Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

Zhang Yi stood atop the high platform, brandishing his magic sword like a general directing his troops, constantly sending out soldiers and applying status effects to the thunder generals above.

The other senior disciples around him stepped in the Seven Stars Step, chanted incantations, and performed rituals with all their might to assist him in commanding divine power and maintaining the operation of the altar.

The people guarding the altar and the children in charge of the rituals behind them stared at them with tense expressions.

The war between the Thirty-Six Thunder Generals and Tsukuyomi took place within the clouds. Many of them could not directly see the situation above, only the rolling clouds and the rumbling thunder.

However, seeing Zhang Yi and the other high-ranking martial artists from Longhu Mountain with their brows furrowed, tense, and even covered in sweat, they could roughly guess that the situation above was probably not good, or rather, extremely tense.

They wanted to help, but at this stage of the ritual, their role was already minimal.

Now, all they can do is silently pray in their hearts. Some are even quietly reciting the Pure Land Sutra and the Heavenly Scripture.

The Tian Tong Bible is a collection of scriptures compiled by Wang Ai, who organized various sayings of Zhang Zhiwei and the names of various guardian deities of the Tian Tong Church. Although the content is somewhat of a hodgepodge, it has a comforting power in the hearts of believers.

Zhang Yi recited the imperial edict, brandished his magic sword, and occasionally threw out a token.

He stared at the ever-changing sky, then looked around at the incense sticks, each as tall as a person.

Previously, the light curtain formed by the smoke from the incense could clearly reflect the scene inside. But now, it is shrouded in a bluish-green flame, and nothing can be seen. It is also unknown what Zhang Zhiwei's current situation is.

"You brat, you've weathered so many storms, I hope you don't capsize in this one," he muttered to himself. Although he knew Zhang Zhiwei was incredibly powerful, as an elder, he couldn't help but worry, no matter how strong the younger generation was.

Meanwhile, the Shinto High Priest, seated atop the altar, held the damaged Yata no Kagami (Eight-Span Mirror) and performed rituals, bestowing more power of faith upon Tsukuyomi.

Above the clouds, the Thirty-Six Thunder Generals and the Japanese demons and gods, including Tsukuyomi, were engaged in a chaotic battle, clashing repeatedly in a terrifying display.

This level of battle is beyond the reach of ordinary superhumans.

Tsukuyomi floated high in the sky, radiating a cold and eerie moonlight. He raised his hands, and wherever the moonlight shone, bridges, streets, buildings, and even clouds, air, and water on the ground...

Everything was drawn up into the sky by an invisible, terrifying gravitational force!

As one of the main gods of Japan, he also had his own pride. Originally, he wanted to defeat the thirty-six thunder generals head-on with overwhelming force, and then deal with the insignificant ants below as easily as crushing ants.

But after a fierce battle, he still hadn't managed to defeat the thirty-six Thunder Generals. This made him somewhat impatient.

He attributed his inability to conquer the area to the ants below. In his view, it was the existence of the altar below that was continuously applying a status effect to the thirty-six lightning-wielding demons, preventing him from taking down the enemy.

"Since that's the case... then let's kill these ants first!"

Tsukuyomi changed my mind.

He gathered all the debris he had collected—uprooted towering trees, half a reinforced concrete house, and even abandoned cars—into a suspended mountain of garbage. Then, he pointed at the crowd around the altar and suddenly waved his hand!

The mountain of garbage crashed down on the altar wave after wave, like a raging storm!

The earth-shattering scene terrified the ritual attendants around the altar, who screamed in panic and panicked.

However, the apologists around who had experienced the previous bombing of Tiantong Church by the Marines were much calmer.

We've been through a barrage of artillery fire, so what's falling rocks and pieces of wood now is nothing!
The other martial uncles also joined the fray. Zhang Shoucheng shattered a boulder with a palm strike of lightning, and Yi Qian split a large tree in two with a single sword strike…

With everyone working together, they smashed countless stones, tiles, bricks, and wooden beams before finally quelling the attack.

But soon, Tsukuyomi made another move!
The moonlight he emitted possessed an even more terrifying allure. The ground was ripped into horrific scars by that gravitational pull, as if the earth itself were groaning in agony.

Immediately afterwards, the rubble that had been sucked into the sky crashed down like a storm!

In an instant, the surrounding area was a vast expanse of white, making it impossible to distinguish east from west. All sorts of objects filled the sky and earth, and these objects, like swords, spears, and halberds, rushed towards the altar with a whistling sound, slashing and thrusting in various ways!
The senior disciples could only do their best to cope.

Among the senior disciples were several skilled in Qimen Dunjia (a form of divination), and one of them used the "Eight Gates Transport" technique to move various falling rocks to a distant location.
Some used the "Earth River Chariot" technique, which raised thick earthen walls from the ground, forming a solid barrier above the altar and firmly blocking the stones.

The heavenly thunder gods, seeing this, were furious and wanted to rush down to their aid, but were firmly blocked by Tsukuyomi and the demons under his command.

Previously, Tsukuyomi was engaged in direct combat with the Thunder Generals. But now, Tsukuyomi turned his attention to the ritual personnel on the ground, and he began to retreat while fighting, avoiding direct confrontation with the Thunder Generals.

The current situation is that defeating Lei Jiang is an extremely difficult task for him. However, holding them off shouldn't be too much of a problem.

The Thunder Generals were unable to protect the altar in time, and the senior disciples could only do their best to resist the attacks that came down like knives and axes time and time again.

On the other side, inside the scene.

Zhang Zhiwei and the "National Advisor" are fighting against the typhoon.

The wind came fiercely, but without the interference of those karmic vengeful spirits, Zhang Zhiwei began to deal with it with ease.

He and the "Grand Master" had a clear division of labor. He was responsible for breaking down the large storm clusters, while the "Grand Master" was responsible for eliminating the remaining ones. Because they were in the midst of the omnipresent storms, even after dispersing most of the raging winds, they still had a considerable effect on tempering themselves.

The seven generations of the God World, who were observing from a distance, were all dumbfounded by what they saw.

"That demon... is actually about to successfully transcend its tribulation?!" Izanami exclaimed in shock.

“It won’t be that easy. Fate can be defied, but it cannot be defeated. It depends on his choices,” Izanagi said.

Izanami glared at him fiercely, looking at Izanagi's face, recalling the sweet days they had shared, and the fear, determination, and ruthlessness he felt upon seeing her. She could no longer suppress her malice and resentment, and suddenly attacked Izanagi. However, with all seven generations of gods gathered here, and Izanagi far away from Izanami, she was stopped by the other gods as soon as she made her move. This was not the time for infighting.

At this moment, Zhang Zhiwei, at the epicenter of the storm, had golden flames surging in his eyes, and his double pupils flashed with an all-seeing light.

The ability of "double pupils" was gained after the great fire during his last tribulation, and it is also a manifestation of his life being tempered to the extreme. It is precisely because of the double pupils that his perception has greatly increased.

He looked up at the raging storm overhead. Although the storm was still raging, judging from the current situation, it was a foregone conclusion that he would survive it.

However, although the tribulation was no longer in doubt, he could vaguely see an even greater tribulation lurking behind him, giving him a feeling that it was neither coming nor going, as if it would not come, yet as if it was about to come.

"This feeling..."

Zhang Zhiwei was somewhat puzzled. He casually cleaved away a few incoming gusts of wind and glanced at the "Imperial Advisor".

The "Imperial Advisor" is currently locked in a fierce battle with the wind disaster, and is even at a disadvantage. His strength is far inferior to Zhang Zhiwei's, so the wind disaster is still quite challenging for him.

Zhang Zhiwei's earlier slackness had left the "National Preceptor" in dire straits several times, which greatly displeased him. He had come to help the Big-Faced Thief through his tribulation, yet the Big-Faced Thief was slacking off; this was unacceptable.

Seeing that the "Grand Preceptor" was struggling to cope, Zhang Zhiwei quickly stepped in to help alleviate most of the pressure. With the pressure greatly reduced, the "Grand Preceptor" no longer had time to pursue Zhang Zhiwei's earlier slackness.

While the "Grand Preceptor" was locked in combat with Bifeng, Zhang Zhiwei glanced at the Seven Generations of Gods watching from afar. He noticed that the Seven Generations of Gods seemed to be fighting amongst themselves. Naturally, he wouldn't be polite to these Japanese demons and gods, so he forcibly summoned a wisp of Bifeng and struck it at the Japanese demons and gods.

When facing natural disasters, outsiders should not intervene, otherwise it will cause a chain reaction. However, natural disasters can affect others.

The gust of wind that Zhang Zhiwei threw out quickly grew larger after leaving his hand, soon transforming into a tornado that swept towards the seventh generation of the Eastern Gods.

Because Zhang Zhiwei's body was still enveloped in a large amount of Samadhi True Fire, when he threw out this Bifeng, a lot of Samadhi True Fire was also swept into it.

Fueled by the wind, the fire quickly rose in the Samadhi True Fire, turning the gust of wind into a fire tornado.

The fire tornado was enormous. The seventh generation of the God Realm, who had just resolved their internal strife, was shocked and hurriedly and frantically tried to deal with it, using their abilities to form a barrier in front of them in an attempt to block and separate the Samadhi True Fire.

Unexpectedly, the barrier they had set up was burned through as soon as it came into contact with the flames. Not only that, the flames, like a snake striking a stick, continued to burn up the barrier.

Faced with the terrifying Samadhi Fire, Izanami screamed and ran the fastest.

She was burned to death by the fire god's flames when she was giving birth to him, and she was terrified of fire. In addition, she had previously tested the power of the Samadhi True Fire, so she retreated immediately.

The other gods of the seven generations of the Divine World also used various means to block them while quickly retreating.

But just when all the gods were preoccupied with other matters, Izanami, who was fleeing for her life, suddenly turned around, revealing her hideous face that had been burned beyond recognition by flames, and viciously pounced on Izanagi.

As Izanagi ran, he used his skills to defend against the incoming Samadhi Fire Tornado, but he didn't expect that Izanami would pounce on him at this moment. By the time he came to his senses, Izanami's ferocious, terrifying, and ugly face was already close at hand.

He screamed and instinctively tried to push her away, but it was too late. Izanami suddenly hugged him tightly. He tried to struggle but couldn't break free. He raised the Amanuma Spear in his hand, intending to stab Izanami to death with one spear.

But Izanami didn't give him a chance to fight back. Instead, she grabbed him and rushed towards the fire tornado behind her. The two of them disappeared into it.

This fire tornado possesses the power of both the Bifeng Wind and the Samadhi True Fire, both of which have a strong ability to suppress spiritual entities such as the soul. With this combined attack, even those beings with extremely high status in Japanese mythology cannot withstand it.

Amidst the raging flames and fierce winds, Izanagi let out a heart-wrenching scream. He frantically shoved Izanami, trying to escape from the fire tornado. But Izanami held him tightly, and he couldn't push her away even slightly.

Izanami seemed intent on taking him down with her, laughing heartily as she carried Izanagi toward the center of the flames.

Under the combined attack of the Bifeng and the Samadhi True Fire, the two gods were ultimately reduced to ashes.

In fact, these gods, born from their faith, can be reborn even if they are reduced to ashes, as long as the faith remains and the most devout believers are still around.

Just like the sacred tree in the story, after being destroyed by Behemoth, it was reborn in the believers.

However, even if one can be reborn, being completely burned to death by the Samadhi Fire is still a serious injury that can cause severe damage and takes many years to recover.

Upon seeing this, the other seven generations of gods and spirits disregarded everything and scattered in all directions, disappearing without a trace.

Zhang Zhiwei ignored these scoundrels. They can run away, but they can't hide. The lineage is here; where can they go?

He continued to undergo tribulation with the "National Preceptor," while spreading the Samadhi True Fire further, making the entire lineage burn even more fiercely.

At the same time, Zhang Zhiwei also became aware of the situation outside.

The light screen on the incense burner can not only project the scene inside the interior onto the outside world, but also allow people to observe the situation outside through that light screen.

He noticed that the situation at the altar was becoming increasingly dangerous. If he didn't intervene, his uncles should be fine, since they were all possessed by spirits, and there were also thirty-six thunder generals in the sky. At most, they would be in a sorry state. However, the attendants responsible for the rituals at the altar and the believers around them might suffer heavy casualties.

These children were there to help him with his rituals, so Zhang Zhiwei naturally had to protect them.

Currently, Zhang Zhiwei resides in the spiritual realm, while his senior martial brothers reside in the real world. Influencing the real world from the spiritual realm is a very complicated matter, and generally impossible.

This is why those who have mastered the Great Luo Insight technique rarely have a direct impact on others. However, this is achieved through brute force.

If we use a different method, we can easily project the power. (End of Chapter)