Dual Transmigration: Cultivating Immortality in the Primordial World, Taking on the Desolate Heavenl

The moment the purple lightning bolt entered the causal channel.

The entire sky above the eight lower realms fell into complete silence.

That kind of quiet is not peaceful tranquility.

Rather, it was the deathly stillness at the very heart of the storm.

It is the instinctive choice of absolute silence that all living things choose when they sense a terrifying event far beyond their comprehension.

That purple lightning bolt wasn't flying.

It doesn't need to travel through space at all.

It makes a leap in the concept of "cause and effect".

Like a purple dragon that broke free from the primordial river of laws, it bypassed all the barriers of the perfect world's rules and directly seized the most hidden and vulnerable umbilical cord of faith connecting believers in the lower realm and gods in the upper realm.

The boundary of the perfect world was easily melted through in the instant it passed through, like thin ice in spring.

Even the illusory image of the eternal river of time, stretching across the vast expanse of space, twisted and deviated unnaturally under the afterglow of the purple lightning, as if it dared not be tainted by the destructive aura unique to the primordial heavenly tribulation.

And above the Great Wilderness of the Lower Realm.

Gu Changqing withdrew his index finger.

He did not look up to the sky and roar.

They did not adopt any solemn posture as if they had just exchanged blows with masters.

He even slowly took out a snow-white silk handkerchief from his sleeve and gently brushed it twice on the spot where he had just drawn the talisman in the air.

It was as if that single finger had unleashed a primordial thunderbolt, polluting the air of this world and requiring it to be wiped clean.

……

Above the nine heavens and ten earths.

It was a vast celestial realm, ten thousand times larger and more magnificent than the eight realms below.

Above the vast sky, spiritual energy was so dense that it almost materialized into a waterfall cascading down from the heavens. On the earth stood countless divine kingdoms and sacred sites that humans could only look up to in their entire lives and never touch.

Rain Clan Temple.

This ancient palace complex, which covers an extremely vast area, is the foundation of the Rain Clan's faith in the upper realm.

Every day and night, the devout thoughts of countless people from the lower realms cross the spatial barrier and converge here, eventually transforming into pure faith power, which is then devoured and absorbed by the Rain God, who sits high in the deepest part of the hall.

At this moment.

The rain god sat with his eyes closed on a throne made of ten thousand divine bones.

He was very content.

The faith channel in the lower realm is continuously supplying the power of faith, and his divine fire, which was recently ignited and is still growing, is slowly burning under the nourishment of faith.

Everything was perfect.

until--

"Click!"

Without any warning.

The Rain God's spine and back bones shattered inch by inch in an instant!

"puff--"

A mouthful of scalding golden blood containing fragments of the laws gushed out from the Rain God's tightly closed lips, splattering across the entire throne.

The Rain God suddenly opened his eyes.

Those once arrogant eyes, which looked down upon countless lives in the lower realms, now held only disbelief and horror.

A sneak attack?!

Which rival giant is so audacious as to dare to make a move in his temple?!

He immediately activated the laws of divinity, trying to investigate the source of the attack.

But next second.

His proud, immortal divine fire could make billions of beings in the lower realms prostrate themselves in worship.

Before a thunderous aura, carrying an intense purple light, that flowed upwards from the depths of the faith channel.

Like a flickering candle in a storm.

It shook violently.

then.

"laugh--"

Most of them were extinguished.

It was not extinguished by external forces.

Rather, it was because the dimension of the laws attached to that lightning was too high.

Even the divine fire of the Rain God was not worthy to burn before it.

Like a drop of water falling into the sun.

It wasn't the water that extinguished the sun, but rather the sun's very existence that caused the drop of water to evaporate completely the moment it got close.

"boom!!!"

The Primordial Purple Lightning pierced directly through the myriad restrictions of the Rain Clan Temple.

Those defensive formations that were considered impregnable even in the upper realms couldn't withstand this lightning bolt for even half a breath, and were directly pierced through as if they didn't exist.

The tail of thunder swept past the hundred-foot-tall statue of the rain god in the center of the main hall.

"Click—"

The statue, forged from ten thousand divine bones, was precisely split in the middle by a terrifying crack that ran the entire length of it.

Followed by.

The upper half of the statue collapsed with a crash amidst the despairing gazes of countless Rain Clan priests!

Ten thousand divine bones shattered and scattered all over the ground.

Thick, black, putrid blood oozed from every piece of broken bone.

"No--"

The rain god let out a roar even more mournful than a vengeful ghost.

On his half of divine essence, dense, spiderweb-like cracks were spreading at a visible speed.

Divinity shattered!

For a god, this would be a disaster a thousand times more terrifying than the destruction of his physical body.

Once his divine status crumbles, he will fall from godhood back to mortal, and all his cultivation over the ages will vanish into nothingness!

The Rain God frantically channeled all his power of law in an attempt to repair the cracks, but the wisp of purple lightning remaining in his divine core was like maggots clinging to his bone marrow, impossible to remove.

"What era's heavenly law is this?!"

The rain god's voice was filled with madness and incomprehension.

He was practically screaming.

"My immortal laws... couldn't even withstand a single breath!"

"How dare the backlash of a mortal's faith harm my divine status?!"

"Why should I?!"

He watched as the divine fire within his body rapidly collapsed, and as half of his shattered divine core uncontrollably leaked divine blood outwards.

The golden divine blood pierced through the temple's dome, transforming into a terrifying rain of blood that poured down from the heavens.

Blood rain poured down across the vast sky domain under the jurisdiction of the Rain Clan!

The sky was dyed crimson.

This scene immediately jolted all the other major clans and giants within a radius of tens of thousands of miles awake from their cultivation.

They looked in horror toward the direction of the Rain Clan's temple.

Some people were terrified.

Some people gloated.

But in everyone's heart, the same question arose.

What exactly happened in the lower realm?

……

The lower realm. Above the Great Wilderness.

No one knows how many terrifying things have happened in the heavens.

But there are some things you don't need to know.

Because the hidden channel of faith and karma deep within the heavens is transmitting sounds that are shattering one's soul.

That was the Rain God's miserable howl when his divine essence was shattered by the primordial purple lightning.

The sound passed through the spatial barrier and was greatly weakened.

It still carried the terrifying residual power that caused the atmosphere within a 100,000-mile radius of the Great Wilderness to tremble violently!

"Ahhhhh—"

The president heard the scream.

The cruel, ferocious smile on his face froze instantly in his facial muscles, as if frozen into an eternal mask by some force.

That sound.

He was all too familiar.

That was the voice of the Rain God, whom he had worshipped since childhood and regarded as a god.

just.

The voice no longer contained the aloof divine power.

Instead, it was the extreme desolation and terror of a dying beast!

His faith is crumbling.

From the deepest part of the soul to the surface of the body, everything collapsed.

The cultivation system of the Rain Clan cultivators is based on their faith in the Rain God.

When faith collapses, the cultivation technique collapses as well.

The rain runes within the Grand Commander's body began to reverse violently and uncontrollably.

His cultivation level is surging wildly backward!

"Puff puff puff—"

Countless tiny blood flowers exploded on his skin, and every pore was spraying blood mixed with shattered runes.

He clutched his chest tightly with both hands, and fell off the back of the lightning ferret as if all his bones had been removed.

"No...it's impossible..."

"How could a god be defeated by a mortal..."

His voice had degenerated into incoherent murmurs.