Master of Divine Thunder

When I was fifteen, I was cast out of my family. Everyone thought I was finished.

In an abandoned mine, I found an ancient book concealing the Violet Sky Divine Thunder Art, a technique powerful enough to defy fate and rewrite my destiny. Three years later, I returned for the family tournament, crushed the geniuses who had once outshone me, and personally sent the great elder who framed me to prison.

I thought that was the end of my comeback.

Then, on the day I broke through to the Golden Core realm, an old man’s quiet laugh suddenly rang out from the ancient book:

“Not bad. Now your body belongs to me.”

This so-called golden finger had been planning to possess me from the very beginning.