Chapter 407: A Roar That Shakes the Mountains and Rivers!

The sky, which had been clear and cloudless, now twisted and warped, emitting thunderous explosions as countless streams of essence from heaven and earth converged.

On the open ground where Yang Tian stood, within tens of thousands of zhang, there was not a single figure; everyone had fled far away. Yang Tian's lightning tribulation was extremely terrifying—many knew this.

"If this guy breaks through to War King, I reckon even some ordinary War Emperors won't be able to match him!" Shangguan Hao licked his dry lips and couldn't help saying.

"Of course, just look whose brother he is." Qing Yuan raised his head and laughed heartily, feeling immensely pleased.

"This kid truly cannot be underestimated." Beside Qing Yuan, Qing Rufeng sighed, recalling the unyielding little fellow from before, who had now grown into a formidable expert.

"Indeed, he's a freak." Hei Sha also nodded in agreement, laughing heartily.

Behind them, the eyes of the two old women fell upon the undulating void, their hearts filled with shock. The lightning tribulation they had triggered was extremely powerful, submerging tens of thousands of zhang of the void.

"I hope Xiaotian can safely pass through the tribulation." Far outside the city, Yang Ba gazed at the fluctuations in the void, a trace of worry rising in his heart.

When he had undergone the Rebirth Tribulation, a stunningly talented woman had helped him, and it was only after a mutation in his bloodline that he had managed to survive the Chaos Tribulation. This showed just how formidable the War King's tribulation must be.

At that moment, the youth who had been the focus of everyone's attention suddenly moved, smiling at the crowd of onlookers.

The various experts were greatly alarmed, their hearts trembling, afraid he might act recklessly. They frantically retreated, distancing themselves from this bringer of calamity.

Yang Tian moved, chasing after those ahead with incredible speed. Everyone fled in panic, wailing and howling. Some of the younger generation wished they had more legs, the whole scene in utter chaos.

"He's heading out of the city! Dodge to the sides! Quick, quick!" Fatty scratched his bird's-nest hair and howled like a wolf.

As his words fell, the dense crowd ahead suddenly parted, creating a passage for the calamitous figure to leave.

"All disciples, listen! We must not let this little wretch escape!" Li Cheng hovered in the void, directing his disciples, a cold smile on his face, filled with great confidence.

The group of white-robed disciples moved, closely following the black-clad youth ahead, but not daring to get too close. Behind them, a dozen powerful figures guarded the void, having prepared a lethal strike.

Sensing the changes behind him, Yang Tian smiled. His speed increased, like a bolt of lightning, shooting straight toward the Li family's mountain gate.

Gradually, terrifying lightning surged from the void, flooding the sky like a sea—an astonishing sight—moving through the void with Yang Tian's steps.

As Yang Tian raced forward, the five-colored energy within him frantically burrowed into his body. His flesh swelled, and his mouth and nose emitted vigorous essence.

At this moment, the long river above Yang Tian's head expanded wildly, waves crashing with the roar of a tsunami. The aura radiating from him climbed at a terrifying speed.

"How is this possible? He's about to break through in cultivation!" An old man, watching Yang Tian's surging aura, trembled inwardly and exclaimed.

"Such speed! How can his aura be rising so fast?!" The crowd was greatly shocked, crying out in surprise.

Boom! Just as they were discussing, the long river above Yang Tian's head suddenly trembled, like a thunderclap, rumbling across the plains. The river had nearly reached five hundred zhang in size.

"How terrifying! Is he even human? And this is only the first level of War King!" People were astonished, staring at the blood-red, surging river above Yang Tian's head, exclaiming repeatedly.

Watching the still-expanding river above Yang Tian, Xiao Ji's face showed uncertainty as he murmured, "Is this guy cultivating two techniques?"

Inside Yang Tian, rumbling sounds echoed, the tones of the Great Dao resounding. His five viscera and six organs emitted ear-shattering divine sounds as the five-colored energy converged into them, accelerating the speed of creation.

Within his body, in one hundred and eight golden acupoints, seated deities devoured the five-colored energy, feeding it back into his flesh. Yang Tian's cultivation speed grew increasingly terrifying.

At this moment, Yang Tian's body glowed, divine light like a waterfall enveloping him. This was formidable essence, showing signs of leaking out.

The five-colored energy contained unimaginable essence. Although he exerted all his strength to activate the War Heaven Art, the rate of refinement was too slow, unable to keep pace.

"Damn it! The two techniques can't run simultaneously!" Yang Tian felt like biting someone. Inside him, rumbling explosions occasionally sounded, and the river above his head sometimes swelled, leaving him deeply conflicted.

Many had discerned the situation: Yang Tian possessed two great divine techniques—one for cultivating the body, the other for strengthening the flesh—both extremely terrifying.

"This kid isn't afraid of future trouble. Cultivating like this will inevitably cause problems sooner or later." The two old women of the Su family exchanged remarks. Although Yang Tian was formidable, having two techniques was indeed problematic.

Inside Yang Tian, the five-colored energy turned into wave after wave, sweeping through his entire body. His radiance grew increasingly dazzling, erupting with terrifying energy fluctuations.

"Look! He's broken through again!" A naive young man shouted, his face full of disbelief. The long river above Yang Tian's head swelled wildly, making everyone's hearts tremble.

Yang Tian's mouth and nose emitted essence of extreme purity. A terrifying fluctuation erupted from within his body, and the sea of lightning in the sky grew more and more fearsome, nearly descending.

"Where is he going now?!" After running for several hundred li, some could no longer hold on and shouted.

Behind, like a beast tide, a dense crowd surged madly. At the rear, one could see bodies trampled into bloody pulp—some unlucky souls had been crushed to death!

"How could I forget that!" At this moment, Yang Tian slapped his forehead. His foot suddenly stomped the ground, which boomed and cracked, forming terrifying fissures. The ancient trees beside him all snapped.

Yang Tian leaped into the air, instantly vaulting over a great mountain, leaving behind a group of stunned people who gazed at the figure piercing through clouds and mist, like a Golden-Winged Roc.

"What the hell! One stomp and he's faster than flying!" The crowd was astounded, shouting.

With each leap and bound, Yang Tian left the large group behind. Only a group of formidable figures followed closely, wanting to see where Yang Tian was headed.

"Elder, the place Yang Tian is going seems to be our clan's territory." At that moment, beside Li Cheng, an old man's face darkened as he couldn't help asking.

"What?!" Li Cheng, who had been filled with murderous intent, felt his heart suddenly jolt. His gaze swept around, and at the same time, his gloomy expression turned ugly.

"How is this possible? How would he know the location of the Li family's mountain gate?" Li Cheng hesitated for a moment, not believing it. Perhaps it was just a coincidence.

"Everyone, follow! We must not let him escape!" Having thought this through, Li Cheng shouted, determined to capture and kill Yang Tian.

"Roar!" Unable to bear the infusion of vast essence any longer, Yang Tian let out a long roar. The nearly descending thunderclouds trembled and surged violently, as if about to be scattered by Yang Tian's roar.

With one roar, heaven and earth shook, piercing metal and splitting stone, shaking the mountains and rivers! It made the heavens tremble, as if a minor divine king had appeared.