Awakening of Insects—rumble!
Spring rain drizzled endlessly across heaven and earth, the air steeped in damp, heavy gloom.
Muffled thunder rumbled beneath the clouds of the Ninth Heaven, rolling through the sky like heavenly drums. Its waves swept over mountains and plains, awakening the insects and beasts that had lain dormant beneath the frozen earth all winter, and exploding the sealed, burgeoning vitality deep within the earth's veins.
The thunder of heaven and earth contained the essence of pure yang and wielded the authority of heavenly punishment. Fierce and domineering, it was the natural nemesis of all turbid yin and wicked evils.
Every streak of golden-purple lightning descended with vast heavenly might, carrying magnificent power capable of cleansing all filth and shattering evil delusions as it pierced straight between heaven and earth.
This magnificent thunderous might was heaven and earth's most direct proclamation: pure yang reigned supreme, evil could not endure, and all yin ghosts, sorcery, unorthodox paths, and heretical arts had nowhere to hide beneath the thunder.
It was another Awakening of Insects.
"It's finally here!"
Wang Xuan had calculated the day precisely. His yin spirit left his body, and with a single step, he passed through the palace's countless barriers and flew toward the heavens.
He had cultivated as a Ghost Immortal for three months, pushing the soul chapter of the Creation Heavenly Scripture to the very limit of the Ghost Immortal realm. His thoughts were pure and condensed, far surpassing cultivators of the same level.
Today, during the thunder of Awakening of Insects, when yang energy had just begun to stir, was the best time to trigger the first layer of the lightning tribulation.
The moment he entered the outskirts of the lightning tribulation, a spring thunderclap exploded overhead.
"What terrifying thunder!!"
The sound did not pierce