The First Time I Led an Army into Battle Alone, I Ran Into a Tough Opponent Like Bai Yuchan (Continued)

"Besides, you came from the Deification Society.

You followed them for so long, yet never managed to secure an official position in the Thunder Department."

Lei Zhenzi's heart suddenly clenched.

Those words struck directly at his deepest, most hidden pain.

Lin Chen looked at him and said solemnly, word by word:

"What the Deification Society cannot give you—

I will!"

Those three words sent a tremor through Lei Zhenzi's very soul.

He had come to Tiantai Mountain precisely to seek the Divine Firmament Thunder Method, to make up for the flaw of possessing nothing but his bloodline, without any orthodox inheritance.

But Tongbai Palace had fallen. Thunder Patriarch Bai Yuchan's body had been claimed by an evil god, and even the commander of the Thunder Department had suffered parasitization.

After all they had gone through, he had long since stopped daring to rely on any inheritance of thunder arts.

Yet now, from the cracks between one dead end after another, his lord had forcibly carved out a path to survival.

And personally placed this orthodox thunder art before him.

The Dao art he had dreamed of day and night was within arm's reach.

Lei Zhenzi stood frozen where he was. For a moment, he could not tell reality from illusion; he only felt as though he were dreaming.

Sima Chengzhen watched his foolish daze from the side, shook his head, and laughed.

"Foolish child!"

With a light sweep of his broad sleeve, a clear, gentle breath washed over Lei Zhenzi's face.

Only then did Lei Zhenzi snap awake as if from a dream.

He hesitated no longer. He dropped heavily to one knee, his golden wings hanging to the ground, his voice thick with uncontrollable emotion and solemnity.

"Lei Zhenzi thanks my lord for granting the method and dividing the