Cultivating Immortals in Two Realms, I Possessed the Primordial Thunder Vine

Chapter 58 The Thunder Department! Fujigami

Although the sound of prayer could be heard, and it seemed to be not far away, in fact, somewhere in the vast wilderness, a primitive tribe struggling to survive was offering sacrifices and prayers to a Nine Heavens Thunder Vine, which was as thick as a water bucket and resembled a giant golden python.

They are holding a grand sacrificial ceremony in order to obtain the protection of the Nine Heavens Thunder Vine in this way.

In fact, a large number of incredibly powerful creatures lived in the prehistoric era. Although the barbarians were able to establish themselves on this vast prehistoric continent by creating tools, the extremely harsh environment forced them to seek the protection of even more powerful beings.

The tribe, named Luo Lei, adopted a branch of the Nine Heavens Thunder Vine as their tribal totem, seeking the protection of the divine vine.

"The object of their sacrifice is the Nine Heavens Thunder Vine?! But why am I experiencing this ritual?!"

"It's a strange feeling, like a second-person perspective. Could that Nine Heavens Thunder Vine be a branch that split off from my current body?"

"How should this be classified? A clone of a clone! Or perhaps, a offspring of the ancestral vine in Thundercloud Valley..."

Xu Changjun sensed the sound with some confusion. It came intermittently, the devout sacrificial chants of the barbarians from the Thunderfall Tribe, and a grand sacrificial ceremony.

As he sensed it, an unprecedented energy inexplicably surged from the void, like wisps of smoke enveloping his soul.

His spirits lifted, and he felt his mind clearer, which then transformed into a warm current that circulated within his soul.

Although the energy was still quite weak and he couldn't feel the changes it brought, Xu Changjun had a vague feeling that as the believers became more devout, this mysterious power from the ritual would bring him unprecedented benefits.

"If I can respond to them, perhaps it will make these barbarians more devout..."

As Xu Changjun was thinking this, he suddenly felt as if his consciousness had fallen into a huge vortex and was being pulled in by a powerful force.

Xu Changjun's own spiritual power was too weak, and he was completely powerless to resist. He was immediately trapped in it, but when he came to his senses, what greeted him was not a storm, but a strange state that was almost nothingness, and his whole body was in a phantom state.

In this state, he seemed to be able to perceive everything, yet he was also high above and beyond everything.

He could sense just how magnificent the ancestral vine of the Nine Heavens Thunder God Vine beneath him was. It reached the heavens and the earth, its height unseen, almost penetrating the Netherworld and piercing straight into the clouds.

In the next instant, he clearly saw that within the Thunder God Ancestral Vine, which was nowhere in the darkness, a slender golden thread pierced straight into the void, connecting to an unknown destination, and was shining brightly.

As soon as his gaze drew near, his entire consciousness was immediately drawn to it, and he was able to sense the state of the Thunderclap Division, which was thousands of miles away.

This golden thread was clearly aimed at the Nine Heavens Thunder God Vine plant that was being worshipped by the Thunder God Department.

"Devout believers of the Thunderclap Sect, my name is 'Eternal Green Ancestor.' You shall worship me as your venerable one, venerate me as your god, and kneel before me for eternal life, only then will you attain your goal."

At that very moment, for some unknown reason, Xu Changjun inexplicably transmitted his consciousness to the other party.

Above the Thundercloud Valley, surrounded by mountains on three sides, a bolt of lightning descended from the sky, its dazzling brilliance shattering the void, and a blinding light fell upon the Thunder God Vine.

In an instant, a tingling sensation surged, and strands of lightning coiled around the vines. Xu Changjun's will was instantly jolted out of that wondrous state and fell back into the Thunder God Ancestral Vine.

The lightning flashed and flowed into the void, disappearing into thin air. In an instant, it landed on the scene that appeared in Xu Changjun's mind, on the altar of the Thunder God, and on the Nine Heavens Thunder God Vine clone that was worshipped by countless barbarian priests.

"It worked?!"

Xu Changjun was dumbfounded. He didn't know how he had done it. He just felt that it was a natural thing and that he had only tried it briefly. He never expected to succeed on his first try.

His consciousness, attached to the Thunder God Ancestral Vine in Thundercloud Valley, transcended an infinite distance and was able to directly respond to the prayers of the barbarian tribe's believers.

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Meanwhile, in the Thunderstorm Division.

"Chieftain, will the totem vine spirit respond?"

After a long while, there was still no movement around the altar, which caused the barbarians of the entire Thunderclap Tribe to sigh in despair.

The barbarian next to the chief asked in a low voice, his dark, rough face showing obvious regret.

As the weakest tribe in the surrounding area, they lacked the response of their totem, which prevented them from awakening a more powerful bloodline force beyond their strong physique, and they were constantly oppressed by other tribes.

That's why they went everywhere to seek help from gods and ancestors, hoping so sincerely for a response from the totem, in order to change the fate of the tribe and have the power to resist.

Unfortunately, despite repeated prayers and the offering of the entire tribe's resources and food, no response was received.

They had failed too many times and were disheartened. Perhaps the entire tribe would perish and never receive a response from any totem again.

Most people in the tribe began to lose faith.

"The vine spirit will surely hear our prayers and bestow divine grace!"

The chieftain of the Thunderclap tribe, a tall barbarian, said decisively.

"But?"

"No buts!"

The leader of the Thunderclap tribe had a resolute expression, and his attitude gradually restored the confidence of his people.

Just as he stood up, about to say something inspiring, his expression suddenly changed, and he stared intently at the terrifying lightning totem wrapped around the towering ancient tree in front of the altar.

This is the most powerful life form within a thousand miles. Although it appears to be sitting motionless in this place, no ferocious beasts, monsters, or evil creatures within a hundred miles dare to approach it.

Countless tribes once offered sacrifices, begging for the favor of the vine god.

However, this place has been passed down for centuries, and no tribe has ever succeeded. Some even offended the vine god, who then struck down thousands of golden lightning bolts, turning them into ashes.

The entire tribe never recovered and was completely wiped out.

Therefore, from then on, few tribes dared to offend this place, foolishly hoping to gain the favor of the vine god.

The Thunderclap Division had reached this point because they had no other choice.

If they are not blessed by the totem, their entire tribe will surely perish in the coming great calamity of evil.

Stab it!

A silver current slid down from the void, thunder roared in the clear sky, and the whole world seemed to tremble.

(End of this chapter)