Heavenly Might

Though somewhat moved, Jiang Changsheng still decided to fuse the Source Thunder with the Heavenly Dao, helping the Heavenly Dao grow and granting it the power to protect itself.

As for the Source Thunder suffering the Great Dao's rejection, he did not care in the slightest.

The Immortal Dao had already been rejected. What was there left to fear?

Jiang Changsheng raised his right hand. Lightning interwove in his palm, and at its center, a ball of light could vaguely be seen. The thunderlight revealed its spherical outline, yet could not fully illuminate its true form.

Source Thunder!

Jiang Changsheng did not immediately fuse the Source Thunder with the Heavenly Dao. Instead, he used his divine sense to probe it.

A spiritual treasure of origin that gave birth to the Great Dao—it sounded profoundly unfathomable!

Yet when his divine sense entered it, he saw nothing at all. Its interior was utterly blank, completely empty.

Jiang Changsheng immediately understood. His realm was too low; he simply could not see it.

He stopped dwelling on it and tossed the Source Thunder into the Heavenly Dao—or rather, into his own fortune.

The Heavenly Dao was formless and existed everywhere within the Immortal Dao, just as his fortune blanketed every corner of the Immortal Dao.

In an instant, a strange power fused with the Heavenly Dao. Jiang Changsheng only felt a coolness spread through his entire body. This change did not cause any heavenly phenomenon throughout the heavens; only he, the master of the Heavenly Dao, could clearly sense it.

The Heavenly Dao itself had imitated all manner of Great Dao laws to form its own Heavenly Dao laws. After absorbing the Source Thunder, the Heavenly Dao's path of lightning began to transform. Those cultivators undergoing tribulation suddenly felt their Thunder Tribulations intensify.

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