Breaking Free of Control

An unprecedented and massive lightning tribulation has come to an end.

The sky was filled with purple lightning, which shattered the barrier above the Gods and Devils Ravine. After the dark clouds dispersed, the sky outside the Gods and Devils Ravine could finally be seen again.

Just then, the weather outside was clear, and as soon as the dark clouds dispersed, the dazzling sunlight immediately shone down.

It was at this moment that everyone realized with astonishment that the gray-black rocks they had previously seen were actually green.

The vibrant greenery instantly brightened up this land.

But the changes brought about by this tribulation were not limited to these. When the final bolt of lightning struck, it enveloped almost the entire Gods and Devils Ravine in its electric serpents. Not only the Fallen Gods, but also the unconscious fallen Devil God beasts were all struck by the lightning.

The roars and howls that Sang Ying heard during her tribulation came from their mouths.

But this was not a bad thing for them. After everyone woke up, they immediately noticed the changes in their bodies—some of the Demonic Qi that filled their meridians had disappeared, and the Spiritual Qi that they had lost for many years seemed to have been re-infused into their bodies!

Others might not be so happy about this, as the presence of both Spiritual Qi and Demonic Qi in the meridians would cause a constant, excruciating pain as if the meridians were being torn apart.

But this kind of pain is nothing to these Fallen Gods; what they care about is this precious wisp of Spiritual Power that they have lost for far too many years!

Despite the pain, Wentian summoned a cluster of sparks from his palm. This spark was not a blue Netherfire fueled by Demonic Power, but a golden spark radiating Spiritual Power!

This means that not only can Spiritual Qi enter their bodies, but they can also use Spiritual Qi! If everyone's condition continues to improve, who knows, they might even be able to use Divine Power in the future!

The others who noticed Wentian's unusual activity also quickly tried to activate their Spiritual Power. They conjured up flowers, vines, ice, snow, and swords.

When Haohe woke up from his coma, he was greeted by this chaotic scene.

Fortunately, before he could finish his wild thoughts, Qing Mingfeng found him first, grabbed his shoulders and shouted, "Our Gods and Devils Ravine is saved!"

"Quickly check your meridians, see if any Spiritual Qi has entered them!"

Urged repeatedly by Qing Mingfeng, Haohe examined his meridians and Dantian. When he saw that there was a Spiritual Qi slowly flowing in his meridians, Haohe's eyes widened instantly.

He suddenly looked at Qing Mingfeng, who was also looking at him with delight. "That's right, just as you thought. This tribulation of lightning has opened a gap in our meridians to accommodate Spiritual Qi, opening a path to survival for us!"

Seeing Qing Mingfeng's almost manic expression, Haohe was no less excited than him.

Even though they are Fallen Gods, they are still gods after all. Over the years, Demonic Qi has been constantly eroding them, forcing them to struggle to survive with their broken bodies.

Who doesn't want to live?

They sacrificed so much for their people and for all living beings; they not only wanted to live, but to live well. But in the past, due to the invasion of Demonic Qi, they could only wait to die in the Gods and Devils Ravine.

Now that things have taken a turn for the better, how could anyone bear to give up this hard-won opportunity?

Haohe suppressed his excitement and used his Spiritual Qi to circulate through his blocked meridians before he had time to think about Sang Ying.

He asked Qing Mingfeng, "Where is that person repairing the little girl?"

Sang Ying is several hundred years old now, which wouldn't qualify her as a "young girl" in the mortal world. However, since Haohe and the others are tens of thousands of years older than her, it's more appropriate to call her that.

Upon hearing his words, Qing Mingfeng immediately realized what he meant.

He called out Sang Ying's name loudly. The mountain peak where Sang Ying had undergone her tribulation had been split into a deep pit, and the surrounding smoke and dust obstructed their view.

Qing Mingfeng's call also attracted the attention of the others. These Fallen Gods, who had just recovered from their previous excitement, turned their gazes to the cloud of smoke along with Haohe and the others.

The surroundings immediately fell silent. Even the divine beast that had just flown over lay quietly, not daring to flap its wings.

In the silence, they heard only a faint cracking sound, like some kind of crystal breaking into pieces.

They stared intently at the smoke and dust in front of them and soon discovered that the swirling smoke and dust seemed to be controlled by a force, and the ash had clumped together and condensed into tiny gray ice beads.

A large patch of tiny gray ice beads condensed, densely packed together, and a frost began to form.

The appearance of the ice beads caused the dust to settle, and a figure could be vaguely seen emerging from the ice beads and dust.

With each step she took, there was a sound of ice cracking, and the emanating cold air caused the outer rocks to condense into a layer of white frost.

Haohe and touched the ice bead floating in front of him. The ice bead immediately shattered, releasing a burst of cold air.

Haohe involuntarily stepped back. "Hiss, such domineering power... This girl is already so powerful just as a Demigod. If she really becomes a god, I'm afraid there won't be any Devil Race in the world who can suppress her!"

Qing Mingfeng also witnessed the ice puck shattering, and slowly suppressed the shock in his heart.

Sang Ying gripped her sword, her aura impossible to conceal. She walked out step by step, and the divine beasts, who had been quiet, became agitated by her aura.

With each step she took, the ice ball around her shattered, and with each inch she moved forward, the blue stone beneath her feet cracked with spiderweb-like patterns.

Although the mythical beasts had regained some of their consciousness, they still couldn't withstand Sang Ying's uncontrollable pressure and harassment.

The strongest of the Qingluan floated lightly down among the Fallen Gods and asked Heavenly Dao, "Where did this girl come from? How come she looks like both a human and a god?"

Qingluan hadn't been awake for far too long, and this was her first conversation with Wentian since they entered the Gods and Devils Ravine.

Wentian his old friend, Wentian was overjoyed and obediently replied, "You're late, you don't know, that person is the Child of Heavenly Destiny!"

Qingluan's beautiful eyes immediately fell on Sang Ying, and her gaze towards her became more affectionate.

"Child of the Heavenly Dao"—she had forgotten how long it had been since she had heard those four words.

"Child of the Heavenly Dao, then he certainly deserves proper guidance," Qingluan said softly.

Her gaze, falling on Sang Ying, seemed to see through the female cultivator before her another tall figure, and the other person's imposing presence as she stood before thousands of Devil Race, sword in hand.

The Child of the Heavenly Dao? Perhaps that's the variable that will bring them a turning point!