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

The violent sea of ​​lightning that was originally churning below was summoned by the primordial will and defied all reason, rising up wildly.

Billions of tons of viscous lightning plasma surged upwards into the sky, rapidly spreading and intertwining in mid-air.

In just a few breaths, the surging sea of ​​lightning transformed into a massive lightning array that covered an area of ​​tens of thousands of miles and blotted out the sun.

The array slowly rotated, revealing a deep, despairing purple hue.

Within the array, thunder roared, and countless phantoms of thunder dragons, thunder tigers, and thunder birds surged and fought within it.

This is not merely a convergence of thunder, but also contains the primordial immortal king's absolute will to suppress all living beings and destroy all things.

The massive array, carrying a terrifying pressure like Mount Tai pressing down, locked onto the aura of the Creation Immortal King and descended upon him.

Before the array diagram had even fully settled, the terrifying pressure had already caused the space around the Creation Immortal King to begin to collapse on a large scale.

Faced with this overwhelming killing array that covered thousands of miles, the Creation Immortal King not only showed no intention of retreating, but his deep eyes instead burst forth with a brilliant dark golden light.

"Well done!"

The Creation Immortal King laughed loudly, his laughter revealing a domineering and arrogant spirit.

He slowly raised his hands, drawing a perfect Tai Chi arc in front of him without haste.

As he slid his hands together, a mysterious and profound aura of creation rapidly condensed in his palms.

"The divine furnace creates heaven and earth, devouring the heavens!"

With a majestic shout from the Creation Immortal King, the void trembled violently.

A gigantic bronze furnace, its size no less than that of the Ten Thousand Thunder Array, appeared out of thin air directly beneath the thunder array.

This ancient and heavy furnace stands tall between heaven and earth with three legs and two handles. Its surface is carved with grand and wondrous images of the multiplication of countless living beings and the birth and death of the world.

At this moment, with the infusion of the Creation Immortal King's magic power, the strange phenomenon seemed to come alive, running wildly on the surface of the furnace.

The furnace mouth was wide open, its interior as deep as a black hole, emanating a terrifying suction force that could devour the heavens and refine all worlds.

"receive!"

The Creation Immortal King pressed his hands down sharply and uttered a loud shout that seemed to come true.

In an instant, the massive array of thunderbolts that blotted out the sky seemed to encounter an irresistible and terrifying black hole.

The array that covered thousands of miles, along with the roaring thunder within it, was actually torn apart, transforming into a massive vortex of thunder that surged wildly toward the opening of the Creation Furnace.

Not only that, even the towering, ten-thousand-foot-tall phantom of the Primordial Immortal King's will lost its balance under this terrifying suction force.

It roared angrily, its six arms clinging desperately to the void, trying to steady itself, but all its struggles were in vain before that furnace that represented the ultimate creation of heaven and earth.

"roar--!"

With a roar filled with resentment, the enormous primordial phantom, along with the entire Ten Thousand Thunder Array, was forcibly swallowed into the belly of this terrifying furnace of creation.

"clang--!"

A deafening clang of metal clashing resounded through the heavens.

A massive bronze furnace lid emerged from nothingness and slammed shut with tremendous force, sealing the furnace opening perfectly and completely suppressing the raging lightning and primordial phantom within the furnace.

A brief, deathly silence instantly returned to the world.

But then, a terrifyingly loud noise came from inside the furnace.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Trapped inside the furnace, the primordial phantom went completely mad. It wildly swung its six arms, and the vajra, demon-slaying sword, and other divine weapons in its hands, with all its power, bombarded the inner wall of the furnace without reservation.

Each strike produced a deep, thunderous roar, and the seemingly indestructible surface of the bronze furnace was forcibly pounded with huge, protruding fist marks and weapon imprints.

The entire furnace shook violently in mid-air, as if it would burst at any moment due to the violent force inside.

"Let me out! I am a born thunder god, wielding the power of ten thousand thunderbolts from the nine heavens. Your mere fortune is no match for me!"

The roar of the Primordial Illusion, filled with rage and resentment, resounded dully through the thick walls of the cauldron.

The Creation Immortal King stood quietly outside the furnace, watching the ever-growing fist imprint, his face as cold as ice, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

He flashed and instantly appeared directly in front of the furnace. He slowly stretched out his hands and pressed them onto the scorching furnace without hesitation.

At this moment, the Creation Immortal King no longer held back. The original immortal power that he had originally restrained to resist the suppression of the Nine Heavens Forbidden Land surged out like a burst dam, pouring wildly into the furnace through his hands.

"The divine fire of creation refines all things."

The voice of the Creation Immortal King was as cold as a judgment from the deepest hell.

"raging--!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a blazing white flame instantly erupted inside the furnace.

This is neither ordinary fire nor any strange fire in the world, but a divine fire of creation formed from the pure laws of creation.

This divine fire has no temperature, yet it is capable of overcoming all acquired laws in the world. It can return all things to their original state and refine them into the most primordial spiritual energy.

Under the scorching heat of this terrifying divine fire of creation, the interior of the furnace instantly transformed into a purgatory.

The heavy thunder armor that was originally indestructible and formed from the tribulation of heaven and earth on the surface of the Primordial Illusion began to melt and peel off in large areas the moment it came into contact with the blazing white divine fire, just like a candle under the scorching sun.

It turned into drops of purple lightning liquid, which were evaporated into nothingness by the divine fire before they even hit the ground.

The protective divine patterns naturally formed on its body emitted a crisp "sizzling" sound under the scorching of the divine fire, and were forcibly peeled off one by one from the Dharma form, and then refined in the flames.

"ah--!"

The most agonizing screams echoed continuously from inside the furnace, penetrating the walls of the cauldron.

The sound was filled with indescribable pain and despair, shaking the entire world and causing the remaining thunder pool below to tremble.

The Primordial Illusion knew that under the refinement of this Creation Divine Fire, its will was doomed.

In its final moments, it launched its most frantic and resolute counterattack inside the furnace.

It ceased its futile struggles, and the divine essence radiating supreme majesty between its brows burst into flames at that moment.

It actually sacrificed all of its divine essence!

The enormous Dharma form instantly withered, and all the power and all the laws of thunder converged on its six arms.

The six arms merged into one amidst the blinding flames of the burning divine essence, transforming into a thousand-foot-long Destruction Thunder Spear, its entire body swirling with destructive black light.

"laugh--!"

A piercing, sharp screech.

The Annihilation Lightning Spear, with its unparalleled penetrating power, actually pierced through the thick top cover of the Creation Furnace.

With a loud "boom", the furnace lid was completely blown off.

The primordial dharma form, battered and engulfed in blazing white divine fire, wielded the Destruction Thunder Spear wreathed in black light of destruction. Like a vengeful demon bursting forth from hell, it leaped out of the furnace and charged straight at the face of the Creation Immortal King, who was standing nearby.

"Let's die together!"

The primordial phantom let out a final, hysterical roar, the tip of the thunder spear less than three feet from the Creation Immortal King's brow.

That terrifying aura of destruction even stirred the hair on the forehead of the Creation Immortal King.

However, faced with this near-death blow that could change the very fabric of the world and cause even a Celestial King to perish, the Celestial King of Creation remained eerily quiet.

He didn't even blink; his deep eyes remained calm and undisturbed.

He did not retreat, nor did he summon any defensive magic weapons. He simply raised his right index finger slowly, at a speed that seemed extremely slow but was actually faster than the laws of time.

There were no earth-shattering energy fluctuations at his fingertips, only a faint, almost extinguished, dark golden light quietly gathering.

But within this wisp of dark golden light lies the complete cycle of creation of a vast world, from its birth to its propagation and eventual destruction.

The destruction of the world by creation refers to...

The ultimate creation is destruction.

As the Creation Immortal King looked at the primordial phantom that was so close and roaring madly, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, but more than that, there was absolute ruthlessness.

He pointed a finger at the devastating lightning spear.

"Destroy".

A single word, uttered softly by the Immortal King of Creation, became the sole law governing this world.

The dark golden finger light effortlessly pierced through the void, ignoring the obstruction of the sky full of lightning, and precisely struck the burning divine spark between the primordial phantom's brows.

"Click."

A crisp, cracking sound.

The primordial phantom's charging body suddenly froze in mid-air.

The divine essence between his brows shattered inch by inch under the power of the Creation and Annihilation Finger, turning into a sky full of golden powder.

Followed by.

The towering, three-headed, six-armed Dharma form, starting from the center of its brow, had cracks spreading like a spider web towards its limbs and bones.

finally.

It was accompanied by a loud roar.

The wisp of the Primordial Immortal King's will to attain enlightenment was completely shattered into ashes and vanished into thin air under the strangulation of the divine fire and the finger beams.

It severed the will to protect.

The core of the entire Raize area once again returned to a stifling, deathly silence.

In the center of the Thunder Pool below, the three-zhang-sized [Primordial Chaotic Thunder Source Eye], having lost the protection of the will, suddenly slowed its violent rotation, and the primordial thunder divine patterns inside began to fluctuate violently.

The Creation Immortal King strode through the air and landed above the Thunder Source Eye.

He gazed at the Thunder Dao Treasure, which radiated an aura of endless destruction, without a trace of lingering affection in his eyes.

"Yuanshi, your path is severed."

The immortal power within the Creation Immortal King surged, and the dark golden laws of creation condensed on his right palm, resembling a divine mountain falling from the heavens, carrying endless destructive power, and was fiercely imprinted on the core array eye of the Thunder Source Eye.

"boom!"

A terrifying explosion that resounded throughout the entire Immortal Ancient Arctic suddenly rang out.

This ancestor of all thunder, which had nurtured countless eras, had its internal balance instantly shattered by this domineering palm strike.

Spiderweb-like cracks covered the sphere.

The next instant.

The entire [Primordial Chaotic Thunder Source Eye] exploded with a deafening roar, transforming into a sky full of raging purple lightning and fire, which completely dissipated into the void of the Thunder Swamp.

The sea of ​​lightning surged backward, and the void collapsed.

The foundation upon which the Primordial Immortal King attained enlightenment millions of years ago vanished into thin air at this moment.

……

The Western Abyss of Immortal Ancient City is the very bottom of the endless void.

This is a true dead end, an absolute forbidden zone abandoned by both time and the laws of nature.

Without even a faint ray of starlight cast by the sun, moon, and stars, and even the most primordial and free-flowing spiritual energy from the beginning of time, when heaven and earth were first created and chaos was first established, it was impossible for it to survive for even a moment in such an extremely harsh environment.

As far as the eye could see, there was only suffocating darkness and deathly silence.

What appeared before my eyes was a vast, boundless, dark red ocean that seemed to stretch to the horizon.

This is the [Styx Blood Sea], which strikes fear into the hearts of countless ancient beings.

The air was filled with an indescribable stench and putrid smell.

That wasn't the smell of ordinary rotting corpses, but rather an extreme stench produced by the fermentation of countless eras, a mixture of the blood of gods and demons, the marrow of immortals, and endless resentment.

The waves of the entire ocean are not as light and agile as ordinary water currents, but rather present a viscous, heavy, gelatinous form.

The dark red waves, as they rolled, did not make a crisp "splashing" sound, but rather a dull, strange "gurgling" and "splashing" sound, like thick mud squeezing and tearing each other.

Amidst the rolling waves, thick as semi-congealed blood, one could vaguely discern hundreds of millions of stark white bones.

These skeletons are the remains of ancient ferocious beasts and ancient cultivators who died in countless eons since the beginning of time, during numerous great calamities.

Their resentment and bitterness from their lives have lingered for millions of years, transforming into rings of black, deathly whirlpools on the sea surface, like countless greedy maws opening in the abyss, devouring any life that dares to approach.

If an ordinary True Immortal dared to step into the sky above this sea of ​​blood, there would be no need for any monster attacks. The extremely heavy, deathly gravity alone would instantly suppress their immortal essence, causing it to go berserk and explode.

Their physical bodies will be instantly crushed into a cloud of blood mist, and even their souls will be forcibly pulled into the seabed amidst agonizing screams, torn apart by the vortex of resentment, and ultimately transformed into the most insignificant part of the silt at the bottom of this blood-soaked sea.

In this seemingly eternally desolate wasteland, the void suddenly trembled slightly.

This tremor, though subtle, carried a transcendent quality that surpassed the laws of this world.

Immediately afterwards, with a soft "hiss," the viscous blood-red death energy, which could even devour light, was forcibly torn apart by an invisible and sharp force.

A flawless figure in moon-white light descended steadily above the sea of ​​blood through the rift.

The newcomer was none other than Tantai Qingyi. She wore a white dress that was as white as snow, and the hem of her dress fluttered in the bloody wind, yet it was not stained with a speck of dust.

A silver-white halo of destiny floated silently beneath her feet.

The halo slowly rotated, radiating a gentle yet inviolable holy light, suppressing the churning dark red blood waves below by several feet.