Ever since the Great Thousand War began,
Lei Zhentian and his comrades hadn’t had a single peaceful night’s sleep.
After all, having a holy domain with millions of devoted followers hanging on the leaderboard was something they simply couldn’t accept.
And then—
The worlds merged, abominations emerged, and one incident after another left them unsettled.
After struggling to survive until now, would a single unexpected variable in this war cripple their holy domain, or even erase them from the Great Thousand World entirely?
Then, the most unexpected twist arrived.
The rules of the Great Thousand War loosened—allowing old-timers like them to suppress their cultivation and enter the battlefield?!
This… this…!
This was practically the heavens themselves siding with them!
With a chorus of gratitude for the Heavenly Dao’s blessing,
Lei Zhentian, as the lord of the Nine Heavens Holy Domain, immediately led all elders and cultivators above the Supreme Realm into the fray.
A total of twenty thousand elites!! Plus, with powerhouses like them suppressing their cultivation to the peak of the Dominator Realm standing guard—
This Great Thousand War would undoubtedly crown the Nine Heavens Holy Domain as the ultimate victor!!
Originally,
they had planned to first rendezvous with Lei Wuji, the adopted son Lei Zhentian had taken in from a minor world.
But… who could’ve predicted—
The very first person they encountered upon entering was the one he wished to shatter limb by limb and toss into the Lightning Pool…
"Su Muwan!!!"
"You ruined ten thousand years of my Lightning Dao cultivation!! You deserve death!!"
BOOM!
When enemies meet, their eyes blaze with fury. Last time, the Heavenly Dao’s barrier had mistakenly suppressed the wrong target, causing all his investments to vanish.
No… to be precise, this was all Su Muwan’s fault, that venomous witch!!
Putting everything else aside, couldn’t she have just lost to the abominations?!
The battle erupted instantly.
Lightning surged in his palm, and a thick purple thunderbolt, wide as a barrel, tore through the black mist, hurtling straight toward Qin Luo and Su Muwan!
"Tch, so loud."
Su Muwan raised her hand impatiently, and frigid energy instantly condensed into a massive crystalline ice shield.
Lei Zhentian sneered at the sight.
Instead of fleeing at the sight of me, you dare raise a shield?
A backwater place will always be a backwater place.
You don’t understand the insurmountable gap between realms.
Even if I’ve suppressed myself to the peak of the Dominator Realm, I’m still at the peak!!
How could a novice like you, who just entered the Dominator Realm—Hm? Why has your aura reached mid-stage now?
Hah! Still useless!!
The next moment—
CRACK—!!
The thunderbolt struck the ice shield, shattering it into countless glittering shards—yet failed to even budge it an inch!
Lei Zhentian’s expression stiffened.
"What?!"
His pupils contracted—he hadn’t expected his killing strike to be blocked so effortlessly!
"Is that all?"
Su Muwan scoffed, flicking her finger lightly.
CRUNCH!
The ice shield shattered, transforming into countless razor-sharp icicles that shot back like a storm!
"Bu Hao!"
The elders of the Nine Heavens Holy Domain paled, hurriedly summoning their treasures to defend.
Yet, wherever the icicles passed, the void itself froze—even the lightning was encased in ice!
"ARGH—!"
One elder failed to dodge in time—an icicle pierced his arm, and the spreading frost turned half his body into an ice sculpture in an instant!
"Damn it! How is this witch so strong?!"
Lei Zhentian roared as he retreated, his heart filled with terror.
During the last Great Thousand War, Su Muwan had been formidable, but never with such terrifying frost power!
"Lord Domain Master! Watch out!"
An elder suddenly shouted.
Lei Zhentian snapped back to his senses—only to see a shadowy figure closing in like a ghost—
Qin Luo!
A faint smile played on his lips as his inky-black blade descended with deceptive ease.
"Lord Lei, don’t lose focus now."
SWISH!
The blade’s arc was silent, yet it made every hair on Lei Zhentian’s body stand on end!
"Lightning God’s Armor!"
He bellowed, his body erupting with thunder that formed a crackling suit of lightning armor.
But—
The expected clash of blade against armor never came.
Instead—
Qin Luo flicked his wrist, and the black blade vanished into thin air!
Then, he raised his palm!
Lei Zhentian’s pupils shrank repeatedly at the bewildering sequence.
What’s happening?
Did he retract his blade to switch weapons?
But no matter what weapon he pulls out, it shouldn’t be able to break my—
SMACK!!!
"Guh—!"
His thoughts were cut short.
The entire battlefield trembled.
"L-Lord Domain Master!!!"
Everyone stared in disbelief at the scene before them.
Because—
Qin Luo had simply, brutally, slapped Lei Zhentian across the face!!!
The latter’s head snapped to the side, his hand clutching his cheek.
His pupils quaked.
Wait… what just happened?
This stinging pain is…
"What…"
"I… got hit?"
By a mere Antiquity Realm ant?!
Most importantly—how did you bypass my Lightning Armor?!
"You!! You dare strike me?!"
Lei Zhentian whipped his head back, glaring at Qin Luo with murderous intensity—his composure utterly shattered. "I’ll make you—"
"Annoying."
SMACK!!
Before he could finish, another slap silenced him.
Qin Luo smirked coldly. "Who do you think you are, daring to insult my young mistress?"
He scoffed. "If you’d barged in here at the Eternal Realm, fine."
"But you actually suppressed your cultivation?"
"Are you all… truly out of your minds?"
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!!!!
A flurry of slaps followed, leaving Lei Zhentian dizzy and disoriented.
"GACK—!"
Blood sprayed from his mouth, yet his body remained rooted in place, unable to move.
His eyes were filled with utter disbelief.
Not at the fact that his armor had been bypassed—
But—
MOVE!!
Why won’t my body move?! Why am I just standing here letting him hit me?!
MOVE!! And most importantly—!!
He was losing his mind.
Why are you all just watching me get beaten?!
The elders and disciples of the Nine Heavens Holy Domain stood frozen, staring blankly at their lord’s predicament.
"Why… isn’t the Domain Master fighting back?"
"Yeah… Normally, he’d have gone berserk after the first slap."
"But… what’s going on? Even suppressed to the peak of the Dominator Realm, how is he getting thrashed by someone at the Antiquity Realm?"
"Unless…!"
A shocking realization dawned. "Is the Domain Master cultivating some secret technique?"
"Does he need to accumulate rage or a fury gauge to unleash his true power?"
Lei Zhentian was on the verge of passing out from rage.
He simply couldn’t move.
And these slaps—despite looking ordinary—somehow sent soul-rending pain through his entire being.
It was as if his very spirit was being whipped.
He wouldn’t die, but the torment was unbearable.
Qin Luo knew his slaps could only do so much—the real damage had to come from Su Muwan!
With that in mind, he turned to Su Muwan, who had been watching the spectacle from behind.
"Young Mistress! Now!"
"Hmph!"
Su Muwan had been waiting for this. With a cold snort, her frigid energy surged violently.
"Should’ve done this sooner!"
WHOOSH!
Countless ice spears materialized behind her, raining down upon the Nine Heavens Holy Domain’s forces.
And now—
The elders and disciples could no longer stand idly by.
With a furious roar, they summoned their magical artifacts to counter the onslaught of Su Muwan's frigid power.
However.
They had forgotten—or perhaps never truly understood—one crucial fact.
In this battlefield, where the highest cultivation level barely reached the peak of Dominator Realm...
Su Muwan!! Was invincible!!
BOOM!!
Amid the surging glacial energy, the ice spears devoured every incoming artifact in an instant!
SPLAT!!
"What?!"
Their lifebound artifacts shattered like brittle glass, and the elders coughed up blood in shock.
They were stunned.
This... this was no ordinary human!
But it wasn't over yet.
"Your opponents... are us!"
The 100,000 cultivators of the Netherfrost Divine Domain charged forth like an unstoppable tide.
Huo Feng, Li Mingyuan, Ouyang Xuan, and others led the charge, clashing head-on with the warriors of the Nine Heavens Holy Domain!
The battlefield erupted into chaos!
"KILL—!"
The war cries shook the heavens, spells and radiant energies intertwined, turning the entire battlefield into a scene of apocalyptic devastation!
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