Chapter 115: The Thunder God’s True Form in the Divine Realm of Shenzhou

The Years I Spent as a Demon Corpse A destined one 2664 words 2026-03-30 03:52:32

Although the Eight-Headed Serpent was only an avatar, its power made me realize just how vast the gap between myself and a god truly was. It was like comparing a little stream to the ocean.

I also came to understand that the experts of the divine realm were worlds apart from the superpowered beings of the mortal realm. Perhaps those mortals had to break through a heavenly barrier before they could reach that ethereal place known as the divine realm.

The moment the Eight-Headed Serpent appeared, thunder and lightning raged across the Divine Land, terrifying pedestrians into fleeing for the safety of their homes.

A wonder had already appeared in the sky. Like a vision of the apocalypse, the Eight-Headed Serpent coiled above Z City, its enormous body hanging over the land as it charged viciously toward a winged demon corpse standing opposite it. The spectacle drew live broadcasts from countless reckless media outlets, who dubbed it “The Rarest Divine Battle in the History of the Divine Land.”

It caused an enormous sensation at the time, but for some unknown reason, all news of it was later suppressed.

I was practically stunned. Facing the Eight-Headed Serpent, I knew I was no match for it—even though this was merely an avatar.

One had to remember that its true title was the Guardian Deity of Japan, a divine beast that protected the entire country. How could a first-generation demon corpse like me possibly stand against a god? Even if the Demon Ancestor Jiang Chen were here, I doubted he would dare act too arrogantly.

As the Eight-Headed Serpent, a hundred zhang long, lunged at me with its cavernous maw, I had completely forgotten how to dodge. Its divine power had imprisoned me, leaving me unable to move. All I could do was watch helplessly as its sharp, vicious teeth descended toward me. If it bit me, my small body probably would not even be enough to fill the gaps between its teeth.

“Oh, merciful heavens! I finally understand what the great man meant—sooner or later, one has to pay for everything one does. It looks like my life is about to end!”

After thinking that, I closed my eyes and waited for the next moment to arrive.

“Rumble!”

“Crackle!”

Thunder and lightning echoed beside my ears, yet I felt none of the serpent’s razor-sharp teeth sink into my body.

Slowly, I opened one eye, then widened both of them in shock. Before me stood the legendary deity of the divine realm—the mighty Thunder God!

He looked completely different from what I had imagined. He was nothing like Lei Zhenzi from the television dramas, with his pointed mouth and simian features. Instead, he was far more impressive—far cooler than I had ever imagined.

The Thunder God stood ten meters in front of me. The golden incantations swirling around my body appeared utterly insignificant beneath the lightning radiating from him. I could not help feeling inferior. Perhaps this was simply the instinctive reverence that all living beings felt toward the strong.

The Thunder God was extremely handsome. His hair was pale blue, as was his armor, and his expression was so cold that it seemed capable of forming a layer of frost.

He stood suspended in midair without wings, hovering above a skyscraper dozens of stories high as effortlessly as though he were standing on solid ground. Opposite him, the avatar of the Eight-Headed Serpent radiated a blue divine light as they faced each other.

Deep-blue lightning coursed around the Thunder God’s body, filling the entire sky with deafening roars.

“Amaterasu, tens of thousands of years ago, you abandoned the Divine Land, betrayed us, and went to a remote void to establish your own domain. You even brought down the primordial beast, the Eight-Headed Serpent, which has tormented the people of the Divine Land year after year. And now, who would have thought that even your avatar would come to our divine realm!”

As soon as the Thunder God finished speaking, the hammer and chisel in his hands rapidly fused together, forming a pale-blue divine sword enveloped in the power of thunder. He pointed it directly at the hundred-zhang Eight-Headed Serpent rolling through the heavens and at Reiko Kawaki, who stood suspended in the void. The pressure emanating from him forced the ordinary people below to bend involuntarily, prostrating themselves in worship.

“Hmph. If your Lord of Six Paths, the Jade Emperor, had not made things so difficult for me ten thousand years ago, would I have left the divine realm and gone to that godforsaken wasteland to carve out a new domain in the void? Even now, I am still surrounded by tens of thousands of primordial beasts.”

A clear, bell-like voice came from the sorceress’s lips. It was completely different from the ethereal voice heard earlier. Perhaps this was the true avatar of Amaterasu.

After the sorceress possessed by Amaterasu’s avatar finished speaking, she tightened her grip on the bizarre divine artifact in her hand. Through her mental power, she ordered the Eight-Headed Serpent’s avatar not to act rashly, and the two sides once again fell into a tense standoff.

“You’ve grown bold, haven’t you? You actually dare claim that the Jade Emperor treated you unfairly. If you had any sense of shame, you would realize that if you had not betrayed the Lord of Six Paths and joined forces with the gods of the Norse divine realm under Odin to invade the divine realm of the Divine Land, why would the Lord of Six Paths have made things so difficult for you? When all is said and done, you were the one who betrayed us.”

The Thunder God’s cutting words struck deep into Amaterasu’s heart. The fluctuations of supernatural power in the air suddenly grew active, rolling like waves as they waited for the two deities to command them.

“Stop talking! I don’t care! It was your fault, no matter what! If you hadn’t excluded me back then, would I have betrayed the divine realm of the Divine Land and allied myself with the gods of Odin’s Norse divine realm? Besides, haven’t all the gods of Odin’s divine realm already been annihilated by the Lord of Six Paths? Why bring them up again? I’ll kill you! I’ll kill you!”

Amaterasu had fallen into madness. It seemed the Thunder God had deliberately provoked her with those words.

Under Amaterasu’s mental command, the hundred-zhang body of the Eight-Headed Serpent began rolling violently through the void once more. The tops of several buildings were smashed apart by its twisting body. Wherever it passed, rooftops were reduced to rubble that plummeted from the sky, smashing deep craters into the ground below.

“Stubborn Amaterasu, today I shall represent the gods of the Divine Land’s divine realm and destroy this avatar of yours. One day, I will ascend into your domain and take your head myself. First, taste the power of our Divine Land’s dragon! Thunder Dragon, appear once more!”

“Roar! Roar!”

As soon as the Thunder God finished speaking, a dragon’s roar rang out from the clouds high in the heavens. A thunder dragon burst through the clouds, its entire body wrapped in lightning and radiating unrivaled might. Its hundred-zhang body and five claws marked it as the sovereign of the dragon race. The instant it appeared, it lunged at the serpent body of the Eight-Headed Serpent’s avatar and tore into it with its jaws.

An avatar was created from a fragment of the original body’s divine consciousness. If an avatar suffered serious injuries, the original body would be wounded as well, even from tens of thousands of miles away. This avatar of the Eight-Headed Serpent was clearly no match for the true thunder dragon.

One was a primordial ferocious beast, while the other was a divine beast of the heavenly realm. Although the former was incomparably savage, it was ultimately only a giant serpent. Compared with a divine dragon of the heavenly realm, there was still a considerable difference.

The hundred-zhang dragon and serpent coiled around each other in the sky, entwining, biting, and tearing. Scales and flesh turned into vapor and vanished from the mortal world. Perhaps this was why divine creatures had always been so rare in the human realm.

The Eight-Headed Serpent suddenly seized an opportunity and wrapped itself around the thunder dragon. Its hundred-zhang body tightened around the dragon, constricting it with all its strength, seemingly determined to crush it to death.

“My God! Seriously? Could the Eastern divine dragon actually lose to the Eight-Headed Serpent?”

I was nearly speechless with shock. Hovering a hundred meters away in the void, I watched the battle between dragon and serpent without blinking, sweating on behalf of the thunder dragon.

“Roar! Roar! Roar!”

“Roar!”

For some reason, the Eight-Headed Serpent suddenly began trembling violently. Its mouth released furious, unwilling roars. I almost wanted to shout at it, “Damn it, you’re not the one being strangled, so what are you roaring about?”

But what happened next shocked me even more.

The five claws of the thunder dragon tore through the Eight-Headed Serpent’s body. Then the dragon opened its jaws and bit down on the serpent’s head. With a single bite, the entire head exploded into pieces, killing it on the spot. The ruined serpent body dissolved into specks of supernatural power and vanished from the void, while the thunder dragon rolled excitedly through the clouds before finally disappearing among them.

At the same time, in a certain stretch of sky above Japan, the ground was covered with savage beasts. They knelt in worship before a woman. Suddenly, a man standing beside her clutched his chest and spat out a large mouthful of black blood.

“Master, my avatar has been destroyed, and I have suffered severe injuries. I must go recover.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the man transformed into a pitch-black serpent a hundred zhang long and plunged into a massive cavern in the earth.

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