Continuing the Music, Continuing the Dance

Above the sky, the tribulation clouds that had already turned chaotic churned violently. The destructive power contained within made the entire Primordial Era tremble! Heavenly Dao had truly gone berserk this time, adopting a desperate stance of "either you, a salted fish, die today, or I, Heavenly Dao, perish."

However, Xiao Kuang, standing directly beneath the tribulation clouds, merely dug at his ringing ears and gave the sky the middle finger.

"Again? Is there no end?" he pouted. Far from being scared, his eyes lit up, as if he had thought of another mischievous idea.

Instead of grabbing Wangshu to use as a shield again (Wangshu had already silently retreated ten zhang, Moonlight condensed into a cold, gleaming sword, her icy gaze locked onto him, clearly preparing to give him a "Taiyin beauty treatment" the next time he reached out), he actively removed most of his protective Heavenly Dao Authority, leaving only a thin layer.

Then, facing the descending Chaos Divine Lightning, powerful enough to reforge the elements, he spread his arms wide! An expression of extreme enjoyment spread across his face, as if he were welcoming not a destructive lightning tribulation, but... a warm sunbath!

"Come on! Hit harder! Haven't you eaten? This is perfect for adding some reverb to my electronic music!" Xiao Kuang even adjusted his stance, ensuring the lightning would cover his entire body evenly.

BOOM--!!!

The Chaos Divine Lightning struck him squarely!

Blinding lightning instantly engulfed him, and terrifying energy raged, vaporizing the surrounding disco lights and magical instruments! Even the floor of the Purple Heaven Palace was blasted with a large pit!

"Dao Ancestor!" Xi He and Chang Xi were terrified, their faces drained of color.

Wangshu's hand, gripping the sword, tightened. Although she wanted to kill this scoundrel, she hadn't expected him to actually withstand a lightning tribulation of this magnitude head-on.

However, as the lightning dissipated.

Xiao Kuang was still standing!

Electric arcs crackled all over him, his hair completely exploded into a Super Saiyan hairstyle, and his tattered clothes had become a sexy, hole-ridden outfit, revealing skin that was charred black from the electricity. A wisp of smoke curled from his mouth.

But he suddenly shook himself!

Crackle!

The charred outer layer fell off like a fragile eggshell, revealing new skin beneath, as fair as jade and faintly shimmering with a glaze-like treasure light! Even his physical cultivation realm, which had been stuck due to his lazy practice, had actually broken through a minor level under the baptism of this terrifying Chaos Lightning Tribulation!

"Hiccup~~" Xiao Kuang let out a burp, expelling a small string of electric arcs, and squinted comfortably. "So refreshing! This high-voltage electrotherapy works wonders! Much better than a massage chair! Heavenly Dao, give me a few more! And do my hair with an ionic perm, the flowing kind!"

The chaotic tribulation clouds in the sky suddenly paused, as if choked by this shameless request. The lightning flickered a few times, actually showing hesitation about whether to continue striking—this guy seemed to be getting more energetic the more it struck him?! And it even had a beauty treatment function?

Heavenly Dao (core code boiling): #%@&*! The target is not only unharmed... but is using the lightning tribulation to temper its body?! Logical error! Physics law error! Economic error (consuming massive energy to aid the enemy)! Applying to invoke the phantom of Pangu Axe for physical deletion! Application rejected (insufficient authority)... Initiating final humiliation protocol...

The chaotic tribulation clouds did not strike again but began to shrink and deform violently! Finally, in the sky, it transformed into a giant...

Middle finger made of lightning!

A colossal middle finger, reaching the heavens and earth, wreathed in lightning, containing the Heavenly Dao's endless rage and contempt, stood tall beyond the thirty-third heaven, aimed at the Purple Heaven Palace, aimed at Xiao Kuang!

All beings in the Primordial Era: "!!!"

All the powerful beings who saw this lightning middle finger had their Dao hearts collectively shattered again! Heavenly Dao... Heavenly Dao... it actually got so angry that it expressed its displeasure in this manner?! Is there any justice left in the Primordial Era! (It seems not)

Xiao Kuang looked up at the giant lightning middle finger, paused for a moment, then slapped his thigh and burst into laughter:

"Hahahaha! Oh my god! Little brother Heavenly Dao, not bad! This interaction has spirit! You've truly learned from me! Your middle finger's solidity is good, but the details aren't vivid enough, lacking a soulfully cheap vibe! Come, come, let me teach you, it should be like this..."

As he spoke, he also condensed Heavenly Dao Authority, conjuring a slightly smaller but much more lifelike, even mischievously hooking its fingertip, golden middle finger above the Purple Heaven Palace, engaging in a friendly "exchange" with the lightning middle finger in the sky.

One in the sky, one on the ground, two giant middle fingers faced each other across the void, shining brilliantly!

This epic scene was destined to be forever recorded in the annals of the Primordial Era (if the annals hadn't already exploded from anger).

"See?" Xiao Kuang proudly taught the completely petrified Wangshu, Xi He, Chang Xi, and a group of demonesses and maidservants behind him, "Expressing emotions must be precise and vivid! You should be like me, hearing thunder in silence, seeing true meaning between the middle fingers!"

The Moonlight Treasure Sword in Wangshu's hand clattered to the ground. She looked at the two middle fingers shining brilliantly in the sky, then at the young man in front of her, who was excitedly teaching the "True Principles of the Cheap Way." Her eternally frozen Dao heart... cracked, shattered into pieces that couldn't be put back together.

She began to seriously consider, what was the meaning of her transformation into Taiyin? Was it so that one day she could witness Heavenly Dao and its spokesperson communicating with middle fingers?

Heavenly Dao seemed to have been completely defeated by Xiao Kuang's "the student surpasses the master" cheapness.

The giant lightning middle finger flickered violently a few times, and finally... dissipated with a roar.

It didn't even bother to maintain the tribulation clouds.

The sky returned to clarity, as if nothing had happened.

Only a cold, exhausted, and even somewhat world-weary Heavenly Dao intent swept over Xiao Kuang:

[Heavenly Dao Transmission (Low Power Mode)]: ...You win... Purple Heaven Palace... repair fee... deducted from your salary... (faintly)... next Calamity... in advance... you wait... zzzz... (energy depleted, forced hibernation)...

Heavenly Dao chose a tactical retreat. It might need to slumber for several eons to repair its shattered worldview and core code.

"Tch, boring." Xiao Kuang pouted and dispersed his golden middle finger, still unsatisfied.

He looked at the chaotic Purple Heaven Palace hall, which looked as if it had been ravaged by primordial beasts, and the audience, who were still in a state of shock, and stroked his chin.

"Alright, alright, the interlude is over!" He clapped his hands, as if he had just shooed away a fly. "The performance continues! You there, Ao Qingxin, go to the storeroom and get another set of top-tier speakers! Lighting crew, take your positions! DJ! Where's the DJ? Turn the music up to maximum volume!"

"Today! No one leaves! We don't stop until we're wild! That's my order! Even if Heavenly Dao shows up, it won't matter!"

The demonic "Most Dazzling National Style" resounded through the sky again, albeit a bit intermittently (the speakers had just been struck by lightning).

Xiao Kuang grabbed Wangshu, who was still questioning life, and forcibly stuffed two glow sticks into her hands: "Judges must act like judges! Wave them! Score your disciples Xi He and Chang Xi's dance!"

He then looked at the trembling Dragons, Phoenixes, and Kirins: "Get moving, everyone! Anyone who stays down tonight will be served as a full beast feast!"

Under Xiao Kuang's tyranny, a "Primordial All-Star Song and Dance Gala," even more bizarre than the descent of the heavenly tribulation, was forcibly continued in the ruined Purple Heaven Palace, proceeding with demonic energy.

Wangshu held the glow sticks, looking expressionlessly as her two disciples danced their clumsy dance with shame and indignation, the deafening "You are the most beautiful cloud in my sky" echoing in her ears, and the two colossal middle fingers imprinted in her mind...

She, the Lord of Taiyin Star, an ancient sacred being from the beginning of creation, at this moment, deep within her Dao heart, a never-before-conceived thought quietly sprouted:

"...Perhaps, Pangu's act of cleaving the heavens back then was a mistake."