A clear and resounding voice echoed in the depths of the Shenxiao Sect Leader's heart. "The Gods of the Ministry of Thunder, protect the Divine Land."

"They govern life and death, prosperity and decay, good and evil, reward and punishment, command the clouds and rain, vanquish demons, and control the thunder." "They look to the Heavenly Heart Dao above, and deliver all beings from suffering below."

"The Shenxiao Sect has always cultivated the Law of Thunder, focusing on inner refinement, and can serve as the Dou Zhongshu Xiang (Central Pivot Star) of the Ministry of Thunder, wielding talismans." "Passed down through generations,"

"Never act unjustly, never bully others with power, uphold the righteous path, and vanquish demons." The indifferent voices faded away.

The Ministry of Thunder... In mythology, it is one of the top four of the Daoist Heavenly Court's Eight Ministries of Gods, even the head of them all. Within the entire Heavenly Court system, it is the most powerful and formidable existence. The voice was vast and majestic, sounding like it was formed from drops of thunder dew. Each word seemed to contain countless Daoist rules, wonderful and indescribable, causing him to be immersed within, wishing to comprehend its mysteries. Nearly a hundred years of bitter cultivation of the Law of Thunder had already convinced him that this must be a true Daoist Celestial. Finally, with the indifferent voice saying not to borrow this power or reveal its true form, the aura disappeared. The Shenxiao Sect Leader cupped his fist towards the direction of the North Pole for a long time.

Afterwards, with sufficient Daoist temperament, he steadied his emotions, led the many young disciples to complete their morning exercises, and then slowly walked to his meditation room, telling the disciples that he would be in seclusion and should not be disturbed. Only then did he enter, close the door, and slowly exhale a breath of turbid air, connecting to the Heavenly Court talisman system. A bolt of purple lightning flashed.

In an instant, a faint aura of thunder covered his Daoist robe. The old man waved his sleeve, and a round mirror floated in front of him.

He saw that although he was old, he was still extraordinary. The cyan-purple Daoist robe displayed the intent of thunder, making him quite remarkable. With each breath, the insights into the Dao of Thunder flowed continuously from this talisman, allowing his comprehension of the Shenxiao Thunder Law to reach another level. A hint of joy appeared on the Shenxiao Sect Leader's face. With this assistance, his Thunder Law would surely advance further! Perhaps even reaching the realm of the Old Celestial Master was not entirely impossible!

Or at least, he could contend with that rising star of the Daoist sect in recent years, Wei Yuan of the Taiping Dao! Overjoyed, the old man cupped his fist and bowed, extremely piously: "Praise the Heavenly Lord of the Nine Heavens Responding to Primordial Thunder!" "Praise the Heavenly Lord of the Jade Clarity Primordial Beginning!"

After his ecstasy, the Shenxiao Sect Leader released the talisman's blessing, returning to his mortal form. While regretting that he had only obtained this opportunity in his old age, he was still excited. He contacted his friends, inquiring about the past, and discovered that all the thunder cultivation experts within the Divine Land, including the Supreme Elder of the Qingwei Sect, had received the Heavenly Lord of the Nine Heavens Responding to Primordial Thunder's decree and had all obtained positions as Righteous Gods of the Ministry of Thunder.

They were the Ruiguang Immortal Master, Dou Zhongshu Xiang (Central Pivot Star), Thunder Command Master, Yuzhen Yaoling Immortal Master, Thunder Master Hao Fang, and Five Thunders Hao Weng. "It can only be said that they are middle-ranking positions among the Gods of the Ministry of Thunder." "However, at least they are Righteous God positions!"

They were initially somewhat regretful, but then became excited.

The Shenxiao Sect Leader stroked his beard and said, "However, the Heavenly Lord of the Nine Heavens Responding to Primordial Thunder of the Ministry of Thunder has awakened. Does this mean that the Heavenly Court of our Divine Land is not just the talisman system we know, but truly exists? It's just hidden in history and time, gradually fading away, unknown to people?" "That's right!"

"Since what is written in the *Classic of Mountains and Seas* is true,"

"Even the Great Wilderness within the so-called Return to the Great Wilderness has appeared, with the concept of countless worlds in the myriad realms." Then who says our Heavenly Court is false?!" "Indeed!"

"Everyone, cultivate diligently. The great powers of the Divine Land's Heavenly Court are gradually awakening, and the first one is the Ministry of Thunder, the head of the Eight Ministries." "In such a great tribulation of heaven and earth, if we cultivate, perhaps we can catch a glimpse of a higher realm!"

The hearts of these Divine Land cultivators, who were all six or seven hundred years old combined, were stirred, and they faintly had the thoughts of their youth. Suddenly, one person said, "However, since it is said that the Heavenly Lord of the Nine Heavens Responding to Primordial Thunder is real, then is the Jade Emperor also real?" Everyone paused, looking at each other with strange suspicion.

"Otherwise, shall we go to Mount Longhu and ask?" "Yes, let's go together."

On Mount Longhu, the little Daoist Ah Xuan was not there, nor was the God of Wealth Zhao Gongming. The Lake Goddess, with the help of Taotie, had returned to her hometown.

Although the road back to her hometown might pass through Greece, where the gods there were in a terrible state, with Taotie protecting her, the Lake Goddess was quite safe. The old Daoist completely welcomed the years of happily drinking and slacking off.

No one could control him. And Wei Yuan was not here either! Joyful, joyful!

The old Daoist happily took a sip of wine, when suddenly he felt his body stiffen. Huh???

Wait, this chill is...

Damn it, it shouldn't be, Wei Yuan that kid isn't here. While Zhang Ruosu was unknowingly about to carry another huge burden,

Wei Yuan was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. The thunder techniques of those few Daoist cultivators were indeed considered great achievements, but they were ultimately limited by their age and lifespan, and could not bear more concepts of thunder. But for Wei Yuan, their help was extremely great.

The Thunder Dao Fruit, which was originally stuffed full, finally had room to move around after a trace was divided.

But just as Wei Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, he saw that the two poles of yin and yang, the clear and turbid thunder, were exchanging energy with each other, and they began to expand madly again. Strange thunders were running endlessly on top of them. These represented the [Heterogeneous Thunder Laws] born by chance in a certain world, surpassing ordinary thunder, and began to collide again. Wei Yuan's scalp tingled.

He was now like a low-powered computer, but he had opened the number of programs that only a supercomputer could run. He had finally managed to close some of them, or rather, had distributed some of the tasks. He hadn't even had time to catch his breath,

when, smack, a new file program was already placed in front of him.

It seemed to be endless, and solving one would give birth to two new concepts of thunder.

Fuxi poked his head from the Taiqing realm to the Yuqing realm and saw Wei Yuan surrounded by countless thunders, and stroked his chin. "Oh..."

"It seems that this kid has been tricked by [Fate]." "Well, should I help him out of consideration for Ah Wa's sake?"

"But this kid doesn't respect me, this great senior, doesn't respect me, this honest, reliable, friendly and invincible uncle. I'm very happy to see him make a fool of himself."

"Should I help Ah Wa out of happiness, or just watch the fun?" Fuxi fell into contemplation. Fuxi was thinking. Fuxi had an epiphany.

Suddenly, he slammed his right fist into his palm. "Okay, I understand!"

"Let this kid suffer first, be tortured to the point of ecstasy and half-death." "Then I'll take action!"

"This way, I can have a good look at this kid's bad luck and have a blast!"

"Secondly, when this kid is on the verge of death and desperately asks for help, I will descend from the sky and save him from the fire and water, and this kid's favorability will naturally go up and he will kowtow and worship me." "Then I'll make him go west and he won't go east."

"I'll make him take ten photos of Ah Wa, and he won't take nine! Most importantly, Ah Wa will also know that I saved this little brat, and she will have more goodwill towards me, this reliable brother!" "Yes, yes, take a video as evidence, prepare two copies, one for Ah Wa!" Fuxi happily imagined the beautiful life in the future.

Then he took out the Fuxi special mobile phone, turned it on, and directly opened the contact information of Nuwa, who was at the foot of Buzhou Mountain. He found a convenient camera angle.

He was happily waiting for how he would descend from the sky and show his might later.

And Wei Yuan had come out from the sealed South China Sea. He had only contacted the Heavenly Court talisman system and could not perceive the existence of Fuxi's level. Immediately, facing these thunders, he exhaled and concentrated, and his expression returned to peace and indifference. Just as Fuxi was looking forward to Wei Yuan being beaten by the thunder so that he could descend from the sky,

he suddenly noticed that Wei Yuan's aura had changed again, sharp and unpredictable, and upright and unyielding. Fuxi was stunned, and saw that Daoist's wisp of true spirit was standing in the Yuqing realm, sitting cross-legged on the cloud platform, following the instinct of cause and effect, in the realm of nothingness, drawing his sword again! Retreat? Impossible!

Even the Thunder God had been killed, how could a mere Thunder Dao Fruit retreat? Use the sword to destroy all laws. Separate, separate everything!

Fuxi's expression was sluggish, and even the tail that had been excitedly hitting the ground had stopped. "Are you crazy?!"

The god who had always been known for his caution blurted out subconsciously.

Wei Yuan could not hear Fuxi's words, nor was he naturally crazy. Or rather, he was very clear-headed and rational. No matter how many variations of thunder there were, only a few would reach the mythical level. Endless? Of course, it was impossible. As long as there was an end, it could be cut open one by one.

With this thought in mind, there was no hesitation at all, so the sword intent was fierce and unparalleled. After separating them with sword energy and sword intent, he waved his sleeves and used the authority of the Heavenly Court talisman system to forcibly control them, preventing them from reassembling.

It was equivalent to digging the pits first, even though no one could inherit these positions of the Righteous Gods of the Ministry of Thunder yet.

Wei Yuan first used his sword intent to separate out the five most powerful and domineering parts, which were the so-called Five Thunders. Then he connected them with the Heavenly Court talisman system.

But after dividing them, Wei Yuan found that the Thunder Dao Fruit was still spreading.

So he divided out ten thunders, and gave them names one by one, starting with the Yushu Thunder and the Shenxiao Thunder, and ending with the Ten Thunders Taiji Thunder.

It was still not enough. There were still countless dense variations of thunder haze entangled on the Thunder Dao Fruit. However, the remaining thunders were not as terrifying and oppressive. It seemed that after the Daoist's continuous swordsmanship, even the Cang Lei (Azure Thunder) and Xue Lei (Blood Thunder) had become somewhat weak, and the roaring sounds were not as magnificent as before.

Wei Yuan could also ease his breath a little, and his technique became more and more skilled. Without hesitation, he commanded his sword, and his sleeves rolled and rolled like a sea of clouds. The sword energy was as vast as a hundred miles of smoke, dividing out the concepts of thunder that might have been born from the destruction of a certain world. There were many of them, each with its own name. There was Huifeng Fanhua, which turned into Gang Lei (Firm Thunder), so it was named Fenghuo Lei (Wind and Fire Thunder). There was the tenth Ziwei Xuan Shu Thunder, the thirteenth Taiyi Hong Tian Thunder; the thirty-fourth Shenfu Tian Shu Thunder, and the thirty-fifth Dafan Dou Shu Thunder. This process was also extremely magnificent and spectacular. It was a sight to behold.

The sharpness of the sword energy soared into the sky, cold and awe-inspiring.

The thunders roared within, but they were all cut apart one by one. Even Fuxi was slightly dazed.

Facing the strong pressure, Wei Yuan guarded his mind and had no other thoughts, only caring about drawing his sword. When the Thunder Dao Fruit was almost completely dismantled, the Daoist raised his eyes and found that he had unknowingly completely divided the Thunder Dao Fruit into thirty-six categories outside the Five Thunders and Ten Levels. They were also classified according to their different levels of purity. There were a total of seventy-two levels of thunder law concepts.

The Daoist closed his eyes, his spiritual platform was high, and his whole body was exhausted. His expression was still indifferent and peaceful, and his sword energy remained. And thus, the vast Ministry of Thunder was formed.

Fuxi's expression solidified and he fell into confusion. "What is this? What the hell is this?"

"Damn, is this the weak little kid from before?"

His face was dull, and he couldn't believe that the little guy who had been kneaded in his hands before had actually grown to this level. How could he play with his nephew happily in the future?! Suddenly, the Daoist who was surrounded by the thunder laws of the heavens seemed to feel something, raised his eyes and opened them. The sword mark on his brow and his pupils seemed to contain countless thunder swords, directly looking at the dazed Fuxi. The gaze was like two purple electric glows, causing Fuxi, who had dark thoughts in his heart, to shudder subconsciously and press down. "Damn, not good." It's sent!

Fuxi lowered his head and saw that the Daoist's sword-slaying thunder diagram that he had just taken had followed the cause and effect. It was sent to the real Nuwa under Buzhou Mountain. Ding dong. The other party has accepted it.

Hu Die Lan