Junior sister took first place again

boom! boom! boom!

Above the Nine Heavens, the thunder tribulation has become extremely violent.

The ninth, the tenth... the fifteenth thunder struck one after another.

Ning Jiasheng's body had long since returned to its original form, with pale golden demon bones exposed. Thunder and his innate power intertwined and flickered on them, like glass that was about to shatter.

At the same time, fragments of past memories continued to pour into her mind like a surging tide.

"Parents? Mortal blood is so filthy and polluted, how could it be worthy of giving birth to my creation?"

The cold whisper of Heaven, filled with a desire for absolute control, was deeply imprinted in the depths of her awakened memory:

"Your life, your talents, everything you have, all comes from me! I am the only true God who gave you existence!"

"I sever your worldly ties and remove all impurities, only to forge a perfect 'vessel'."

"Those so-called parents in this world are but insignificant specks of dust, stumbling blocks that prevent you from achieving perfection. Their misfortune, their demise, are all necessary to clear the way for you."

"The favor of the world's greatest swordsman? That was merely a mark I placed on my 'weapon,' bait to lure her into her destined fate!"

All causes and effects are written by the Way of Heaven.

"Ugh—!"

Ning Jiasheng twisted and rolled in the lightning, letting out a heart-wrenching howl of pain.

The Way of Heaven saw the moment when the soul was shaken and the body was on the verge of collapse, and its will was like a huge wave, intending to complete the final possession.

However, the storm in Ning Jiasheng's heart that was ignited by the word "fortunate" has now turned into a raging flame that burns away all illusions.

It was the extreme anger after seeing through the truth, and also the cold clarity that was tempered.

Was it a deception from the inner demon? Did Ah Sheng commit suicide? Was it the mystery of his own time travel?

The relationship between the two lives is weak, the mother sacrificed herself, and the master adopted her...

The source of all tragedies and the black hands behind all manipulations originate from the Heavenly Dao before us, which claims to be the "Creator" and the "Only True God."

It was Him! In order to forge the perfect vessel, during the last time time went back, He tore apart a complete soul.

It was He! In order to sever the earthly connection with the "vessel", He manipulated Ah Sheng's tragedy in this life and also allowed Ning Jiasheng's original family to suffer.

Even the deep affection between master and disciple is the bait to guide the "chess pieces" in His destiny script.

The "impurities" that He stripped away—the desire for family affection, the resistance to injustice, the persistence in independent self—

It is precisely the strongest force that supports Ning Jiasheng to reach despair and burst out the instinct for survival!

It is also the key for her to see through the hypocritical nature of "favoritism"!

"what--!!!"

A scream filled with endless grief, pain and complete awakening erupted from Ning Jiasheng's broken throat.

The whistling sound actually penetrated the rumbling thunder and temporarily drove away the whispers of heaven.

Her shattered bones stood upright in the lightning in an almost impossible posture.

The pair of eyes that were almost covered with blood were now burning with golden flames brighter than thunder.

That was by no means a gift from heaven, but rather came from the deepest part of her soul—the indomitable fire of self-will that was honed by the two torn halves of her soul through endless suffering.

"Lucky?"

Ning Jiasheng's voice was hoarse like the friction of gravel, yet it carried a coldness and sarcasm that cut through illusions. Every word was like a knife, piercing the mysterious laws of nature.

"I'm thankful that when you tore my soul apart, the unwillingness, resistance, and obsession with my existence that you considered 'impurities' never truly died!"

"It supported 'her' as she issued her final accusation through death in the illusion! It also supported 'me' as I struggled to survive in another world! It also supports me at this moment, standing here, seeing your true face as a soul-stealing butcher, a thief of time and space, and a despicable actor who plays with fate!"

"You tore my soul apart, toying with the fates of two 'me's, causing endless pain and despair... all for your delusion of being a 'perfect vessel'? For your ridiculous theatrical drama of a god?"

"Give me life? Give me everything?"

The corners of Ning Jiasheng's bloodstained lips curled up into an almost ferocious arc: "All you have given me is the pain of being torn apart, a manipulated fate, and endless bloody lies."

"What you call 'parents' and 'favoritism' are cages and shackles you have tailored for your 'vessel'."

"Now. . . . . ."

She forced herself to form a human form, and with difficulty raised her skeletal fingers, she grasped the red flame that seemed to contain the power to split the sky, and pointed it at the sky.

In the vortex of the thunder eye, the last three world-destroying thunders were brewing, and their destructive aura had reached its peak.

Her voice was not loud, but it was like an eternal oath, clearly imprinted on every bolt of thunder, echoing between the crumbling heaven and earth:

"It's my turn to tell you—"

"Who is... the true master of this soul! Who is worthy of deciding... my path?"

Ning Jiasheng's declaration was like the sound of a war drum. The tribulation of her heart was over, and after learning the truth, she finally accepted herself completely. Her consciousness was now indestructible, and the way of heaven no longer had any chance of breaking her defenses.

The sixteenth thunder fell.

This thunder condensed destruction, purification and the will of heaven into a full-force impact, almost turning into tangible chaotic thunder, which fell like a giant axe that opened up the sky, pointing directly at Ning Jiasheng's Nascent Soul, which was already on the road to transformation into a spirit and soul.

The Heavenly Dao has given up on persuasion and wants to let this body be tempered by the thunder tribulation to the critical point close to "perfection", forcibly erase the "unruly" consciousness within it and complete the possession.

Facing this blow that was enough to reduce the Grand Master to ashes, Ning Jiasheng showed no fear at all.

In her body, the tenacity of the modern soul, Ah Sheng's admiration for her master, and the "impurity" emotions and will that were spurned by heaven but supported her to this moment, resonated, condensed, and sublimated as never before.

The demon bone burst out with dazzling brilliance, and an illusory yet tenacious barrier composed of pure will and unyielding faith instantly opened in front of her.

Boom——Crack——!

The barrier was covered with spider-web cracks as soon as it touched it. The terrifying impact made the remaining bones groan, and the soul was shocked and almost torn apart.

The will of the Heavenly Dao was like billions of ice needles, piercing madly into the sea of ​​consciousness, trying to break down the resistance.

"Submit! This is your only destination!"

"Dream on!" Ning Jiasheng's thoughts were like a sharp knife, resisting the invading torrent.

The body is on the verge of collapse, but the will becomes brighter and brighter through the tempering of destruction.

The seventeenth thunder followed!

The power of this thunder has already far exceeded that of ordinary thunder tribulations in the God Transformation Stage. It contains the absolute control of the Heavenly Dao over the rules, and carries the terrifying power to confine, assimilate, and erase outliers.

He wanted to use pure power to break Ning Jiasheng's will.

boom!

The barrier of will was completely broken, and the consciousness of the way of heaven rushed into her sea of ​​consciousness that was on the verge of collapse like a flood.

Severe pain! Tearing! Assimilation! The cold power of rules attempted to cover all her memories, emotions, and self.

Consciousness is like a candle in the wind.

Flashing before my eyes: the cold modern rental house, the blood when I severed my meridians, the concern in my master's cold eyes, my mother's determination...

"Ugh—!"

Ning Jiasheng roared to the sky and held on!

The last one - the eighteenth thunder tribulation.

The thunderclouds had been brewing for a long time, and finally fell violently.

A bolt of lightning, which condensed the final judgment of Heaven, turned into extremely pure white, and contained the ultimate power of purification and annihilation, pierced down like a sword that split the sky.

This is the end of the Divine Transformation Tribulation, and it is the last "tempering" of the container by the Heavenly Dao.

"You are stubborn! Then... you will be annihilated!" The cold voice of Heaven's judgment merged with thunder.

boom--! ! !

The pure white lightning accurately penetrated Ning Jiasheng's body, which was on the verge of breaking point, and the power of destruction and "purification" erupted at the same time!

This is the most dangerous moment in the advancement to the Divine Stage, the final nirvana of the transformation of a mortal body into a Divine body, and the moment that the Will of Heaven has been waiting for for a long time and when its control over the container is the strongest.

Ning Jiasheng's body shook violently in the lightning, his demon bones wailed, and then healed and strengthened rapidly in the lightning, revealing his immortal divinity.

Flesh and blood were reborn from annihilation, meridians were reshaped from destruction, and the tremendous power belonging to the Spirit Transformation Stage was like a torrent bursting through a dam, surging in her body.

The divine body is completely achieved at this moment!

However, in the split second between the formation of the divine body, the transition between the old and the new, the most unstable union of the soul and the body, and the weakest resistance to external will—

The long-accumulated, cold and ruthless torrent of consciousness of the Heavenly Dao no longer had any scruples.

Like a poisonous arrow aimed at the bull's eye, it accurately and violently followed the connection channel between the newly tempered body and the origin, ignoring all obstacles and pouring directly into Ning Jiasheng's sea of ​​consciousness.

"The perfect instrument is mine! Your consciousness... may be annihilated."

The voice of Heaven carried absolute control, intending to completely erase and cover up Ning Jiasheng's exhausted and unstable soul after overcoming the tribulation.

This is His true purpose—to complete the final possession at the moment when the container is most “pure”.

"Ah--!" The slight clarity that Ning Jiasheng had gained from achieving the state of incarnation was instantly overwhelmed by the terrifying impact of the will that originated from the level of world rules.

Her consciousness felt like it was falling into an icy sea or being thrown into a furnace. The power of Heaven was frantically eroding, assimilating, and rewriting her memory and self.

Master, the Demon King, everything in the past... are rapidly blurring and fading away... The cold rules are about to completely rewrite her life.