Disc Continent.
Primordial chaos churned.
Silver lightning marked out a forbidden zone several miles across at its center, shutting out the surrounding primordial chaos and demonic qi like an uncrossable Thunder Pool.
Beyond the thunderbolts lay mountainous heaps of corpses and bones. Thunderfire lingered, and black light burned hot, offering a faint glimpse of the savage battles fought here.
The Man in Green Robes sat quietly in this ashen world, his eyes slightly closed and two swords on his back. A wondrous Thunder Sparrow perched on his shoulder. Surging heavenly punishment gathered and settled here, pressing the demons back and barring primordial chaos.
He was visualizing.
Cultivation of the [Tianpeng Northern Pole Dharma Body] revolved around visualization!
By contemplating the Northern Pole's great wrathful thunder aspect, he would mete out punishment on Heaven's behalf and judge all things.
In the silence, a thunderbolt suddenly rang out. He felt some barrier stir; all he lacked was an opportunity to achieve the initial mastery of this supreme thunderbolt dharma body.
Liu Xingfang softly exhaled a breath of thunderbolts. His handsome face was as grave as iron and stone as he rose, coldly watching the enormous demon bodies moving through primordial chaos.
He drew the golden Long Blade of divine thunder and casually slashed.
Some primordial, glorious power of yang thunder abruptly stirred: it destroyed the flawed, severed the maimed, and slew the failing, sending a dripping spray of black blood through primordial chaos.
The world outside fell quiet.
The Thunder Sparrow on Liu Xingfang's shoulder chirped softly, seemingly displeased that he had not called on it.
"These corpse puppets don't require your help yet."
He sighed softly, then fell silent and turned toward the object at the center of this domain.
A robe of law.
The robe was mysterious yellow in color,