They were willing to risk the collapse of the rules just to forcibly erase her and stop her from awakening the Dragon Vein.
What exactly were they after?
Was it just to clear the way for Ye Chuxue?
Song Wanníng's eyes flickered, her doubts stirring again.
But the only answer she received was an even fiercer Divine Thunder, striking straight down.
"Pfft—"
Song Wanníng had nowhere to dodge and was struck once more, collapsing into a pool of blood, her fingers unable to move even slightly.
Blood continuously flowed beneath her, her breath weakening at a terrifying speed. ,mIn mere moments, her condition deteriorated, like a flower wilting with no vitality left.
"Big Sister!!!"
The golden little sword's gaze sharpened, pupils instantly reddening as it charged toward the thunderlight.
The Shenyou Mystic Flame also dashed forward recklessly to protect Song Wanníng.
Yet neither could get close and were violently thrown back.
They even sensed a strong aura of mockery and disdain.
It was as if the Divine Thunder was ridiculing their arrogance.
"Big Sister—"
The golden little sword and Shenyou Mystic Flame charged again, furious and desperate, but the overwhelming power blocked their way completely.
At that moment, another bolt of Divine Thunder descended from the sky.
The Divine Thunder was majestic and terrifying, carrying an overwhelming killing intent that seemed to tear the entire sky apart.
In the blink of an eye, darkness covered the Song family's city, not a trace of sunlight remaining.
Everyone looked up in horror, only to see the Divine Thunder rapidly strike down.
At that instant, an immense and dreadful force pressed down on them all, forcing every head to bow.
Even Song Huai, a Divine Transformation cultivator, could not resist and was forced to lower his head.
The Heavenly Dao was enraged, invincible.
The weaker cultivators collapsed to their knees with a loud thud, their bones grinding painfully.
"No good!!!"
Song Huai shouted in shock and fury, but could not stop it.
The powerful Divine Thunder, determined to annihilate everything, struck straight toward the artificial mountain below.
The Patriarchs who had just arrived by teleportation witnessed this and were shaken.
Was this the legendary Nine Heavens Divine Thunder?
The last time it appeared was during the Beast Tide War, when that demon cultivator was undergoing tribulation...
What had the Song family done to summon such divine wrath?
They exchanged glances, their expressions turning grave.
Meanwhile, atop the Dragon Vein, Song Wanníng weakly stared at the sky.
The Divine Thunder struck again, the dense killing intent making it clear—it was coming for her life.
This malice had never been so explicit before.
Just as Song Wanníng said, they were willing to risk the Heavenly Dao's collapse to eliminate her.
Once this Divine Thunder landed, Song Wanníng would have no chance to turn the tide.
Yet she was not afraid.
How could someone who had died once fear death?
She was simply unwilling to accept it, unwilling to yield.
Boom—
The Divine Thunder slammed down fiercely, rushing toward Song Wanníng.
"Big Sister—"
The golden little sword shouted sharply but could only watch helplessly as Song Wanníng was swallowed by the Divine Thunder.
In that moment, it almost lost all its strength.
When the Divine Thunder enveloped Song Wanníng, she seemed to enter a boundless world of darkness. No light appeared, the darkness so deep she could not see her hand in front of her face.
Suddenly, a flash of light cut through the darkness.
Song Wanníng abruptly lifted her head and saw brilliant fireworks exploding endlessly.
"Ha ha ha ha—"
A wild laugh echoed through the world.
At that moment, Song Wanníng seemed to see the Demon God again.
The Demon God smiled at her.
"Watch closely, little one. Let Big Sis show you how fireworks are done."
The same words as before.
Then over thirty celestial gods changed their expressions at once and launched a furious counterattack.
But one after another, they were blown apart into dazzling fireworks.
The thunderous booms never ceased.
Song Wanníng stared at the spectacle, shaken deeply. Even after watching it a second time, she remained awestruck.
The world collapsed, mountains and rivers shattered.
At that moment, everything began to reset.
Song Wanníng gazed blankly, a surge of emotion rising within her.
In that moment, she wanted to be like the Demon God and destroy everything.
The aftershock of the world's collapse lingered long.
The Demon God laughed as he looked at her once more.
"No one has ever controlled my fate.
Not even the Heavenly Dao.
Not mere outsiders like you.
You all are utterly unworthy!
"Ha ha ha—"
The Demon God laughed wildly as space itself trembled again and again.
Song Wanníng was deeply shaken, fixating on the arrogant figure.
That was the future she desired.
That was who she wanted to become.
No one and nothing could control her fate.
Her life would be hers alone to command.
Boom—
Suddenly, a roar erupted inside her.
In a daze, Song Wanníng seemed to see the Demon God transform into a streak of black light, flashing into her body in an instant.
Before she could react, the roar inside her exploded violently, shaking her Primordial Soul and forcing it out of her body at high speed.
At the same moment, she returned to the real world.
Though it felt like an eternity had passed, she was still caught in the moment the Divine Thunder struck.
Song Wanníng rushed back into her sea of consciousness.
The moment her Primordial Soul fused with her body again, the Taiji Diagram inside suddenly spun wildly.
Then a terrifying power spread outward from her body.
Almost instantly, the falling Divine Thunder collided violently with the Taiji Diagram.
Boom—
A tremendous explosion shook the entire city.
A strong aura radiated from the courtyard, enveloping the whole city in an instant.
Everyone was frozen in place, as if their minds were lost.
For a moment, it felt as if time itself had stopped.
The entire city became an "ice city."
...
Under the intense collision, the Taiji Diagram fought back crazily, crashing headlong into the Divine Thunder.
The Divine Thunder raged, its killing intent growing even more oppressive. It burned all its power, intent on killing Song Wanníng.
But before anyone could react, the black light that had flown into Song Wanníng's body suddenly rushed out, actively merging with the Taiji Diagram.
"Pfft—"
At the moment of fusion, Song Wanníng spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. Her body was instantly engulfed by demonic energy.
The endless demonic energy roamed wildly inside, even reversing the flow in her meridians and forcing her spiritual energy outward.
In an instant, her meridians were in chaos, her breath disordered.
She had fallen into the brink of demonic possession.
Song Wanníng's eyes darkened, a streak of red flashing swiftly in them. She drew her long sword and decisively stabbed it into her wrist.
With this special move blocking her life gate, her spiritual energy instinctively flowed backward. It quickly clashed with the demonic energy again.
Neither willing to yield, the two forces seemed set to battle to the death.