Chapter 334

Lightning stretched across the entire sky, tearing through the darkness.

Streaks of light surged and roared, like the gaping maw of a beast, trembling as it rushed across the heavens, seeming eager to devour everything in its path.

Countless bolts of white light surged forward, merging into a massive, sword-like current of electricity, its thunderous roar echoing like the clash of steel.

In a flash, the heavenly thunder poured down directly onto a dark figure standing alone in the desert.

The thunder struck against a long sword, where a crack began to spread from the tip.

The wind whipped through the young man’s clothes, his dark eyes filled with intense fury and unwavering resolve.

“Will he… will he survive this?”

Watching as the thunder almost swallowed up Pei Ji’s silhouette, Lu Wanxing shivered, paralyzed by the overwhelming force.

For most people, even a single glance at the deluge of heavenly thunder would fill them with terror and despair.

But this young man, who seemed to be her age, faced it with an unshakable determination that Lu Wanxing could not fathom.

He Zhizhou clenched his fists, struggling to stand and help.

“What kind of blind fool is this so-called ‘Heavenly Will’? Can’t it see that Ning Ning is just a scapegoat? I—”

Before he could finish, he collapsed to the ground, weakened by the loss of his energy.

“If you step in now, you’d only throw your life away.”

Whetstone said lazily, “That kid has made up his mind to shield her from certain death. No matter the outcome, he knows exactly what he’s facing. Ordinary people can’t defy destiny—”

It spoke with certainty, but suddenly the voice stopped, sensing something strange.

In He Zhizhou’s mind, a female voice hesitantly spoke up, “This is—”

The sudden change came without warning.

A colossal hum erupted from the center of the thunder, scattering in all directions.

Blinding white light exploded, seeming to tear the heavens apart.

One after another, bursts of light surged from the sword Pei Ji wielded, which had been engulfed by thunder.

A dark silhouette began to emerge.

A massive sword of pure light materialized by Pei Ji’s side, piercing through the ominous blue lightning with unyielding force.

Then came a dazzling array of light, as more swords appeared around him, forming an unstoppable formation that surged from all directions.

It was as though a bird had broken free from its cage, spreading its wings and breaking through all restraints.

The energy of the sword swept back with explosive power, overpowering the once-dominant thunder—

He Zhizhou was too stunned to speak.

The sixth wave of heavenly thunder, descending from the skies… was actually being shattered by the giant swords, forced to retreat step by step!

“The Thousand Lights Sword Formation,” Whetstone snorted coldly.

“Looks like that old guy has awakened.”

Six heavenly thunder, thought to be insurmountable.

But against an ancient sword spirit, sealed for years and brimming with boundless energy…

The outcome was far from certain.

Amidst the formation, Pei Ji’s trembling fingers gripped the hilt tightly.

An unfamiliar figure appeared within his mind, carrying an unending torrent of sword energy.

At that moment, he heard a voice he knew all too well.

“Pei Ji.”

The solemn voice of Cheng Ying rang out, as mighty as a bell: “Now is the moment!”

Now—!

The Thousand Lights Formation arose, sword energy surging like a radiant dragon ready to swallow everything in its path.

All around, the air trembled, sand and stones swirling in the unprecedented might of the sword.

With only a cracked sword in hand, he pierced through the thunder—

Leaving a jagged gap in its path.

The white light was so intense that everyone had to shield their eyes.

Even Whetstone stood dazed in the midst of the quaking mountains, its voice filled with astonishment.

“The heavenly thunder… has been broken.”

—

Ning Ning walked alone through a vast, white space.

Just like in her last dream, she could see nothing but an endless expanse of white.

As she walked forward, images started appearing beside her, like projections coming to life.

A girl who looked exactly like her lay lifeless in the desert, covered in blood; beneath a chaotic array of sword shadows, the desert was engulfed in an unstoppable tide of demonic energy; and there she stood, surrounded by demon cultivators, her eyes glowing red with dark energy.

She finally understood where she was.

These were memories buried deep within the mind of her body’s original owner.

Looking around, Ning Ning spotted a thin, white rope dangling from above, with a piece of paper tied to its end.

Something tugged at her heart as she reached out and pressed down on the paper, revealing the words written on it.

[I’m dead.

Still can’t accept that I’m really gone.

Those demon cultivators want to corrupt Pei Ji, using the lowest of tactics to frame him and make it seem like he slaughtered his own allies.

I was the ally who was slaughtered.

It infuriates me! It’s all Pei Ji’s fault! That tainted-blood brat! I want to kill him, and those disgusting demon cultivators too!

They’d never expect that I found a treasure in the depths of the desert abyss.

With another chance at life, I’ll take my revenge and make those bastards pay.

This is my first return.

To keep from forgetting, I’ll record everything here in my spiritual sea of consciousness.]

[First Return.

Relentlessly suppress Pei Ji.

Just looking at his corpse-like face irritates me. Besides our master, no one stands by his side anyway.

Everything’s going much like the last cycle.

In the Ancient Wood forest, Pei Ji drew the ancient trees into demonic possession, becoming a target of ridicule and contempt among the disciples of the major sects, shunned and laughed at by everyone.

Master investigated for days and found a faint demonic energy at the entrance of the Xiaochongshan Formation, so he led a few disciples there to investigate the Two Elements Dust Formation.

The desert was full of hidden dangers, so this time I stayed close to Master, careful not to act alone.

But I still died in the chaotic battle with the demon cultivators.

It’s infuriating!

Why is it always me who ends up dead?]