However, from Leiming’s memories, it was learned that the Leizong sect harbored numerous factions, divided into hundreds of distinct halls.
These halls were powerful, essentially fragmenting the Leizu people.
Among them, ten halls stood out as the strongest.
Lei Wanshan belonged to the Punishment Hall, while Lei Ming was an independent disciple of the sect, not affiliated with any hall.
What exactly was the Leizu ancestor doing? He established the Leizong sect but never took any interest in it—could there be some great secret involved?
Since the founding of Leizong, these halls had already existed, yet there was no one to manage them. According to the Leizu ancestor’s decree, the strongest individuals would hold the highest positions.
Thus, the first batch of powerful individuals seized control of these halls, gathering more strength and standing in opposition to other halls.
Lin Fan had a grand plan in mind.
“Lei Ming, it seems I’ll have to wrong you a bit,” Lin Fan muttered, needing one method to hide himself even deeper.
That method was forcibly stealing Lei Ming’s Leizu bloodline to prevent the Leizu ancestor from discovering anything in case of future troubles.
Extracting the bloodline like unraveling silk from a river of blood, Lin Fan stripped it from Lei Ming and grafted it onto himself.
At the same time, he suppressed his original bloodline deep within.
“This should be much safer now. With the Leizu bloodline, even if a supreme being attempts to unravel my essence, they won’t discover my true identity.”
…
After being reprimanded by Lei Ming, Lei Wanshan naturally couldn’t let go of his anger.
In the Punishment Hall.
“Brother Senior Wan Zun…” Lei Wanshan knelt on the floor, not daring to lift his head, for sitting before him was Lei Wan zun, the deputy hall master of the Punishment Hall.
“Lift your face,” Lei Wan zun commanded, his voice filled with supreme authority that left no room for defiance.
“Brother…” Lei Wanshan raised his head, his eyes brimming with fury.
“What happened to your face? Who hit you?” Lei Wan zun asked, slightly taken aback at seeing Wanshan’s face swollen like a pig’s.
Lei Wanshan was a cultivator at the tenth rank of Divine Heaven, an Eternal God, whose injuries would heal instantly. Yet this facial wound seemed to contain some mysterious force he couldn’t dispel.
“It was that independent disciple, Lei Ming. Please, Senior Brother Wan zun, grant me justice,” Lei Wanshan pleaded.
“Hmph, you’re truly useless. You couldn’t even subdue a mere independent disciple. If it weren’t for our blood relation, you wouldn’t even know where you’d be by now,” Lei Wan zun scolded.
Lei Wanshan kept his head lowered, not daring to reply. They were half-brothers, sharing the same father but different mothers.
But his older brother was immensely powerful, now a Sovereign-level expert.
Back when they were oppressed by the ancient clans, his brother had already been a formidable figure among the Leizu. After the ancestor’s return and the retreat of the ancient clans, his brother soared to new heights, becoming one of the most powerful figures in Leizong within just a few years.
“Fine, leave now. Tomorrow, accompany the Punishment Hall members and capture this Lei Ming,” Lei Wan zun ordered.
“Yes, thank you, Senior Brother Wan zun,” Lei Wanshan kowtowed gratefully, his heart filled with joy. With his brother’s intervention, that Lei Ming would be nothing more than a plaything in his hands.
The news of Lei Wanshan’s defeat in the independent territories quickly spread.
To the leaders of certain halls, Lei Wanshan was just a minor figure, but for others, it was a matter worth pondering.
Among the halls with the most enmity toward the Punishment Hall, the Holy Thunder Hall was particularly lively.
“Who exactly is this Lei Ming?” asked a woman seated in the grand hall, dressed in white robes adorned with thunder patterns.
This woman was breathtakingly beautiful, with an elegant posture exuding immense power.
Her cultivation was terrifyingly formidable, and between her delicate fingers flickered streaks of purple lightning.
She was the Holy Master of the Holy Thunder Hall.
“Reporting to the Holy Master, Lei Ming is an independent disciple at the tenth rank of Divine Heaven, an Eternal God. He used to be humble and low-key, often mocked by Lei Wanshan. But after returning from outside recently, he seemed completely transformed, directly subduing Lei Wanshan. It’s likely that Lei Wanshan has already gone to the Punishment Hall.”
The speaker was the Holy Master’s personal disciple, also at the tenth rank of Divine Heaven cultivation. However, her aura was far more formidable than Lei Wanshan’s.
Despite being at the same cultivation level, if Lei Wanshan were to fight her, he would likely be instantly slain.
“Tomorrow, lead a group to find this Lei Ming and invite him to join the Holy Thunder Hall,” the Holy Master ordered.
“Holy Master, the Punishment Hall won’t let this disciple go easily. If we recruit him, wouldn’t that…” Lei Qingxuan hesitated.
“Hehe,” the Holy Master’s red lips curled slightly, “What the Punishment Hall wants to punish, the Holy Thunder Hall will protect. This Lei Ming dared to act boldly, so he must have some confidence. Let’s bring him over and make him serve the Holy Thunder Hall.”
“Yes, Holy Master,” Qingxuan nodded.
The next day!
Lin Fan hadn’t slept all night, constantly thinking of strategies. Leizong wasn’t quite what he had imagined. However, the Leizu ancestor’s indifference toward Leizong gave Lin Fan an opportunity.
The more powerful one was, the higher their position.
Well then, this Emperor would use sheer force to crush everything, then stir up some trouble for the Leizu ancestor.
Heh heh…
“Lei Ming, you bastard, come out!”
Suddenly, a furious shout echoed from outside.
Lei Wanshan stood there arrogantly, roaring toward the house.
This time, Lei Wanshan had brought senior members from the Punishment Hall. If Lei Ming dared to strike again, he would truly be inviting disaster.
If he surrendered quietly, Lei Wanshan would definitely torture the annoying fellow thoroughly.
Yesterday’s humiliation was unforgivable.
Many independent disciples gathered around, and upon seeing Lei Wanshan accompanied by Punishment Hall seniors, their hearts were filled with fear.
Although Leizong had many halls, the Punishment Hall was among the top in power.
Very few halls could rival it.
It was a dominant force within Leizong.
Lin Fan pushed the door open and stepped out.
“What are you shouting about? Have you forgotten yesterday’s lesson?” Lin Fan strode out fearlessly, not even regarding the Punishment Hall.
“Hmph, Lei Ming, this time the Punishment Hall seniors are here. Let’s see how brave you are. Just come along quietly,” Lei Wanshan sneered.
Lin Fan glanced at the people behind Lei Wanshan. Their cultivation levels were nothing special—only eighth and ninth ranks of Divine Heaven, quite weak.
But the Punishment Hall’s reputation was formidable, and disciples within Leizong truly dared not resist.
“It seems I was too lenient yesterday. Today, I should teach you a proper lesson,” Lin Fan said with a smile, showing no fear of the Punishment Hall.
The surrounding disciples were shocked upon witnessing this. Could it be that Senior Lei Ming intended to confront the Punishment Hall?
“Have you eaten the heart of a lion and the gall of a leopard?” Lei Wanshan roared, seeing Lei Ming daring to challenge them again.
These were seniors from the Punishment Hall! How dare this guy fight back?
“Hehe!” Lin Fan chuckled, still unimpressed.
“Stop!”
At that moment, a female voice rang out.
Seeing the newcomers, Lei Wanshan’s eyes flickered with surprise.
Why had those Holy Thunder Hall women come here?
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