After countless years of searching, he found nothing until he sensed the revival of Spiritual Energy in the Primordial Heaven and Earth. He knew he couldn't wait any longer.

Thus, he chose a relatively conservative approach to fuse with this strand of purple qi. His idea was simple: once he fused with the purple qi, the remaining parts would eventually appear before him.

The plan seemed flawless, yet the moment he stepped out, he was unlucky enough to have his home stolen again. He manifested a sub-soul into Zeus intending to act steadily, but Nezha recklessly plunged into the Greek World, ultimately proving superior.

One could only say that age had caught up to him, taking away his youthful vigor.

Twice, opportunities slipped through his fingers—such is the Thunder God, always falling just a bit short.

Upon returning to the Primordial, the Thunder God was clueless about the major events that had occurred, so he set off for the East Sea Ancestor Dragon Hall to gather recent news and pinpoint who was causing trouble.

The Ancestor Dragon Hall was desolate; a group of Divine Dragons was still sightseeing in the Heavenly Domain, escorted by the Phoenix Clan!

The Thunder God met with the Ancestor Dragon, and since everything had disappeared, he saw no need to conceal further and narrated the entire tale.

The Ancestor Dragon felt a bit resigned but said nothing, knowing his brothers possessed Dragon Clan bloodline, yet their strength wasn't solely reliant on it. He was now clinging to his last breath, powerless to intervene.

He was the eldest brother among several dragons, but it didn't mean all the good things should go to the Ancestor Dragon. If he were at his peak, perhaps it would be different.

He linked the past events and easily deduced who had taken the Thunder God's Hongmeng Purple Qi.

After recounting the recent happenings, the Ancestor Dragon shared his deduction, and the Thunder God immediately understood, exclaiming with feeling, "Damn Phoenix Clan!"

To him, Nezha was merely a youngster, having a hard time entering his Thunder Marsh, let alone taking away his Hongmeng Purple Qi. It was surely the inherently evil Phoenix Clan behind it all!

The Thunder God was never known for his good temper, and now, knowing the culprit, how could he remain still?

The Ancestor Dragon promptly advised, mentioning Nezha's recent exploits—defeating the Ancestor of Nether River, capturing Nu Ba, among others—but the Thunder God wouldn't accept it.

"The Ancestor of Nether River has severely diminished cultivation, what skills does he have left? That Nu Ba is merely a brat unable to grasp her own Dao principles, Nezha is but a little kid, nothing to fear!"

The Ancestor Dragon wanted to persuade further, but ended with a sigh.

Back then, he was the leader because his fist was the strongest; now, in his current state, what use were words?

Nonetheless, after so many years of brotherhood, the Thunder God had indeed lived up to being his brother, so he finally said, "Third Brother, if you wish to go, I won't dissuade you any longer. Just if you can't win, conceding is no shame."

The Thunder God wanted to argue but glimpsed the Ancestor Dragon's aged appearance, and the once-vivid scene of the brothers' spirited oath seemed to fade.

His usually volatile temper softened.

"Rest assured, Elder Brother, I know my life is precious."

The Ancestor Dragon smiled contentedly, "Go ahead, go ahead, my Third Brother is invincible in the world."

The Thunder God laughed heartily, his voice full of bravado; he knew his elder brother wouldn't deceive him. But how could he swallow the bitterness of having his path to enlightenment snatched away?

Not even trying and immediately conceding, what kind of Thunder God would he be?

Having left the East Sea, the Thunder God did not head straight for the Heavenly Court to challenge. Knowing the Dragon Clan's plight, he didn't want to worsen the situation.

After a brief moment of reflection, he turned into a bolt of lightning and flew westward, soon locating his target—the four companions of Xuanzang.

Xuanzang and his companions were traveling peacefully, almost reaching Xiliang Country when suddenly the sky was shrouded in dark clouds. Sun Wukong noticed something amiss and immediately used his Eyes of Golden Flame to scan the sky, but detected no demon energy. He only felt a terrifying presence fixing its gaze on his master and fellow disciples.

"This is bad, run quickly!"

He grabbed his fellow disciples and was ready to flee. The Thunder God above no longer concealed himself, a dragon claw emerged from the clouds, seizing the four companions, binding them tightly with a sphere of thunder.

Besides Sun Wukong, the other three of Xuanzang's group felt their hearts racing, overpowered by the sheer life-force suppression. Sun Wukong's fur stood on end, but he wasn't one to resign himself to fate; he whipped out his Jingu Bang and swept it against the surrounding thunder.

Sizzle~~~~ Boom!

Lightning channeled through the Jingu Bang into Sun Wukong, severely injuring him in a flash! If not for the Saint's trait within, this strike could send him to reincarnation—or maybe no reincarnation would be needed at all.

The enraged Thunder God was in no mood to joke; Sun Wukong, whether a Shi Hou or a rubber monkey, could not feign injury before the Thunder God.

Seeing Sun Wukong's charred state, Xuanzang was full of worry.

"Wukong, Wukong, you mustn't be harmed."

"Big Brother!"

"Big Brother!"

The Thunder God took Xuanzang and his disciples but didn't venture far, merely melting a cave on a nearby mountain.

The purpose of capturing Xuanzang's disciples was clear: to attract Nezha and give himself a strategic retreat. The Dragon Clan was truly in decline, whether he admitted it or not. If defeated, he could conveniently join the Western Sect and offer the Dragon Clan a chance.

After so many years of brotherhood, he wouldn't watch his elder brother shoulder the burden of the Dragon Clan on his own.

Did you really think such an ancient existence would disregard everything at the moment of rage?

Of course, should Nezha prove insufficiently strong, he wouldn't be returning either; he might as well seize the Hongmeng Purple Qi and roam Chaos.

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