203: In this world, thunder is the most important

When the two words “Heaven’s Punishment” fell, the entire world fell silent.

The wind stopped.

Dust solidified in mid-air.

The abyssal monster’s ferocious charge also paused for a split second.

This was not a time stop, but a higher-level suppression.

It was a mighty blessing bestowed by the Adran World itself, through Su Jin, its agent holding the world book.

Behind Su Jin, the phantom of Grand Void Azurewood Palace became increasingly solid.

Billions of green lightning bolts surged and roared in the palace’s Yi Wood Thunder Pool, as if accumulating centuries of wrath.

Spirit Source Convergence had gathered all the power of the entire Grotto-Heaven World into his single body.

At this moment, Su Jin’s perception extended infinitely, merging with the entire Adlan Grotto-Heaven World.

He could “see” the pulse of every inch of Adlan World’s land, and “hear” the breath of every blade of grass.

He was the world.

The world was him.

“Roar!”

The abyssal monster broke free from the suppression.

In its crimson compound eyes, chaos and tyranny were replaced by a purer desire for destruction.

It sensed a threat.

An absolute threat from the level of life and the level of rules.

Its figure transformed into a distorted, dark green afterimage.

It was too fast for the naked eye to catch, only the black crack (cracks) in space torn by its high-speed movement could be seen.

The aura of the abyss clung like maggots to bone; wherever it passed, the earth corrupted, and rocks turned to sand.

Su Jin stood still.

He raised his hand, fingers splayed.

In front of him, a colossal wall woven from emerald vines and green lightning rose from the ground.

On the wall, countless profound runes flowed, exuding an incomparably weighty worldly aura.

Boom—!

The abyssal monster slammed heavily into the Thunderwood Wall.

The power, enough to easily tear apart mountains, only caused ripples to spread across the wall’s surface.

The Qing Xiao Divine Thunder on the wall acted like a living entity.

It spread up the monster’s limbs, emitting sizzling sounds of scorching, purifying the foul abyssal power.

The monster shrieked in pain.

The two segmented scythes on its back swung down fiercely, carrying the lingering law of corroding all things, and heavily struck the wall.

Crack.

The Thunderwood Wall shattered in response.

But the broken wall did not dissipate.

Instead, it transformed into countless lightning vines, like spiritual snakes emerging from their holes, coiling around the monster layer by layer.

“Good power, but unfortunately, he is already ‘dead’.”

Su Jin’s voice echoed across this isolated battlefield.

“You are merely his unwilling wail before his death.”

The monster struggled frantically, its body bound by the lightning vines.

Flesh and blood were constantly purified and dissolved, then rapidly regenerated under the impetus of abyssal power.

New fleshy tendrils emerged from beneath its charred carapace, instantly restoring it to its original state.

It abruptly opened its terrifying maw.

A highly compressed, dark green orb of light, containing extreme chaos and decaying energy, formed in its throat.

That was the Abyssal Breath.

A forbidden art capable of instantly dragging an entire city, along with all its living beings, into the fallen abyss.

Su Jin looked at the orb of light, his expression unchanged.

The phantom of Grand Void Azurewood Palace behind him glowed brilliantly.

“Mandate of Heaven · Edict.”

“In this heaven and earth, thunder punishment reigns supreme.”

As soon as the words fell.

The vast sea of thunder behind him, the Yi Wood Thunder Pool formed by the convergence of the entire world’s power, completely boiled over.

A colossal green pillar of lightning shot up from the core of the palace, piercing through the sky.

Then, guided by Su Jin’s will, it crashed down with a roar.

This lightning pillar was not just pure energy.

It contained the “authority” granted by the world book, the “purification” of Grand Void Azurewood Palace, and the “rules” of his true name, “Mandate of Heaven.”

This was judgment.

It was the most thorough cleansing by the entire world against the “Abyss,” an external cancer cell.

The Abyssal Breath and the Qing Xiao Divine Thunder collided with a roar.

Between heaven and earth.

A moment of extreme white appeared.

In that white light, all sounds, all matter, were being decomposed, annihilated.

The abyssal monster’s powerful regenerative body, under the judgment of the World’s Thunder Punishment.

Like ice and snow under the scorching sun, it began to melt inch by inch from its limbs, turning into the most primitive particles.

For the first time, an emotion akin to “fear” flickered in its dozens of crimson compound eyes.

It wanted to escape, but found that the entire space was firmly locked by the World’s power, leaving nowhere to hide.

“Roar…!”

A human face belonging to Valerius flashed across the monster’s body, filled with a contradiction of unwillingness and liberation.

Boom!!!

The delayed explosion finally occurred.

A colossal green thundercloud mushroom rose from the ground, completely plowing over everything within a hundred-kilometer radius.

After a long while, when the light dissipated and the dust settled.

The original Crimson Tower had completely vanished.

In its place was a colossal glazed ring-shaped crater with a diameter exceeding ten kilometers.

The interior of the crater exhibited a peculiar smooth texture.

In the air, a faint freshness of lightning lingered, along with another faint, almost imperceptible stench.

Two completely different auras, distinct yet strangely coexisting in this desolate place.

Su Jin’s figure slowly descended from mid-air.

The imperial robe woven from starlight and shadow also receded, restoring his black attire.

This battle had consumed a considerable amount of energy.

Even with the aid of the entire Adlan World’s power.

It was no easy feat to completely obliterate a monster catalyzed by abyssal power to the peak of the seventeenth rank.

He landed in the very center of the ring-shaped crater.

There, amidst the scorched earth, an object lay quietly.

It was an epaulet.

It was cast entirely from an unknown dark metal.

It was an irregular hexagon, with edges as sharp as knives.

A hideous star was engraved on its surface, and in the center of the star was a vertical pupil.

Under such a world-destroying energy clash, this small epaulet remained perfectly intact.

“Interesting.”

Su Jin picked it up; it was cold to the touch.

He tried to inject a trace of energy.

The epaulet showed no reaction; instead, a faint resistant will emanated from it.

It seemed to be some kind of spatial artifact bound to a soul, impossible to open without the original owner’s permission.

“Quite spirited.”

Su Jin chuckled softly.

“However, with me, spirit is the most useless thing.”

The “∞” shaped mark on the back of his left hand glowed faintly.

“Since you won’t obey, then I’ll give you an Sublimation.”

“After receiving my benefits, you should become my shape, right?”

[Detected target for Sublimation: Dark Star Empire Epaulet (Legendary - Damaged)]

[Consume Evolution Points for Sublimation?]

“Yes.”