I Struck a Newly Unearthed Flying Jiang with Lightning Until It Cried

In the age of declining cultivation, the Great Way has withered. Li Xuanxiao, the last heir of the Celestial Master’s Mansion, has mastered the Lightning Thunder Fist, yet has nowhere to use it. Every day, he can only set up a fortune-telling stall beneath an overpass, where city inspectors chase him off and the entire internet mocks him as a con artist.

Until that day, when a red moon hangs in the sky and the supernatural returns in full force!

A terrifying flying corpse that has slept for a thousand years bursts from the earth, its face green, fangs bared, and baleful aura soaring!

As all humanity falls into endless despair and occult experts flee in every direction,

Li Xuanxiao, still tending his fortune-telling stall, trembles with excitement, his eyes shining. “Holy crap! A wild flying corpse? These things really exist?!”

The next second, thunder roars and violent lightning tears through the night sky!

Bathed in ten thousand feet of lightning, Li Xuanxiao smashes an entire street apart with one punch and beats the flying corpse into the ground.

The online audience is stunned. “We asked you to set up a stall and scam people, and you went and saved the world?!”