> By the time Empress Feng had endured 998 bolts of heavenly lightning, she could already see the golden-feathered Vermilion Bird beckoning to her.
> Before the final bolt struck, she even took the time to elegantly smooth her hair.
> But the purple lightning suddenly veered ninety degrees and struck the neighboring mountain instead.
> The backlash blew her up on the spot, turning her into a ten-year-old little girl with only three feathers left.
> “What happened to the immortal poise I earned through five thousand years of cultivation?!” she shrieked in her childish voice.
> Picking up the fragments of a black bone left on the ground, her eyes widened in shock.
> They were unmistakably the remains of a weapon used to slay gods and demons.
> Worse still, she discovered that the stolen lightning tribulation was no accident.
> The laws of heaven and earth were collapsing, and the culprit was hiding among the upper ranks of her Fengming clan.
