Thirty-seven years passed in the snap of a finger.
That day, in the desolate Gobi of the Barren Earth Domain near the Thunderflame Domain, a boundless procession stood amid thunderclouds and swordlight. A virile, savage, razor-sharp pressure spread between heaven and earth, carrying an aura terrifying enough to make Void Refining True Venerables choke and prostrate themselves.
On the ground, every living creature dropped to its knees without meaning to.
Mortals and beasts alike, cultivators of lineages and rogue cultivators, members of true orders, dao orders, and Immortal Orders—all bowed deeply, not daring the slightest disrespect, their hearts trembling.
Only a bold few dared raise their heads a fraction and steal a fleeting glance toward the procession's center, curious what world-shaking figure was there.
It was a thunder palace thousands of miles across, its roof piercing the sky!
"Roar!"
"Roar! Roar! Roar!"
Amid countless flashes of lightning and streams of Sword Qi, nine Void Refining heavenly dragons were bound in thunder chains that dug into their flesh, exposing white bone.
They roared in fury and defiance, yet the restriction-covered chains drove them onward, forcing them to drag the thunder palace into the distance.
"An Immortal Order's sword dao prodigy!"
"What a terrifying person..."
An early Void Refining cultivator from a true order happened to pass by. He did not even dare look up. He knelt and bowed again and again, trembling as he struggled not to betray anything unusual.
As a Void Refining True Venerable, he knew exactly where those nine heavenly dragons had come from.
Two thousand one hundred years earlier, Light-Thunder Heavenly Lord, the Thunder-Yang Heaven Sword Realm's peerless sword dao prodigy, had entered a lower domain of the near-immortal Heavenly Blood Dragon Court alone. He fought his way into the Thunder Dragon Clan's home on Red-Earth Mountain