Daily News: Intercepting the Female Lead at the Start, with a 10,000-fold Return

And right in the center of that purple thunder pool.

A huge sphere of light, three zhang in diameter and a deep purple color, was quietly suspended in mid-air.

The surface of this sphere of light is densely covered with ancient, obscure, primordial thunder patterns that mark the beginning of creation.

These lightning patterns seemed to possess a life of their own, slowly moving across the surface of the light sphere, radiating a terrifying pressure that suppressed all heavens.

The sphere of light was rotating at a slow, yet incredibly constant speed.

"Thump...thump..."

Each tiny rotation of its body produces a muffled sound like the heartbeat of an ancient god or demon.

This sound perfectly matched the roar of millions of lightning bolts throughout the entire Thunder Swamp, as if it were the heart of the Thunder Swamp, controlling the birth, death, and laws of all the lightning here.

【The Primordial Heavenly Thunder Source Eye】.

The Creation Immortal King's gaze was fixed on the purple orb of light, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.

He recognized the object; it was the initial artifact that the Primordial Immortal King had laid out millions of years ago to condense the Primordial Dao Seal, and it was also one of the Primordial Immortal King's most core trump cards in this world.

"Finally found it."

The Creation Immortal King sneered, making no attempt to conceal his killing intent, and stepped directly into the airspace of this core area.

Just as the aura of the Creation Immortal King was completely exposed in this core area.

The Thunder Source Eye, which had been slowly rotating as if in a deep sleep, seemed to sense a deadly threat.

"boom!"

A terrifying roar, seemingly capable of completely overturning the entire Immortal Ancient Arctic, erupted from within the Thunder Source Eye.

The entire enormous purple sphere trembled violently, and the primordial thunder patterns on its surface instantly erupted with dazzling light. A primordial thunder storm powerful enough to destroy the heavens and the earth was brewing wildly!

The Thunder Pool, which had been so still that not even a ripple could be seen, suddenly surged with towering waves without warning.

The viscous magma churned and roared wildly, instantly filling the entire world with a pungent, burnt smell and a violent, destructive aura.

Immediately afterwards, countless bolts of violent purple lightning, as thick as mountains, shot up from the depths of the Thunder Pool. They were like ancient, angry dragons that had been imprisoned for hundreds of millions of years, frantically intertwining, entwining, and colliding in mid-air in a way that made one's scalp tingle.

The blinding purple light illuminated the dim world as bright as day, and the violent electric current tore through the air, emitting a continuous crackling sound. In an instant, the billions of purple lightning bolts were forcibly pieced together and condensed in the void, transforming into a majestic Dharma image that was tens of thousands of feet tall.

This Dharma image is so enormous it's suffocating, with its feet planted in a churning pool of thunder, while its head has pierced through the heavy thunderclouds above.

Fa Xiangsheng had three enormous heads, all with indistinct features, except for his eyes, which were formed from pure lightning and exuded endless coldness.

Beside it, six thick arms, as strong as pillars supporting the sky, slowly stretched out. With each friction of the bones, a series of fine black spatial cracks were ground out in the void.

And in the very center of the image, between the eyebrows of the head, a diamond-shaped divine core is inlaid.

The divine aura emanated a supreme and awe-inspiring majesty, compelling one to bow down in worship. At this moment, it was flashing with dazzling purple-gold light in sync with the breathing of the Dharma form.

This is a wisp of the will left behind by the Primordial Immortal King in this place.

Lightning surged wildly from the six giant hands of this phantom, instantly coalescing into several ancient divine weapons of the Thunder Dao, such as the Vajra and the Demon-Subduing Sword.

The divine weapon crackled with lightning, as if it could pierce a hole in the heavens and earth at any moment.

At the same time, the three enormous heads emitted a crisp sound of bones twisting as they turned in unison towards the tiny figure below—the Creation Immortal King.

In those three enormous, thunderous eyes, there was no reason to speak of, only pure arrogance and brutality.

This phantom was merely a remnant of will. It did not recognize the Creation Immortal King standing before it with his hands behind his back. However, the instinctive hostility bestowed upon it by the Heavenly Dao, along with the completely different aura emanating from the Creation Immortal King—aura that even faintly surpassed this sea of ​​thunder—caused the thunderous essence within this phantom to boil to its extreme in an instant.

"Who dares to trespass into the forbidden land of the Nine Heavens and covet my Hun Tian Thunder Source?"

The three heads simultaneously opened their gaping maws from the abyss, unleashing a deafening roar.

The sound didn't sound like it came from a human throat at all; it sounded like thousands of the most violent divine thunderbolts from the heavens exploding simultaneously in the same tiny space.

The terrifying sound waves materialized into purple ripples, spreading wildly outwards in a ring shape.

Wherever the sound waves passed, the void shattered inch by inch like fragile glass, and the sea of ​​lightning below was forced down by the sound waves by hundreds of feet, stirring up towering waves that shot straight into the sky.

The gale, mixed with thunder and lightning, poured out in all directions like a torrential rain.

However, standing in the eye of this world-destroying storm, the Creation Immortal King's clothes remained perfectly intact.

He hovered silently in mid-air, his simple robe fluttering in the wind.

He tilted his head slightly, his deep, star-like eyes calmly gazing at the familiar yet unfamiliar three-headed, six-armed Buddha image.

Looking at the arrogant demeanor of that Dharma image, and the divine spark flickering between its brows, the corners of the Creation Immortal King's mouth slowly turned up, revealing an undisguised, deeply mocking sneer.

"Original Beginning, Original Beginning..." The voice of the Creation Immortal King was not loud, but it strangely pierced through the deafening thunder and echoed clearly between heaven and earth: "Millions of years have passed, and your arrogance and disdain for everything have truly not changed at all. Even if you are left with only a mindless phantom of will, you are still so laughable."

He slowly raised his right hand, his slender fingers flicking lightly in the air, as if brushing away a speck of dust from his clothes.

"I have come today for no other reason than to send your Dao foundation to its final rest, to completely erase the last trace you left in this era." The eyes of the Creation Immortal King turned icy cold at this moment, like ice that had never melted for ten thousand years: "I have come only to send you to your final rest, to completely erase the last trace you left in this era."

There was no unnecessary talk, and no probing.

Creation and thunder, these two laws representing the ultimate power in the world, collided with a deafening roar at this moment.

First move.

The Primordial Illusion was the first to attack, seemingly enraged by the Creation Immortal King's contemptuous attitude, letting out a deep, muffled roar.

Its three arms on the right side pulled back simultaneously, and the Thunder Armor on its muscular arms burst forth with a blinding light.

Immediately afterwards, three arms swung forward violently.

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

With three sharp cracks that ripped through eardrums, three long whips of lightning, entirely compressed and condensed from nine hundred layers of Purple Heaven Divine Lightning, suddenly took shape from nothingness.

Each of these three whips was hundreds of feet thick, and its entire body was a strange deep purple. Countless tiny thunder dragons could even be seen moving and roaring on the whip's body.

The long whip tore through the void, carrying a violent power capable of shattering stars and severing galaxies. It descended from above, sealing off all of the Creation Immortal King's escape routes, and lashed fiercely down at his face.

The whip moved at extreme speed, and wherever it passed, the originally solid spatial barrier was easily cut open like tofu, and three bottomless, pitch-black ravines tens of thousands of feet long were directly drawn out in the void.

The ravine exuded a chilling aura of turbulent void, as if it were about to devour everything.

Faced with this terrifying blow that could instantly kill an ordinary Immortal King, the Creation Immortal King remained calm and composed.

He didn't even look up at the thunderous whip crashing down upon him; he simply raised one hand, parted his thin lips, and uttered a few emotionless words:

"Thirty-six Grades of Creation Green Lotus, Imperial."

Before he finished speaking, a warm and pure azure light instantly bloomed from beneath the feet of the Creation Immortal King.

This is a huge, flawless blue lotus. It has no roots or stems, yet it takes root in nothingness.

The green lotus swelled in the wind, instantly growing to a size of a thousand feet, firmly protecting the Creation Immortal King in the very center.

Thirty-six lotus leaves, each as exquisite as a piece of jade, unfold in layers, with endless purple light of creation flowing through the veins of each leaf.

The purple light was gentle yet resilient, carrying the supreme Daoist charm of endless life and creation of all things, weaving above the blue lotus into an indestructible, peerless divine shield.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three earth-shattering explosions occurred simultaneously.

Three raging lightning whips, carrying the power to destroy everything, lashed mercilessly at the purple light shield above the Azure Lotus.

At the moment of impact, the blinding light instantly robbed the world of its color.

The raging purple lightning splashed everywhere like a flood bursting its banks, transforming into billions of tiny lightning snakes that frantically tore at the surrounding space.

The viscous lightning magma below was torn open by this terrifying recoil, creating huge gaps thousands of feet wide, revealing the dry, charred bedrock at the bottom of the lightning pool.

However, under such a devastating attack, the thirty-sixth grade Creation Lotus remained as stable as Mount Tai.

The purple light of creation on the surface of the blue lotus only rippled slightly, like the surface of a lake being touched by a gentle breeze.

Those thirty-six lotus leaves were as steady as a rock, not a single one bent or cracked.

The terrifying destructive power containing nine hundred layers of Purple Heaven Divine Thunder was completely annihilated and dissolved into nothingness the moment it came into contact with the Creation Purple Light.

A hint of human-like shock and anger flashed in the three enormous thunderous eyes of the Primordial Phantom.

It clearly did not expect that its devastating attack would be blocked so easily by the opponent.

The attack failed, but the primordial phantom did not pause for a moment. Its remaining three arms on the left side suddenly rose up and frantically formed hand seals in front of its chest at a dazzling speed.

As the hand seals changed, the vajra held tightly in one of its hands suddenly burst forth with a dazzling golden light that was so intense it even stung the eyes.

Within that golden light emanated an absolute stillness that could reduce all things to nothingness and return heaven and earth to chaos.

"Great Annihilation Divine Light!"

The three heads roared in unison once again.

The next moment, a white beam of light, ten thousand feet long and as thick as a water vat, shot out from the tip of the vajra.

The beam of light made no sound and stirred up no wind; it was eerily quiet.

But that's precisely what makes it so terrifying—it's not an ordinary energy attack, but a divine light containing the ultimate law of destruction.

Wherever the divine light reached, there was no explosion, no burning. All matter, spiritual energy, and even space itself were instantly and completely decomposed into the most primitive basic particles, turning into absolute nothingness.

The white light of annihilation seemed to transcend the boundaries of time and space, piercing straight into the brow of the Creation Immortal King, determined to erase his soul along with his physical body.

Looking at the silent yet deadly white divine light, the Creation Immortal King snorted coldly, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"A trivial skill."

He reached into his wide sleeve and produced a small bell, no bigger than the palm of his hand, with an ancient bronze hue.

This small bell may seem unremarkable, its surface covered with mottled marks of time, but the moment it appeared, the surrounding turbulent thunderous aura was forcibly suppressed and stopped for a moment.

【Hongmeng Creation Bell】.

The Creator Immortal King held the small bell in front of him, and with a flick of his right finger, gently tapped the bell.

"Thump—"

A melodious, ancient bell tolled, seemingly transcending millennia, resounding throughout the heavens and earth at that moment.

The sound of the bell was not harsh; instead, it possessed a strange, magical power that calmed the mind.

But as the bell rang, a tangible purple sound wave of creation rippled out from the bell's mouth like waves.

The sound waves surged with the wind, instantly transforming into a colossal sonic wall, ten thousand feet high and as thick as a mountain, in front of the Creation Immortal King.

Above the divine wall, faint phantom images of the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, grasses, and trees are constantly appearing and disappearing.

Just as the sonic wall was taking shape, the white light of annihilation slammed into it.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, nor any blinding flash of light.

When the two meet in mid-air, it's like a clash between ice and fire, silently annihilating and dissolving each other.

The Great Collapse Divine Light attempted to disintegrate the Sound Wave Divine Wall, while the Creation Sound Wave continuously generated new power to fill the gap.

Two completely different supreme laws were fiercely battling each other within a very small area. The terrifying ripples of law spread outward, instantly dispersing the thick thunderclouds within a radius of a thousand miles.

The air, thunder, and dust in that area were completely cleared away, turning it into a deathly, absolute vacuum.

Seeing his prized killing move easily neutralized once again, the Primordial Phantom completely went berserk.

It roared to the sky repeatedly, and its massive body took a sudden step forward.

With this step, the entire Thunder Pool trembled violently.

Its six thick arms no longer wielded any weapons, but instead danced wildly in the void like madmen, drawing mysterious and violent lightning trails.

"Nine Heavens Thunder Sea, Great Sumeru Ten Thousand Thunder Formation!"

Accompanied by the primordial phantom's sky-shattering roar, the entire Nine Heavens Thunder Swamp seemed to come alive at that moment.