Sixty Years: The Strong Remain Strong!

The thunderclouds over Divine Firmament Plain grew even deeper, stretching for thousands of miles, and were three times thicker than they had been decades ago.

Across the vast plains, countless lightning-inducing mountains pierced the leaden-gray sky, drawing down the endless, Violent Thunder from the heavens and transforming it into a pale purple electric grid covering the entire plain.

Frenzied Thunder roared, golden lightning flashed like dragons!

Lightning flashed, just like the sun!

Since Shi Pan established the rules of the four lineages and twenty-four divisions, this once chaotic and disorderly Savage Wilderness, spanning tens of millions of miles, has been like a huge machine, operating with perfect precision.

Cultivation knows no time; a single bullet can fly by.

The thirty-seven Nascent Soul demons, who once stood on their own mountain strongholds and would readily draw their swords against each other for a mineral vein or spiritual land, are now all firmly pinned to their respective thrones as leaders.

Rules may seem cold and impersonal, but the benefits they bring are endless.

Southwest Falling Lightning Great Plain.

This is the territory of the [Azure Profound Tribe] of the Frenzied Thunder Line. Lei Ya sat cross-legged atop the Zhangcang Lightning, his body writhing with violent azure lightning.

Below him, the mountains and plains were filled with heavily armored Frenzied Thunder Demons, wielding rough thunder chisels, working together to fill in the abysses filled with turbid Earthly Sha energy, carving out trenches and channels to draw in the Azure Profound Lightning energy.

In the clan's grand competition held once every thirty years, the Azure Profound Tribe twice won the top three positions.

Lei Ya received a considerable amount of the life-giving medicine and Death Vein Sha Crystal bestowed upon him by the ancestor. With the help of these heaven-defying resources that even Spirit Transformation Spirit Race cultivators would envy, Lei Ya not only broke through to the Nascent Soul Late Stage in one fell swoop, but also expanded his Frenzied Thunder Demons to several thousand.

On the other side of the plain, deep within the Black Water Death Swamp.

The [Life-Extinguishing Tribe], under the leadership of Xuanlei Min, takes a completely different approach.

This lean bear king, who was once ruthless and sinister, has integrated the lingering putrefactive poison of the Dead Swamp with the Life-Extinguishing Lightning Technique.

Hundreds of core Demon Cultivator Life-Extinguishing Tribe immersed themselves in the highly poisonous swamp, day and night comprehending the True Intention of destruction in the Death-Extreme Thunder.

Not only did they not lose a single person, but they also transformed the Dead Swamp into a fearsome place known as the Life-Extinguishing Lei Yuan!

This attracted many Lightning Beast clans, who offered provisions and only wanted to enter and train.

Apart from a portion of the Lightning Bear Tribe who were secluded in their training, some of their subordinates also set their sights on the vast territory of the Beast Realm.

The leader of the [Crimson Firmament Tribe] of the Primal Lightning Line, Chi Xu, is the most shrewd and cunning.

He knew that his lineage had the weakest foundation in Divine Firmament Plain, and that there was no hope of advancement by simply enduring hardship. Therefore, he left his clan's territory three times and traveled across hundreds of millions of miles of mountains and rivers in the Beast Realm.

Chi Xu would visit mountains to offer his greetings and stop at rivers to pay his respects.

Claiming to be from the Giant Bear Imperial Clan and the Lightning Bear Main Lineage, he roamed the world, befriending those wild Demon Cultivator who were exploring Thunder Method in the wilderness.

"Divine Firmament Plain doesn't care about origins, only the Dao of Lightning!"

"The Four Meridians are suspended above the Eight Divisions. Anyone who signs a death pact or achieves merit in battle can compete for the position of division leader! Our division is willing to accept all thunder demons in the world to jointly study the profound arts of Dao of Lightning!"

For those Rogue Cultivator and demon immortals who haven't even reached the threshold of the Nascent Spirit Transformation stage, such words were like a lifeline in a desperate situation.

In just a few decades, Chi Xu recruited seven Nascent Soul Realm aberrant thunder demons and more than two thousand Golden Core Demon Beast for Divine Firmament Plain; all these foreign Demon Cultivator were infiltrated into the various departments of the suspended Primal Lightning and Profound Lightning.

Bound by the death pact of the soul, it transformed into the hardest pickaxe for clearing the wasteland.

Even more remarkably, several elders of the Profound Lightning Line [Awakening of Insects Tribe], with Shi Pan's tacit approval, traveled a billion miles north with generous gifts, heading straight for the Profound Lightning Imperial Clan, one of the six great royal families.

They willingly humbled themselves, becoming junior seekers of the Dao, and knelt for nine years before the towering Thunder Mountain of the Profound Lightning Imperial Clan.

Finally, he obtained the mercy of an elder of the Profound Lightning Imperial Clan, who copied half of the incomplete "Winter Thunder Sha-Shaking Instruction" and brought it back to strengthen the profound Thunder Method.

Integration, consolidation, deep cultivation, plunder.

The bear demons of the twenty-four tribes, like wolves smelling blood, unleashed a chilling vitality under the strict ironclad rules.

The once desolate and lifeless Divine Firmament Plain is now filled with fortified towns and continuous Thunder Pools.

Every morning, hundreds of thousands of young Demon Cultivator face the central Divine Firmament Peak and breathe in unison, causing the thunderclouds in the nine heavens to transform into a visible purple-gold river that surges and overflows!

But what troubled all the officials the most was not the struggle for territory, but the lack of meticulous administrative skills.

Bear Race naturally bloodthirsty and belligerent, with thick skin and tough flesh, making them first-rate fighters in battle, splitting mountains and rocks.

But to ask these giants and savage demons, accustomed to tearing tigers and leopards apart, to serve delicate Dao of Lightning spiritual spirit medicine, to inscribe intricate array patterns, and to refine coarse thunder crystals into pure, flawless elixirs...

That's like asking a giant bear to do embroidery; it will never truly grow strong.

Over the decades, countless Spirit Vein have been destroyed due to incorrectly inscribed array nodes, and countless Lightning Spirit herbs of all ranks have been burned to charcoal by the fierce lightning.

The rough ethnic foundation is like a huge but bloated skeleton, in dire need of fine flesh and blood to fill in the gaps.

This gap was filled thirty years ago.

The eldest son, Shi Xiao, who was far away in the Dao Realm, personally escorted him back to Divine Firmament Plain.

Eastern part of Divine Firmament Plain, the Slave Sin Abyss.

This place was once a massive, ten-thousand-mile-long fissure in the earth, perpetually shrouded in the lowest form of foul and filthy lightning.

Its Spiritual Qi is thin, and its gale-force winds are like knives.

At this moment, three colossal skeletal ships, each tens of thousands of feet long, floated above the abyss, their prows carved with the heads of ferocious giant bears.

The dark hull was covered with deep, bone-revealing marks and dried black blood, clearly indicating that it had endured countless fierce battles.

This is a slave transport warship that Shi Xiao sent back from the front lines of the Dao Realm.

"Smack!!"

A barbed, lightning-infused leather whip lashed fiercely across the black stone ground, sending up a burst of dazzling sparks.

"Hurry up! If we don't carve enough [Azure Lightning Jade Marrow] before sunset, all the sinners in this pit will be thrown into the lightning-attracting pool tonight to light the lightning lamps!"

A burly, bear-demon leader from the Frenzied Thunder Tribe, standing two zhang tall with a face full of scars, was chewing on a piece of half-cooked beast meat, roaring viciously.

On the sheer cliff beneath his feet, countless figures clung together like ants.

That's not Demon Race.

That's a person.

To be precise, it is a branch that has flourished in the Dao Realm for many years—the [Dao Spirit Human Race].

Their faces are no different from ordinary Human Race, but their bones are extremely slender and well-proportioned, and they have an amazing affinity for the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi.

Within the Dao Realm, this lineage of Human Race lives in seclusion, specializing in cultivating spiritual fields, refining artifacts, and building cities. The Spirit Artifact they forge and the Spirit Plant they cultivate are of excellent quality and can be of great use.

However, in a world of great strife, weakness is the original sin.

With the fall of the Dao Venerable and the fall of his territory, these Dao Spirit Human Race eventually surrendered to Shi Xiao, becoming his vassals and cultivating the Dao Realm's territory.

Now that the war has ended and we have entered a period of peace, we are in a time of peace.

It just so happened that the ancestral land of Divine Firmament Plain was reorganized, establishing four lineages and twenty-four divisions; Shi Xiao then divided a portion of the Dao Spirit Human Race, loaded them onto a giant ship, and escorted them back to the Beast Realm as servants and vassals.

These Dao Spirit Human Race had been trained by Shi Xiao for many years.

The tribe has now developed a servile mentality, and every ornament on their bodies is adorned with a Profound Lightning mark, branded with the emblem of the Giant Bear Race.

Even their own clan's Cultivation Method and traditions have mostly been wiped out. Now, the vast majority of them practice a fragment of a Thunder Method: the "Lightning-Attracting Xuanling Instruction".

The entire ethnic group was completely wiped out, from its culture, traditions, and perceptions.

Within just two or three generations of cultivators, the clan was corrupted.

Numerous precedents are before us; falling behind invites aggression, so we must never fall behind and allow foreign powers to gain the upper hand.

The people have suffered. Only by strengthening the clan and enriching its people can the strong remain strong!