I Am Overlord

g Shaoyun repeatedly roared as he ran.
He had never moved so fast in his life.
He rushed through the sea of lightning, arriving at the center of the pond.

When he arrived at the center, he found a clump of incredibly pure lightning liquid filled with thick life force.
Just by being near the lightning liquid, Xiang Shaoyun felt himself recover considerably.

He dove right into the clump of liquid and stopped moving.
He was so tired he couldn't even lift a finger.
He only wanted to lay down and forget about all the torture he had just gone through.

The top-quality lightning liquid was much better than regular lightning liquid.
Even Saints would rarely stumble upon something of such quality.
The lightning liquid in the pond could instantly heal even a Saint's injuries.

Xiang Shaoyun was still not a Saint, so he naturally didn't have any trouble recovering.
Soaked amid the top-quality lightning liquid, his badly battered body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It was rare to see a substance with such thick life force.

With renewed vigor, Xiang Shaoyun felt like he had just taken a walk through hell before reaching heaven, two completely contrasting sensations.
The peace did not last long.
Suddenly, a long purple silhouette charged toward him.
With a furious roar, it bit down at him.

Xiang Shaoyun immediately reacted.
He opened his eyes, and his soul clone charged the purple silhouette.

”Corporeal willpower? Break! ” Xiang Shaoyun roared as he blasted the silhouette with a boundless lightning strike.

He pushed his punch to its limits, and it erupted with a destructive profundity of lightning, attempting to destroy the purple silhouette.
However, the purple silhouette actually behaved like a living being and twisted its body to dodge the attack.
Its heavy body then swept toward Xiang Shaoyun.

Rumble! Rumble!

Two different energies collided and exploded, causing the lightning liquid to splatter in all directions and dissipate.
Anyone would feel terrible when witnessing such wastage. 

Xiang Shaoyun's soul clone sent out a boundlessly powerful punch only to end up beaten back instead of defeating the silhouette.

When he focused, he noticed that the silhouette was actually a purple lightning dragon formed of lightning origin energy.
It was also the manifestation of the first ancestor's willpower.
Only by defeating the dragon would one be able to cultivate peacefully at the center of the ancestral pond.

Xiang Shaoyun's soul clone unleashed all its strength and started battling the lightning dragon.
Borrowing the lightning origin energy in his surroundings, Xiang Shaoyun displayed a strength comparable to even a fourth-stage Saint.

Currently, his physical body was still far weaker than his soul.
In fact, the two were in two completely different realms.
Thus, it wasn't easy for him to fight those with cultivation levels higher than his soul clone.
He had to wait until his physical body caught up in terms of strength before he could further strengthen his soul clone. 

The purple lightning possessed a tiny bit of wisdom that mainly concerned matters of battle.
The lightning was nimble and unpredictable, possessing powerful combat strength.
It was at least a fifth-stage Saint and strong enough to deal with him.

However, Xiang Shaoyun had already battled the lightning dragon in his past life.
He knew its weakness well and was only waiting for the moment to defeat it with one strike. 

Right when the purple dragon wrapped its body around Xiang Shaoyun's clone, the clone turned incorporeal and phased through the dragon.
His clone attacked the dragon's head.