Amid rumbling thunder, the fifth bolt of heavenly tribulation passed.
Tens of thousands of the Thunder Division gods manifested by the tribulation shattered beneath the dusky sword light. Their commander, the Pagoda-Bearing Divine General, was blasted deep into the stars by a single strike, his body covered in sword wounds.
Terrifying strands of Law Annihilation Sword Qi burrowed into his skin and flesh, wearing away his spiritual essence, bent on erasing him from the world entirely.
"Still too weak... fellow Daoist."
"That isn't enough."
Jiang Ding rested a hand on his sword hilt and walked toward the Thunder Division gods, step by step. "Gods are nothing but servants—that's prejudice," he said coldly.
"But why are you so weak?"
"If you're this weak, shouldn't that prejudice fall upon you?"
A terrifying killing intent spread.
Blasted deep into the stars by that single strike, the Pagoda-Bearing Divine General had lost his helmet. Beneath it was the head of a pitch-black demonic snake, its forked tongue flicking incessantly.
He glared venomously at the azure-clad youth approaching him. His appearance had lost much of its majesty and gained a savage, bloodthirsty edge.
Yet resentment gnawed at him.
The human race was too strong.
Even at the same cultivation level—or with an entire major realm between them—he could do nothing against their Dao Child.
Rumble!
Above, the thunderclouds of the tribulation churned. Countless flashes of lightning flickered, and under a dreadful pressure, the sixth bolt fell.
Jiang Ding slowed his steps.
But that heavy, oppressive bolt did not strike him. It struck the Pagoda-Bearing Divine General's forehead, instantly pouring even more terrifying thunder power into him. His wounds healed, and his aura climbed higher and higher, nearly surpassing the peak of the Heavenly Being realm.
A ring of azure lightning spread in every direction, causing