The Western Sea Grand World.
In the shattered remnants of the divine realm.
Adolf Anlan lay atop a multicolored altar, sleeping peacefully.
Further away, the God of Light—having activated his divine-demon form, his body half-black and half-white—gripped the Demon-Slaying Spear tightly, his expression tinged with uncertainty. "Heavenly Sovereign, are you certain this plan will truly capture and refine that Outer Realm Demon?"
The Heavenly Dao of the Western Sea responded with conviction, "Child, I am here—and not alone. When the Eye of Retribution from the Upper Realm departed, it left behind a bolt of divine thunder. As long as we lure that Outer Realm Demon to the designated location, he will have no chance of escape!"
Hearing this, the God of Light's restless heart settled slightly. His grip on the spear loosened, and he exhaled deeply. "Good... I trust your judgment, Heavenly Sovereign. Once we capture that demon, I will plunge the Demon-Slaying Spear deep into his body and drain his blood. Then, I’ll sever his head and fashion it into a goblet. I—"
Mid-sentence, the God of Light suddenly shuddered, his golden pupils trembling as he turned his panicked gaze toward the multicolored altar.
At that moment.
Above the slumbering Adolf Anlan, a swirling vortex of multicolored space was rapidly forming!
"H-Heavenly Sovereign... this... this isn’t right! Why has he arrived so suddenly? Didn’t you say he wouldn’t appear unless Anlan’s life was in danger?!"
The God of Light’s voice quivered.
But the Heavenly Dao of the Western Sea had no time to answer. It immediately activated the altar beneath Anlan, amplifying all traces of energy above it to their maximum!
Though the timing was rushed—before the world’s vitality peaked and the Heavenly Dao’s power reached its zenith—this demon-slaying plan had been rehearsed countless times. Even if variables forced an early arrival, the final outcome would remain unchanged!
BOOM!!!
Beyond the boundaries of the Western Sea, a slumbering multicolored Chaos Thunder Dragon instantly awakened!
The result? Before Chen Yi’s immortal avatar could even step out of the teleportation portal, he sensed that familiar presence.
"Hah, so this is why you dared challenge me again—you’ve got the courage of a Transcendent Tribulation!"
"But what a pity... you’re still too hasty!"
Chen Yi smirked coldly, crushing two radiant pearls in his grasp. Instantly, two new one-star immortal avatars emerged, merging and ascending in a blaze of power!
The next moment.
HUM!
A two-star immortal avatar materialized, then shot out of the teleportation portal like an unstoppable meteor—swift and ruthless—colliding head-on with the Chaos Thunder Dragon!
CRACKLE—!!!
No cataclysmic shockwaves erupted. Instead, the two-star immortal avatar wrapped around the thunder dragon and began devouring its energy voraciously!
Hadn’t it been said before? Chen Yi, the Sovereign of Tribulation, was a master of refining thunder!
What of the Transcendent Tribulation?
If it was thunder, it bowed to his will!
Especially now, with his immortal avatar’s spiritual energy cycling self-sufficiently—even the keenest senses of the tribulation’s main body couldn’t detect a trace!
As long as it didn’t intervene, Chen Yi could feast without restraint!
Soon, the tens-of-thousands-of-feet-long Chaos Thunder Dragon began shrinking rapidly.
This horrifying spectacle sent the Heavenly Dao of the Western Sea into system failure.
This was far beyond its calculations—an outcome utterly incomprehensible!
Were it not for the robust foundational laws of the False Immortal Realm barely containing the weight of Chen Yi’s two-star immortal avatar, the Heavenly Dao wouldn’t just be frozen—it would’ve collapsed instantly!
Meanwhile, the God of Light was terrified beyond words.
Wait, wasn’t this Outer Realm Demon forced to flee in disgrace last time, too afraid to face the Chaos Divine Thunder?
How had he become so monstrous in just a few days?!
Not only did he ignore the thunder’s terrifying power, but he was now gnawing on the main body of the Chaos Divine Thunder itself...
By the Heavenly Sovereign, are we really just fighting some ordinary Outer Realm Demon here?
We’re doomed!!!
The God of Light wanted to flee, but an overwhelming force pinned him in place, leaving him no choice but to weep silently for his impending doom.
......
Refining the Chaos Thunder Dragon took far longer than Chen Yi had anticipated.
A full two and a half hours just to purge its destructive essence!
But it made sense. His two-star immortal avatar had limited power, struggling to fully suppress the Chaos Divine Thunder. It had resisted fiercely before finally succumbing.
Yet, the fiercer its resistance, the richer its pure thunder energy—and the more excited Chen Yi became!
After all, he’d been stuck refining Violet Heaven Divine Thunder for ages. He was sick of it!
Now, with the Chaos Divine Thunder—a hundred times more potent—he could only imagine how delectably rich its purified essence would be!
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