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Lightning, thunder, torrential rain, howling winds.

Sandstorms, hail, tsunamis, lava.

Heavenly phenomena—countless kinds of heavenly phenomena.

With every gesture, the First Celestial God wielded boundless might, supreme power erupting from his fingertips.

Water, fire, wind, light, lightning.

Thunder, rain, wood, metal, space.

Every force had touched the ultimate, reaching a realm that no man, no god had ever entered.

They were powers terrifying beyond measure, and dazzling beyond measure.

As the First Celestial God unleashed them, brilliant colors bloomed within the shattered void, black as pitch and devoid of even a trace of light.

Beautiful, yet deadly.

These powers were incomparably mighty, yet impossibly harmonious.

Forces that gave rise to one another merged; forces that opposed one another complemented each other.

They swirled around Li Su, becoming one horrifying celestial phenomenon after another, bent on snuffing out all life and reducing everything to ruin.

If any one of these forces were to descend upon the real world, upon the mortal realm, a single one would likely be enough to tear the earth apart and scorch the sky black.

Powerful, peerless, perfect.

What the First Celestial God displayed was a horrifying power at the very pinnacle, without a single blind spot.

Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands descended without cease. Each contained energy as vast as the stars, drowning Li Su within and engulfing the enormous isolated void itself.

Even from outside, one could not help but be horrified.

For the vast sky, spanning a diameter of tens of thousands of miles, was twisting and swelling, as though something were about to burst forth.

Amid this convergence of dozens, even hundreds, of natural calamities, Li Su faced it calmly.

His flesh and blood shone. From within surged strand after strand, line after line of supreme scriptures, inscribed with the loftiest Great Dao