Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

Chapter 1433 774: The Appearance of Zhang Er, First Subjugation

Dark clouds covered the sky, plunging heaven and earth into silence.

The "Eye of Heavenly Punishment," occupying most of the heaven, appeared stiff and sluggish, as if it had lost its ability to think.

At this moment, above the rolling thunderclouds, two colossal figures were suspended; the most eye-catching was a massive azure eye, as large as a mountain. The eye emitted a hint of suspicion and hesitation, and the infinite thunder light surrounding it flickered violently.

In the void, quietly suspended twelve miles west of the large eye, was a bronze coffin.

Compared to the eye, the bronze coffin appeared quite small, only three meters wide and over eight meters long. Yet the outer wall of the coffin was engraved with dense ancient runes, which emitted strands of light that flowed endlessly.

At this moment, a voice of impatience emanated from within the bronze coffin: "Fenglong, can you handle it? If not, step aside and let Laozi take action!"

"Wu the Zombie, provocations are useless against me. I admit I underestimated that person earlier. This person's understanding of the Thunder Dao has reached an unfathomable level. Allowing them the title of 'Thunder God' is of no consequence. I still have a trump card yet to play; once I use it, that person will surely struggle to withstand it. However..."

"Haha, however what, isn't your trump card just summoning the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder! Although summoning it once will cost you a thousand years of Daoist cultivation, but... you, Fenglong, are a True Form Spirit Treasure, not a human. Does time have meaning for outcasts like you? A mere eight hundred years, just sleep it away!" The voice from the bronze coffin teased deliberately.

"You, an undead and unliving monster... will never understand the suffering of outcasts like us, nor will you... forget it, I won't argue with you."

The massive eye shifted slightly, its gaze extremely indifferent, devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

Fenglong was an outcast who achieved enlightenment, originally the top pinnacle True Form Spirit Treasure "Eye of Thunder Tribulation," worshiped for years within the Ten Thousand Treasures Heaven of the Taiyi Spirit Palace. It was later persuaded by the Grand Governor of Qintian Guard to emerge, thereafter serving as one of the Twelve Fiend Gods of Qintian.

It's worth mentioning that the Twelve Fiend Gods of Qintian are all outcast beings, each possessing formidable strength, nearly impossible to kill. The weakest among them is above the Returning to Void level.

"Hey, people are still waiting below for you to make a move. Fenglong, do it with power, don't lose face!"

The one lying in the bronze coffin was clearly a mischievous character, even at such a moment, still deliberately causing a commotion without any consciousness of being a fellow Fiend God.

"I have one more move, named 'All Tribulations Return Together!' Zombie, watch carefully." The colossal eye transmitted a voice devoid of emotional fluctuation.

The next instant, the massive eye suddenly erupted with blinding light a thousand times more dazzling than the sun, rolling clouds within ten thousand miles vibrated fiercely, and endless thunder power gathered from all directions.

Three breaths later, a gigantic thunderball with a diameter of ten thousand meters, stunningly brilliant, appeared above heaven, its surface showcasing nine colors: crimson, azure, red, yellow, and black, faintly emitting an immensely terrifying aura.

Suddenly, from deep within the vortex, appeared a "sun." Even thick clouds found it difficult to conceal its blinding light.

The sky turned exceedingly dark, yet within the depths of the clouds, countless rays of light began to seep through, dividing into nine colors. As they illuminated the earth below, the clusters of mountains and forests transformed into large patches of vibrant splendor.

Zhao Sheng stood with arms crossed, gazing up at the dark clouds, gradually sensing the rapidly growing Power of Destruction in the heavenly vault above.

At this moment, if the "sun" in the sky were to fall to the ground, it would likely obliterate a thousand-mile radius, leaving even Dragon Head Peak utterly vanished.

Zhao Sheng's thoughts raced, he suddenly let out a soft sigh, admitting he had been somewhat overconfident earlier.

It's not that he couldn't withstand this blow, but he wasn't confident that after taking this hit, Dragon Head Peak wouldn't be impacted in the slightest.

"Alas, it seems... I'll have to use that artifact." Zhao Sheng sighed inwardly, and with a flash of a thought, five-colored Thunder Lights suddenly burst forth from his brow, and deep within his eyes, a faint silver-white ring-shaped light appeared.

Crack, crack, crack...

As the void of heaven and earth fractured inch by inch, the endless thunder light suddenly destroyed the dark clouds, causing a gigantic thunder sun, with indescribable Power of Destruction, to fall swiftly from the horizon.

Its speed was unimaginably fast!

Before the thunder sun arrived, the space-time near Dragon Head Peak couldn't bear the unseen pressure, suddenly rending open countless large and small space rifts.

At the critical moment, a vast and formidable Divine Thought appeared out of thin air, enveloping a thousand-mile territory, simultaneously suppressing the surrounding space-time, forcibly smoothing countless space rifts, causing them to mend anew.

Simultaneously, the immense thunder sun was already within reach, Zhao Sheng's vision was mostly obscured by blinding Thunder Light, and underfoot, Dragon Head Peak teetered precariously under the endless aura of destruction.

Inside the grand hall, countless cultivators fell into desperate despair, tremblingly awaiting the arrival of death, including even the Divinity Transformation True Monarchs.

Yet in the next second, the grand hall remained intact, while the endless destructive aura from outside vanished into thin air.

Someone trembled as they opened their eyes, nervously scanned their body, then shouted joyously: "I'm still alive! Not dead, really not dead!"

At this moment, many had come to their senses, shouting and crying to vent the joy of escaping from death.

A few Divinity Transformation True Monarchs barely maintained their composure but also eagerly released their Divine Thought to investigate the situation outside the hall.

Unfortunately, they achieved nothing, only seeing the dark clouds dispersing and the majestic silhouette like a mountain.

A group of Divinity Transformation cultivators naturally couldn't grasp what had transpired in that flash of lightning.

At this moment, Zhao Sheng extended his right hand, his five fingers slowly closing, and within his palm lay a thumb-sized, crystal-clear eye.

The eye trembled, its gaze revealing utmost fear, as if terrified.

In reality, Fenglong was indeed terrified, solely because of that terrifying aura that flashed and disappeared.

Under absolute level suppression, Fenglong couldn't muster a hint of resistance, not to mention facing the same-attributed Immortal Artifact—the Five Thunder Ring!

Even if it summoned the All Tribulations Return Together, or called upon the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, it would merely become "food" for the Five Thunder Ring.

Seeing Zhao Sheng's fingers gradually closing, Fenglong, anxious and scared, hurriedly transmitted a strand of Divine Thought: "I... I am... Qintian... Fiend God. Release me... or you will... you will face great calamity!"

"It's easy to release you, but you interfered with today's ceremony. If you don't provide an explanation, don't blame me for refining you. You should know it's a simple task for me."

Fenglong was terrified, pondering silently: "Where on earth did this monster come from, capable of refining even Immortal Artifacts? I... I'm so unlucky!"

"Release me, and I am willing to compensate! I am the Eye of Thunder Tribulation and can reduce Thunder Tribulation Power. If you release me, I am willing to intervene once... no no, three times!" Seeing the other party's expression turn grim, Fenglong hurriedly changed his offer.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Sheng's expression softened, and his fingers gradually relaxed.

To be honest, the talk of refining was just meant to intimidate; he couldn't truly refine this artifact.

After all, the artifact's identity was extremely special, truly refining it would be tantamount to completely offending Qintian Guard and the Taiyi Spirit Palace behind it.

Zhao Sheng was not foolish, how could he make matters irrevocable.

"Haha, if I release you and you go back on your word... what then?" Zhao Sheng chuckled coldly and questioned.

Before his words fell, Zhao Sheng suddenly turned his head to look not far away.

Now, eight hundred meters away, a bronze coffin appeared out of thin air, the entire process silent as a specter.