A phantom finger collided violently with the Thunderclap Tower. There was no rumbling, no lightning. Only a silent clash of two infinitely condensed forces. A wave of astonishment rippled through the crowd. The Thunderclap Tower had withstood the Demon Emperor’s strike. The weakened Demon Kings stared in horror and disbelief. The Demon Emperor’s phantom finger had actually been blocked. What kind of tower was this? How could it be so terrifying? For a couple of seconds, the world fell silent. A sound like shattering glass echoed. Far above Shenxia City, the sky split open, and a massive rift appeared, revealing the endless void beyond. From within, a dreadful aura seeped through, causing all class users to tremble uncontrollably. The clash between the Demon Emperor and the Thunderclap Tower had split open the sky. Their power was too overwhelming for the lower layer to contain. Fortunately, the rupture occurred far from the city and lasted only a couple of seconds. The Demon Emperor’s phantom finger vanished, and the Thunderclap Tower returned to its original place. It seemed to be a draw. Suddenly, Lin Moyu appeared outside the tower, then a fiery glow flickered in his palm. It was the Solidified Fire God’s Essence Blood. Skill: Summon Elemental Lich! The Fire Lich burst forth, streaking toward the Demon Kings in a trail of fire “No!” The Doom Demon King shrieked, trying to flee. Unfortunately, the Demon Kings now too weak. Although they realized what was happening, they were too slow to react. The Fire Lich crashed headlong into the Demon Emperor’s phantom finger outside the spatial passage. A thunderous explosion erupted. The Fire Lich self-destructed in a blaze of fire, a strike near to fake God-level. The five Demon Kings were swallowed by fire, their screams echoing in agony. Ordinarily, the Fire Lich’s detonation wouldn’t have hurt them. But after the blood sacrifice, they were vulnerable. This was enough to deal a fatal blow. The Demon Emperor's finger was wreathed in flames, yet remained utterly still, letting the fire burn without resistance. This level of fire couldn't harm it. Lin Moyu had anticipated this and wasn’t surprised. "The Fire God's fire..." Lin Moyu seemed to hear a voice, but it was so faint he wasn’t sure if it was real or imagined. Then, the Demon Emperor’s finger flicked lightly. Instantly, the flames engulfing the five Demon Kings vanished. The Demon Kings, now in a pitiful state, were drawn toward the Demon Emperor's finger. At the same time, the spatial channel expanded, swallowing them all. Moments later, both the spatial channel and the Demon Emperor’s finger disappeared. Lin Moyu didn’t attempt to stop it. Even if he had wanted to, it all happened too quickly. The blood ritual had summoned the Demon Emperor’s finger, only capable of a single attack. The entire city exhaled in collective relief. They had narrowly escaped death. One finger alone had suppressed the entire battlefield. Feng Yiming, feeling as if he'd survived a calamity, flew over to Lin Moyu, "Godly General Lin, we’re deeply indebted to you." Lin Moyu shook his head, "If not for me, the Demons wouldn’t have attacked Shenxia City in the first place. Fortunately, there were no casualties." Feng Yiming disagreed, "Killing Demons is the duty of all humankind. Godly General Lin, you're a role model we all aspire to emulate." Though both Feng Yiming and Feng Xiu were from the Feng Family, the former's flattery was on another level. Lin Moyu said, "I’d like to study the Thunderclap Tower. Do I have your permission, Commander Feng?" "Of course." Feng Yiming replied immediately, "Please, feel free." The Thunderclap Tower stood year-round in the city, admired daily. But only a select few were permitted to enter. Lin Moyu was one of them. As Lin Moyu stepped into the Thunderclap Tower, the city’s military teleportation formation lit up. Three powerful figures emerged, each a God-level expert. After receiving Feng Yiming's call for help, they first headed to the deep layer, then descended to the lower layer through spatial passages, and finally teleported to Shenxia City via Teleportation Stones. From the moment they received the call for help to their arrival, only 10 minutes had passed. They had assumed Shenxia City could hold out that long. But unexpectedly, by the time they arrived, the battle was already over. Feng Yiming stepped forward and respectfully saluted the three, "Shenxia City Legion’s Legion Commander Feng Yiming greets the three Sirs." All three were God-level powerhouses from the military. One was Feng Xingjian, an elder from the Feng Family and relative of Feng Yiming. The other two were brothers—Tan Xinxia and Tan Xinqiu. Tan Xinxia and Tan Xinqiu immediately went to inspect the battlefield. "Yiming, no need for formality." Feng Xingjian said, "Is the battle truly over? The Demons have retreated?" By seniority, Feng Xingjian was Feng Yiming’s uncle. His tone was relaxed, carrying a sense of informality. Feng Yiming said, “Yes, we were lucky Godly General Lin was here. He took control of the Thunderclap Tower and repelled the Demon army.” “Godly General Lin?” Feng Xingjian looked puzzled. Among all the godly generals he knew, none had the surname Lin. Feng Yiming clarified, “It's Godly General Lin Moyu.” “Lin Moyu? So it’s him.” Of course, Feng Xingjian had heard of Lin Moyu, and he was quite curious about him Lin Moyu was the youngest godly general in human history, having slain the Fire Demon King before even reaching level 48—a miraculous feat that surpassed many established God-level powerhouses. Suddenly, Feng Xingjian’s eyes widened, “You mean Lin Moyu is actually here? Isn’t he only around level 50?” Feng Yiming nodded, “When Godly General Lin first arrived, he was level 52. He’s now level 53. According to him, it was an accident that brought him to the lower layer.” “He’s inside the Thunderclap Tower. He said he wants to study it.” By now, the two God-level experts who had arrived with Feng Xingjian had already surveyed the area around Shenxia City. They found Demon corpses scattered everywhere. It was clear the battle had been fierce, though its conclusion seemed rather sudden. Feng Xingjian asked, “Yiming, tell us everything that happened.” Feng Yiming recounted the events in detail. The three God-level experts listened, repeatedly sighing in amazement. They had long known how powerful the Thunderclap Tower was. In the right hands, it could challenge and even kill God-level experts. Lin Moyu had done exactly that. Not only had he slain a Demon King, but he’d also forced five Demon Kings to perform a blood sacrifice, summoning the Demon Emperor’s finger. Even the Demon Emperor's finger could only fight the Thunderclap Tower to a draw. The entire sequence of events sounded like a myth. When the tale ended, Feng Xingjian couldn’t help but smile, “Looks like we really are getting old.” One of the other God-level experts snorted, “Bai Yiyuan got lucky, taking in such a disciple.” “Say that to Bai Yiyuan’s face and see if he doesn’t beat you up.” “So what if I can’t beat him? I’ll still say what needs to be said.” “Alright, alright. You’re the bravest.” As the three bantered, they reached the square. They had already seen the towering red beam. It was clear Lin Moyu had obtained a second Primordial Rune. As God-level experts, they knew far more than Feng Yiming. They understood that Primordial Runes couldn’t be earned by effort alone. Many complex factors were involved, things that couldn’t be put into words. All they could do now was admire him. "Godly General Lin is truly blessed with great fortune." "Two Primordial Runes—throughout history, only a handful have achieved that." "And every one of them reached at least level 96, entering the ranks of high-tier God-level powerhouses." Among God-level experts, clear distinctions existed between tiers: level 90 to 92 were low-tier, level 93 to 95 were mid-tier, and level 96 to 98 were high-tier. Each level represented a significant leap in strength. For example, Bai Yiyuan and Meng Anwen had already reached the peak of level 95, just one step away from high-tier. Level 98, however, held unique significance. While still considered high-tier, those who reached the peak of level 98 began to touch an entirely different realm. Despite technically still being level 98, the combat power surged dramatically. Such individuals were known as half-step Transcendent God-level powerhouses. Level 99 was also classified as half-step Transcendent God-level. As for true Transcendent God-level powerhouses, not a single one had appeared in the past 1,000 years. According to historical records, individuals like Lin Moyu—who had obtained two Primordial Runes—were exceedingly rare. Without exception, their lowest recorded achievement was level 96. Lin Moyu was destined to reach that level as well. The three exchanged glances. In their eyes, Lin Moyu’s status had subtly shifted. Meanwhile, within the Thunderclap Tower, Lin Moyu was now in deep communion with the Thunder Core. The space where the Thunder Core was located remained shrouded in lightning. Earlier, while controlling the Thunderclap Tower, he had noticed something unusual, something that sparked his curiosity.