful, but they are a major obstacle for the disciples entering the secret realm.

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Through the dense forest, peaks rise.

There were heavy clouds and mist, giving the mountain range a mysterious air. Vaguely visible were the silhouettes of pavilions, platforms, and towers, all silent and deserted.

The clouds and mist are obviously the manifestation of the power of the formation.

These cloud mountains are the core of the secret realm, and they are also the focus of competition among forces like the Wuhui Gate.

After entering the secret realm, these disciples all rushed to this location.

In the forest, scenes of fighting are constantly being played out.

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Qin Sang didn't stop to watch the battle anymore. In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the edge of Yunshan. He sensed it slightly and confirmed that these Yunshan were carefully arranged, forming a spirit array with shadows of thunder law, but not any kind recorded in the Five Thunder Division seal.

In Qin Sang's view, this spirit formation was not sophisticated enough and might have been independently deduced by the Leixiao Sect.

The vast white mist could not obscure Qin Sang's eyes. He easily locked onto the most central location, his figure disappearing into it.

Only he was in the mountains.

Qin Sang fell on a mountain path, looking around left and right, then walked towards the summit.

"Hurry! There's definitely treasure up there!"

The vermilion bird chirped excitedly.

"What's the rush, nobody is going to snatch it from you."

Qin Sang secretly shook his head. This vermilion bird's vision was too high, there probably wasn't any treasure on the mountain that would catch its eye. It was purely bored from being restrained for so long and seeking amusement for itself.

He walked and looked around, his eyes frequently sweeping over the surrounding mountains. He found that the terrain here was rather peculiar, seeming to hold some mystery. He couldn't help but be secretly amazed.

There may be unexpected gains in this line.

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In a blink of an eye, Qin Sang arrived at the summit.

The summit was open and bare, with only a stone pavilion. Inside, there was a stone table and stone benches, and on the table lay some oddly shaped chess pieces, of an unknown game.

Besides that, there is nothing else.

Qin Sang walked through the stone pavilion and stood at the precipice. With a light tap of his foot, a burst of dark light emanated from beneath him, revealing a rainbow bridge that spanned the valley, connecting to a mountain peak in the rear.

The mountain peak, once ordinary and unremarkable, was now bathed in a radiant glow. As the rainbow shimmered and seven-colored crimson clouds danced among each other, a three-tiered jade pavilion appeared.

The Yuge Pavilion's flowing lights shimmer and dance, at a glance one can tell it is extraordinary.

This Jade Pavilion is cleverly hidden. Even a nascent soul cultivator would not easily detect it unless they knew the secret.

Qin Sang crossed the Rainbow Bridge and came to the Jade Pavilion. He found that the Jade Pavilion was well-preserved and showed no signs of damage.

With a wave of his hand, Qin Sang broke the seal and pushed open the door.

At first glance, there was a meditation cushion and an incense burner. The burner held no incense, seeming like the place where someone had been meditating.

Qin Sang glanced around, ascended to the second floor, and saw three rows of jade racks. On the jade racks were some glowing orbs. Inside the orbs were mostly jade slips, bamboo scrolls, and scriptures.

He quickly skimmed through the contents of these orbs. As expected, they contained various martial arts and spells, extremely diverse, but none related to thunder magic.

Qin Sang speculated that it should be the exercises of other sects collected by Lei Xiaozong over the years and placed here.

Besides the scrolls, there were some magical artifacts and materials of value. Zhuque's eyes gleamed, and she swept them all up.

Continuing to ascend to the third floor, Qin Sang finally found what he wanted, the true transmission of the Lei Xiao Sect!

Taking up the jade slip containing the fundamental law of Leixiao Sect, Qin Sang's heart trembled. Inside was a scroll titled "Six Waves Thunder Sutra".

This Lei Jing, while not included in the Five Thunder Temple's printed collection, is still documented.

For Lei Fa (Thunder Techniques), there's probably no force that studies it more thoroughly than the Daoist Lei Bu (Department of Thunder).

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Within Taoism, there are also disagreements about Lei Fa (thunderbolt magic). It is categorized in various ways. Liu Bo Lei belongs to one of the thirty-six types of Lei and is considered a type of water thunder. It is an important inheritance of the Water Department in Penglai City.

Punglai's Water Department and the Five Thunder Halls are equally famous, both belonging to the Jade Palace of Thunder.

Just this Lei Jing is enough to prove that the Leixiao Sect absolutely received the orthodox transmission of the Dao Ting Lei Bu!

Despite the fact that the *Six Dynasties* sutra is a fragmentary text.

The part from Qi Refinement to Nascent Soul is complete, but after the Divine Transformation stage it becomes incomplete. The latter half of the Jade Slips records a series of notes.

The ancestors of the Lei Xiaozong sect tried to deduce the Lei Jing, appending their own thoughts and speculations to it for later generations to refer to.

There are some other lightning-bolt spells, but none are as profound and mysterious as this *Six Waves of Thunder Sutra*.

The Lei Xiao Zong's legacy, besides the Lei Jing, is most importantly its various thunder talismans, all of which cannot be separated from the shadow of the Dao Ting Thunder Department.

Among these, there are only a few third-order thunder talismans, and they are all relatively simple types among the third-order thunder talismans.

Qin Sang was thus able to deduce that the level of inheritance received by Lei Xiaozong was not high.

However, they may not have gotten everything.

In the preface of *The Six Dharmas*, it is recorded how the ancestors of Leixiao Sect obtained this thunder scripture.

Qin Sang's divine consciousness detached from the jade slip and looked down, 'looking' towards the ground.

No wonder he had felt the surrounding mountains were peculiar before, Lei Jing must have originated from this mountain!

His divine consciousness pierced through the rocks and layers of formations, sensing a cave within the mountain. At the same time, he felt resistance and hesitated for a moment.

The grotto was sealed off by an enchantment, though it was carefully arranged by the Leixiao Sect. It wouldn't be difficult for Qin Sang to break it.

If what's inside the grotto is what Qin Sang suspects, it won't be a simple task to investigate.

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The restrictions of the stone grotto and the aura of the entire secret realm are intertwined. The secret realm is already very fragile, and even a slight movement could lead to its collapse; it can't withstand any disturbance.

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After some thought, Qin Sang did not directly break into the stone cave. He put all the scrolls back in their original places, only erasing the records about their origins.

Exiting the Yuge, Qin Sang tapped a few times in the void and asked Zhuque for a piece of freshly acquired Chifeng bronze. He kneaded it a few times, transforming it into a golden copper sheet, which he casually threw out.

Inside the secret realm.

Casualties are gradually increasing.

The young man Qin Sang had met earlier now wore a leather armor made of demon beast skin, replacing his former white robe.

The original owner of this armor was injured by the enemy, though they managed to escape. However, their injuries worsened during their flight, and they died on the run. Their body was hit by the one who now possesses it, essentially finding a lucky break.

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The carapace was more durable, offering better protection than his robe.

He killed his first opponent, gaining confidence. He was no longer afraid when he encountered enemies afterward.

Now, young boys carefully navigate the forest paths, eyes darting everywhere and ears perked for any sound. A yellow talisman rests in their palm; even if an enemy suddenly appears, they can respond with composure and skill.

Making sure all around was clear, the young monkey scurried up into the canopy and peered cautiously into the depths of the jungle.

All the treasures on the outside had been ransacked. He was going to head to the core of the secret realm.

The young man knew in his heart that without inside information, with his cultivation level, finding treasures within the secret realm would be like a fool's dream. That place was the stage for the elite disciples of major sects.

All the major sects allowed casual cultivators to enter, only to appease public opinion.

Some people enter the secret realm to hone their combat abilities, some to kill and steal treasures, accumulating capital, but he wasn't.

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Ahead, clouds swirl and obscure the view, with shadowy mountain peaks looming like menacing spirits.

The young man gritted his teeth secretly and moved forward resolutely.

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The further forward one goes, the more masters there are, and the more cautious the young man becomes.

Suddenly, a thunderous roar echoed from the front, shaking the trees and accompanied by shouts.

The young boy’s heart skipped a beat. He crouched in the grass, afraid to make a sound.

"Someone is dueling!"

Those who enter the secret realm are all descendants of the Lei Xiao Sect and are skilled in using thunder magic.

The momentum was so overwhelming, both sides were clearly masters, unable to subdue each other for a time.

“Wouldn't it be, both of us losing”

The young man touched the leather armor on his body, and couldn't help but have this thought. He shook his head immediately, shaking off this delusion, and carefully bypassed the battlefield.

Thus, after much winding and turning, the surrounding mist gradually grew thicker, and we finally neared the core of the secret realm.

The boy knew nothing of this place and could only choose a direction at random. After walking for a while, he was blocked by a mountain.

The surrounding mountains must have already been explored.

The boy thought to himself, "I'll go around this mountain and keep walking deeper in."

Clouds and mist obscure the sun and sky.

The formations here can still confuse perception, and if you are not careful, you might get permanently lost.

But the young man had no choice. He used pre-prepared magical marks to indicate direction, feeling pushed to his limit. He decisively stopped and looked at the mountain ahead.

To be able to walk safely to this point, luck is on your side. I hope that luck will continue.

He thought so, and followed the mountain path uphill. Halfway up the mountain, he encountered a barrier blocking his way.

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Fortunately, because the secret realm was on the verge of collapse, the restrictions were damaged. The young man also understood thunder magic. After some effort, he found a way out.

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Afterward, he encountered more restrictions one after another, but he couldn't find any treasures. The young man couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

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At last, he discovered a stone temple on the cliff. As he was trying to break open the temple door, a sudden gale blew up.

"Oh no!"

The young man was startled. He had been too hasty and likely overlooked something.

It was too late to regret now. Despite summoning all his youthful power, the boy couldn't withstand the raging wind and was blown off the cliff, helpless against its might.

'Bang!'

The boy landed hard on the ground, feeling pain all over his body.

Fortunately, the wind died down as well. He got up from the ground and found that he hadn't fallen to the bottom of the mountain, but landed on a large rock jutting out from the cliff face.

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The young man had a feeling of relief after a close call. He felt fortunate, thinking that this mountain was strange and eerie. He didn't dare to stay long, so he tried to use his skills to hurry down the mountain and go elsewhere.

Before leaving, a glimmer of gold suddenly caught his eye.

"Huh"

The boy looked around and beckoned with his hand. A copper plate flew out from a crack in the stone, “What is this”

He held the copper sheet in his hand, and was astonished, "The material is actually extremely precious red wind copper!"

Looking closer, the copper sheet was etched with fine lines, like a map, vaguely familiar.

A divine consciousness swept over and directly imprinted itself into my mind!

"This..."

The young boy's heart pounded in his chest, his face full of disbelief. "Could this be the terrain map of here!"

In the topographic map, one location stands out as particularly notable and unique. A route leading to it is marked, accompanied by a seemingly nonsensical chessboard setup.

The boy thought the game was extremely profound, but he couldn't understand its meaning. He estimated that he must get there to comprehend it.

His hands, clutching the copper plate, trembled. He suddenly raised his head, his face shifting through a range of expressions.

If the copper plate is fake, he might get lost here.

But if it's true, what a stroke of luck!

"Go Or not go"

Who would be willing to use the crimson copper to create a fake picture

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Finally, the young man made up his mind and leaped down the mountain, following the path in the picture. As he went deeper, he realized that the surrounding terrain matched the shape of the mountain map perfectly. The anxiety in his heart gradually subsided.

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In front of the Jade Pavilion.

"A little bit of courage, huh!"

Zhu Que yawned lazily.

"You lost," Qin Sang said.

"I didn't bet with you!" Zhuque cried out, jumping onto Xiao Wu's shoulder and burying herself in her.

The copper plate paves the way, smooth and unimpeded.

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The young man finally arrived at the mountain marked with a copper plate. He climbed to the summit and, in a stone pavilion, saw a chessboard and pieces.

He walked into the stone pavilion and observed carefully, but couldn't figure out anything unusual. After a moment of thought, he placed the chess pieces on the board according to the pattern on the copper plate.

As the pieces returned to their places, a rainbow shimmered and the Rainbow Bridge hung in mid-air.

The youth gazed blankly at the Jade Pavilion at the end, trying hard to calm his excited heart. Just as he was about to step onto the Rainbow Bridge, he found that the rainbow light was becoming increasingly bright, and violent fluctuations spread from the Jade Pavilion.

"What happened"

The boy was at a loss.

Rainbow light scattered, affecting the entire secret realm.

To prevent anyone from making any underhanded moves, the sect masters of Wuhui Gate and other sects all locked their divine senses onto the secret realm. Any slight movement would be detected.

At this moment, the sect masters sitting before the stone wall suddenly awoke, their faces changing drastically. They stared intently at the entrance of the secret realm, then all turned their gazes towards the depths of the mountains.

There were rainbows everywhere, and the sky changed!

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

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Each sect master hurriedly mounted their flying apparatuses and surged towards the radiance. From afar, they could see countless shadowy figures atop the mountain bathed in the glow.

The once familiar mountains inexplicably appeared with large patches of unfamiliar forests. It turned out that the so-called secret realm was actually a section of mountains sealed and hidden by an array formation.

The secret realm collapsed, mountains crumbled one after another, and the cultivators inside frantically fled outwards.

Each sect master rushed into the secret realm, ignoring the destroyed peaks, and headed straight for the source of the rainbow.

The boy didn't yet know what was happening. Several figures suddenly appeared before him, their eyes fixed on him and the copper piece in his hand.

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"Senior… Seniors, I…"

The young man, seeing the true faces of these people, was both frightened and shocked, his words tumbling out incoherently.

The Five-Phoenix Gate's master called the copper piece to his hand. With a sweep of his divine sense, his eyes flashed brightly as he stared directly into the youth's eyes, "Where did you obtain this"

This should be a new line.

The young man didn't dare to conceal anything, so he hurriedly told them about his experience.

The head of the Man Lei sect coughed lightly, "Would this young Taoist friend be willing to join my Man Lei sect"

The master of Jinding Mountain also eagerly anticipates the challenge.

"The head of the Wuhui Gate let out a cold snort, "At this time, you're still scheming against each other! Do you want to wait until Yuge is destroyed and all its treasures are lost"

Everyone looked at the Jade Pavilion, and sure enough, it was covered in cracks and about to be destroyed.

“If there are genuine teachings of the Leixiao Sect inside, let's study them together. Treasures and magical artifacts are secondary in comparison.”

The headmaster of the Wuhui Sect glanced at the young man, "This child's merit is not to be overlooked. Let's discuss it again after everyone arrives."

Everyone looked at each other, "Okay!"

Just as things were in utter chaos outside.

Qin Sang had already entered the stone cave and took advantage of the chaos to destroy the restrictions on the stone cave, and set up a spirit formation to completely seal off the stone cave.

Upon seeing the scene within the grotto, Qin Sang's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Sure enough, it's a thunder altar!"

Daoist altars, transmission of talismans, practices, and cultivation, all have a great impact.

There is actually a thunder department altar here, and it was definitely not built in recent times.

Could this have once been the site of a Daoist temple

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