Chapter 584: . The Might of Heaven . | Renegade Immortal

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The Hundredfold Finger of Annihilation, coalesced into a beam of desolate light, soared skyward to meet the crimson thunder!

A celestial roar, far surpassing the previous cataclysm, echoed across the firmament. The very heavens trembled, as if the sun and moon themselves were thrown into disarray.

The Annihilation Finger, designed to consume all vitality and convert it to the power of utter oblivion, greedily devoured the life force surrounding the encroaching heavenly tribulation. Yet, its strength remained insufficient against the wrath of the heavens!

Under the onslaught of crimson thunder, the Finger’s inky radiance swiftly dissipated, fading into nothingness. The descending thunder, though slightly diminished in hue, pressed onward.

Wang Lin, his long hair billowing wildly, fixed his gaze upon the roaring red lightning. A spark of defiance ignited in his eyes. Abandoning all pretense, he shattered his essence of life, transmuting the power of his three thousand seven hundred seals into raw, unbridled killing intent. With a thrust of his right hand towards the heavens, tendrils of ashen energy erupted from his fingertips.

The torrent of deathly energies, numbering over three thousand, formed a raging storm of carnage. Within this maelstrom of bloodlust, Wang Lin’s eyes burned with murderous intent.

“Kill!” he roared, his voice barely audible over the tempest. The accumulated killing intent surged forth, coalescing into a single entity – a fearsome dragon, a draconic embodiment of slaughter!

Crimson tinged Wang Lin’s vision. He possessed not only the desire to kill, but the heart to do so. Many had considered slaying the heavens, but to truly possess such a notion marked one as a paragon among cultivators, a true prodigy!

Wang Lin’s soul was wrought with an unforgiving temperament. He believed an eye for an eye would satisfy the grievances of the wronged. Be it the Heavenly Dao or the very firmament itself, those who sought to extinguish his life would find themselves facing the same fate, regardless of their origin!

Infused with murderous intent, the Dragon of Slaughter took on a semblance of life, a spark of sentience. It became the physical manifestation of Wang Lin’s defiance against destiny!

“Kill!” The dragon bellowed, lunging forward to engulf the crimson thunder in its maw. Even the thunder of heavenly tribulation seemed to flicker with a hint of fear as it was swallowed whole.

Yet, a heavenly tribulation was the judgment of the cosmos, charged with celestial wrath. Though mighty, the Dragon of Slaughter still fell short of the mark!

The dragon shattered, its demise causing the crimson thunder to dim further, its size visibly shrinking.

The dying echoes of the dragon’s roar still reverberated across the sky. The thunder, having pierced through the dragon’s remains, hurtled toward Wang Lin!

As the crimson doom descended, Wang Lin’s hair danced with an otherworldly grace. A spot of black light blossomed on his right index finger, a sign of the imminent change.

“Demonic Transformation!” The crimson faded from Wang Lin’s eyes, replaced by a gleam known only to those who had embraced the demonic path.

The energy coursing through his veins twisted and shifted from a pure Xian force into a demonic power!

In that instant, the mountain of Xian jade beneath Wang Lin’s feet began to change. The pristine white was overtaken by a dark ink, spreading until the entire hill was enveloped.

In a matter of heartbeats, the jade mountain was completely black!

The Xian power within had been thoroughly converted into demonic might!

The Demonic Finger bloomed with a power unlike anything ever witnessed in the Land of the Demons. Even Situ Nan, should he have graced this plane and performed his own Demonic Finger, would not have exceeded Wang Lin’s abilities on this day!

For Wang Lin now was not simply transmuting his own Xian power, but the power of all the Xian jade as well. It was all reversed and refined into a demonic power!

The dark light on his fingertip held not only raw power, but Wang Lin’s Dao, as well. His Dao, be it Xian or demonic, was imbued with defiance against the heavens. This one gesture contained the entirety of his heart.

The black radiance was brimming with determination and the valor to combat the heavens for the memory of Li Muwan. It held the echoes of his journey from a mortal to a cultivator, the countless trials and tribulations that had forged his unyielding resolve!

This one finger moved all who beheld it!

The black met the crimson, and it was as if all existence was reduced to its primal form. Red was the heavens and black the earth!

Red, a symbol of heavenly tribulation, and black, a symbol of defiance!

The collision of red and black shook the very foundations of the universe. The entire Demon City shuddered violently, and the tremors rippled outwards, causing earthquakes for countless miles.

A series of thunderous explosions echoed from beneath the earth, as if a legion of dragons were battling in the abyss.

From this chaos, an indescribable shockwave burst forth. The great plaza shattered, the surrounding terraces collapsed, and countless bystanders were sent hurtling through the air by the force of the blast.

Every Demon General retreated in haste, fearing that even a moment’s delay would mean their doom.

The Demon Commanders watched with mounting unease, scattering in all directions. Only the Heavenly Commander, closest to Wang Lin, witnessed the spectacle in its entirety, then sighed. He reached into his robes, withdrew a storage bag, and retrieved a jade bottle. After a lingering gaze, he tossed it to Wang Lin and turned away.

Above Wang Lin, the darkness and the red dissipated together. The heavenly tribulation had finally faded, worn down by the Forbidden Banner, the Hundredfold Finger of Annihilation, the Dragon of Slaughter fueled by Wang Lin’s heart, and the Demonic Finger empowered by the complete conversion of all the Xian jade.

As the red thunder faded away, the earth stilled. Wang Lin’s face was pallid, his breathing ragged. He clutched the jade bottle from the Heavenly Commander, finding within a single pill. He did not swallow it, his expression grave as he turned his gaze back to the heavens.

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Heaven seeks to kill, but sends only one bolt of lightning? Wang Lin did not believe it!

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The red clouds in the sky did not dissipate, nor did any violent abnormality occur. It seemed that everything had calmed down, but this tranquility invisibly transformed into a pressure, shrouding the world.
The young man’s composure shattered, his face a mask of alarm. He no longer possessed the luxury of calm. With a swift step upon the void, he vanished from the spot.

He reappeared high above the Imperial City, dangerously close to the crimson clouds of the celestial tribulation. Even he felt a chill creep up his spine.

“This… this is far bigger than I anticipated!” he muttered with a wry grimace. Barely had he materialized than his right hand shot out, intending to seize Wang Lin and drag him away from the capital to face his ordeal elsewhere. Had the tribulation been as he initially suspected, he wouldn’t have panicked. But now, a deep unease gnawed at him.

His outstretched hand froze. He looked skyward, a bitter thought forming. “The little rascal is locked onto by the tribulation. I cannot move him now!”

With a sigh that carried the weight of ages, the young man spread his arms wide. In a blur of motion, he duplicated himself, one becoming two, then four, until eight identical figures stood ready.

Each of the eight swiftly teleported to one of the outer cities of the Heavenly Fiend City. Utilizing a powerful displacement technique, they forcibly transported every single resident out of those districts in a heartbeat.

This was a feat of unimaginable power, bordering on the divine. Even for him, it required the deployment of his most closely guarded secrets to achieve.

The instant the last soul was moved, the heavens themselves shifted!

The crimson clouds above rapidly coalesced, blanketing the entire Heavenly Fiend City in a malevolent red. A pressure, immense and ancient, began to descend from the heavens, a weight that instantly smothered the city.

The young man, now standing just outside the city’s borders, felt this oppressive force and his face paled once more.

“This… this is Celestial Wrath!” he exclaimed, and without hesitation, he plummeted to the ground. Landing with a muted thud, he added with a nervous laugh, “With the descent of Celestial Wrath, I wonder if the old ancestors will finally stir…”

Upon the shattered remnants of the Ten Thousand Beast Plaza, Wang Lin stood firm. His eyes, filled with an unwavering spirit, held no hint of surrender as he gazed at the sky.

The second trial of the tribulation had arrived.

This time, it manifested as Celestial Wrath. What was Celestial Wrath? It was the very majesty of the heavens, the ultimate expression of divine displeasure. Under Celestial Wrath, all things were destined to be crushed. Its mere movement caused the winds to wail and the clouds to churn. It brooked no resistance from any living creature.

Under Celestial Wrath, you *must* submit! Bend your knee to the heavens, and cower before its power.

*That* was Celestial Wrath.

As it descended, a crushing pressure emanated from above, pressing down with unbearable force. The massive crimson clouds above shuddered, and then, in unison, lowered by a single inch!

That single inch was enough. The shattered remnants of the plaza around Wang Lin erupted with a series of violent explosions. The resulting shockwaves were instantly compressed, forced back into the earth before they could even ripple outwards.

Under Celestial Wrath, such petty disturbances were not permitted.

Wang Lin felt a profound weight settle upon him, as if thousands of mountains had been piled on his shoulders. His bones creaked and groaned, and he felt as if he were trapped between the sky and the earth, slowly being crushed.

It was a feeling that echoed back to his days as a mortal, when his cultivation was stripped away and he was forced to cultivate in the oppressive spiritual veins of the Soul Refining Sect.

The pressure intensified as the crimson clouds descended once more, another inch closer. The palaces surrounding the plaza groaned and shattered, collapsing into dust and debris.

This destruction spread outwards from Wang Lin, a wave of devastation consuming the Imperial Palace, reducing half of it to rubble in the blink of an eye!

Yet, Wang Lin’s feet remained planted firmly on the ground. An unyielding will, a burning defiance, radiated from every pore of his being.

He raised his head, fixing his gaze upon the swirling crimson clouds. In a voice that echoed with a quiet strength, he declared, “I… will not submit!”

From the heart of the crimson clouds, the rumble of thunder answered his defiance. They descended again, inch by torturous inch, until the force of Celestial Wrath engulfed him completely.

The very earth groaned under the strain. The Imperial Palace, a symbol of power that had stood for countless millennia within the Heavenly Fiend City, was utterly annihilated. Only the sacred Demon Drum remained, untouched amidst the ruin.

It was as if the sky itself was falling.

This was the power of Celestial Wrath! Under its dominion, all must yield. Refusal meant certain death, crushed beneath its immeasurable weight.

When the heavens harbored a killing intent… there was no escape.

As the Imperial City dissolved into a ruinous wasteland, a surge of furious energy erupted from the depths of the earth, a silent scream of ancient power.

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