The Nine Hells Profound Venerable: A Wasted Body Draws Heavenly Thunder from the Start

Xuan Zhen was framed by his fiancée, accused of defiling the Saintess. His cultivation was crippled, and he was thrown into a frigid pool to suffer punishment.

The Saintess he had once saved crushed his dignity in front of everyone: “Defile me? You think you’re worthy?”

At the betrothal-breaking banquet, the family elders announced that he was expelled from the clan, while his former brothers laughed and cursed at him.

As the icy spikes pierced his shoulder blades, the ancestral jade pendant lying dormant inside him suddenly drew down an ancient tribulation of thunder.

Thunderbolts filled the sky, tearing it apart, clearing his name, and reforging his bones.

With thunder powerful enough to shake the heavens in his grasp, he gazed through the nine tiers of celestial palaces. “This hypocritical world needs a new sky.”