Just before the pitch-black lightning touched the center of his brow, a burst of light suddenly flared from his chest.
It was a kind of light beyond words—not gold, not white, but more like the first wisp of chaotic light at the dawn of primordial antiquity.
Within that radiance, a spinning black hole slowly took shape. At its center floated a divine sigil the size of a fist.
Taotie Divine Sigil.
The World Annihilation heavenly lightning was sucked into the sigil the instant it touched it, utterly unable to resist. Not even a ripple was stirred.
The next moment, Wei Shang Tian abruptly opened his eyes.
Heaven and earth changed color.
The sun and moon lost their light.
At that instant, all energy within a hundred thousand li erupted at once, as though summoned by something irresistible.
It turned into rivers of energy visible to the naked eye, surging in from every direction and pouring madly into his body.
Even the successive tribulation bolts in the sky seemed to have been frightened, retreating far away one after another.
But that was not the end.
It was only the beginning.
The lightning burned itself out, leaving the sky clear as freshly washed blue, cloudless for ten thousand li.
Yet beneath that clarity lay a suffocating dead silence, as though heaven and earth themselves were holding their breath, awaiting the descent of something.
Wei Shang Tian stood suspended in the air, electricity flowing around his body. His flesh was crystal-clear, its divine luster contained within.
Every inch of his skin gave off a faint divine radiance. Thunder rumbled in his bones, and when his blood flowed, it actually carried the resonant sound of the Great Dao.
This could no longer be called a mortal body. It was the embryonic form of a