Chapter 1 Thunder Tribulation

The sky was covered in dark clouds, punctuated by flashes of lightning, as if gathering a world-destroying thunder.

On the ground, there were potholes everywhere, the result of being struck by lightning. In one of the larger craters, a charred and tattered young man lay motionless.

Wan Lei laboriously opened his eyes, looked at the dark clouds above, and sighed.

"Damn Loki, I will personally kill you to avenge myself!"

Wan Lei's angry voice was weak.

He was all too familiar with the lightning in the sky; it was the Thunder of Heavenly Punishment.

In his previous life, he was the God of Thunder of the Moral Continent, in charge of heavenly punishment, punishing evil and promoting good. He used this Thunder of Heavenly Punishment.

However, his younger brother, the Evil God Loki, jealous of his position and authority, tricked him into drinking fake wine and tampered with his Hammer of Thunder.

This led to the thunderbolts striking back at him when he executed heavenly punishment, and he was struck dead by his own lightning.

Yes, who the hell would believe it if the story got out, that the dignified God of Thunder was struck dead by lightning?

But that was the way things were. When he woke up again, he found that his soul had transmigrated into the body of a young man named Wan Lei.

At the same time, he also obtained Wan Lei's memories.

In this world, there was also heavenly punishment, and Wan Lei was a good-for-nothing young master who did all kinds of evil. Because he committed too many evils, he eventually attracted heavenly punishment.

People like Wan Lei, in his previous life, would have been struck dead by him countless times.

And now, retribution had come swiftly. Perhaps because he had struck down too many evil people, he had transmigrated into the person he hated the most.

"Finally, after so much difficulty, I get a second chance at life, but not only do I transmigrate into this good-for-nothing, but I'm also about to be struck dead. Great Odin, what exactly has your son done to suffer such a heavenly condemnation?"

Wan Lei smiled wryly, looked at the thunderbolts crashing down from the sky, but couldn't move at all, and could only resist it head-on.

The rumbling thunder exploded on his body, and the intense pain made him scream.

His injuries worsened.

His body was covered in flickering electric light, which seeped into his body.

"That's not right, I can absorb this thunderous power and turn it to my own use.

That's right, although my physical body is no longer the Body of Thunder, my soul is still the Soul of Thunder, and my compatibility with the power of the thunder element is infinite."

Wan Lei was overjoyed when he sensed the faint thunder power that had appeared within his body.

At the same time, he also discovered that in this world, the power of the thunder element was extremely active and abundant, coupled with his perfect compatibility and manipulation of thunder.

This place would become his paradise.

But the premise was that he had to survive this heavenly punishment.

"It's just that this damned body is too weak, and the thunder power it can absorb is too little. I will use the thunder power to repair my body, and then absorb more thunder power, hoping to survive this heavenly punishment before I am struck dead."

Perhaps, he wouldn't have to die this time.

Wan Lei supported his body with the thunder power within him, stood up unsteadily, saw the bodies of a dozen or so guards lying on the pitted ground around him, and also saw the Hammer of Thunder not far away.

Overjoyed, he immediately reached out his hand to summon the Hammer of Thunder. However, the Hammer of Thunder, which had always been as easy to control as an arm and a finger, did not fly back into his hand this time.

Filled with doubt, Wan Lei staggered to the Hammer of Thunder, picked it up, and examined it carefully, seeing the nine dim thunder-shaped patterns on it.

"Old friend, did you bring me here? Unfortunately, your origin has been over-consumed. Don't worry, I will relight the nine Divine Thunder Runes for you."

Wan Lei gripped the Hammer of Thunder in his hand, raised it high, and roared as he faced the thunderbolts crashing down.

Boom!!!

The thunder struck down on his head, illuminating the sky, entered the Hammer of Thunder, and instantly spread throughout Wan Lei's body.

He was extremely familiar with heavenly punishment. The heavenly punishment in this world was not controlled by gods, but was completely executed by the instinct of the will of the Heavenly Dao.

This kind of heavenly punishment usually came in nine waves. After nine times, if he wasn't dead, the heavenly punishment would disappear.

Unlike his previous life, when he executed heavenly punishment himself, he wouldn't stop until the person being punished was struck dead.

"The previous body was struck dead by the first wave of heavenly punishment. I woke up and welcomed the second wave, and just now was the third wave. The most important thing is, my hammer…"

Wan Lei looked at the Hammer of Thunder in his hand. The first thunder pattern, which was originally dim, already had a faint glow.

This also indicated that not only could he rely on absorbing thunder to restore his strength from his previous life, but the Hammer of Thunder could also absorb thunder to restore its own Divine Thunder Runes.

The Divine Thunder Runes could not only bring him supernatural powers, but also allow him to control the authority of the Heavenly Dao's heavenly punishment.

The fourth wave of heavenly punishment arrived, and Wan Lei laughed wildly as he rushed to meet it.

The fifth wave… the sixth wave…

Soon, all nine heavenly punishments had struck down, and his injuries had not only not worsened, but had even healed somewhat.

This was all thanks to his Soul of Thunder, which could absorb the power of thunder and turn it into his own use, and this thunder power could also help him recover from his injuries.

Feeling that he had recovered a little strength in his body, Wan Lei couldn't help but feel high-spirited, feeling that the future was promising.

"When I recover to my full strength, when all nine Divine Thunder Runes of the Hammer of Thunder are restored, it will be when I break through the void and return to the Moral Continent.

My dear brother, Evil God Loki, are you ready to be tied to the Thunder God Mountain of Asgard by me and suffer the pain of ten thousand years of thunderous punishment?"

Looking at the beautiful rivers and mountains below, Wan Lei couldn't help but feel a surge of pride, his chuunibyou exploding, and he shouted loudly:

"This world, I, the son of Odin, the father of the gods, the God of Thunder, have come to conquer you."

"It's the young master's voice, coming from the top of the mountain."

"Yes, you heard me right, it is indeed the young master, quickly report to the family head."

From the dense forest at the foot of the mountain, there were a few happy shouts.

Before long, Wan Lei saw a white-clothed man in the distance, handsome and dashing, coming through the air.

Behind him, there were also several cultivators flying on swords.

"Lei'er, you confounded thing, what are you doing running here for no reason? Was it you who caused the thunder tribulation just now?"

The white-clothed man landed in front of Wan Lei and said angrily.

In fact, without asking, he could see that Wan Lei in front of him was charred and tattered, looking like he had been struck by lightning.

Wan Lei only felt that this person looked familiar, and couldn't help but search his memories.

"Hmph, it's no use you pretending to be stupid. I warn you every day not to act recklessly, but what about you? All you know is to do evil, oppressing the people.

You have done too much evil, and now you have finally brought down heavenly punishment, and it is your own fault. You… alas! What a sin! It's just a pity for these guards, who also died under your heavenly punishment."

The white-clothed man sighed with disappointment.

Wan Lei tried hard to search the memories in his mind, who was this person?

But the memories of the past twenty years were too messy, and he couldn't remember for a while.

Wan Lei simply didn't bother to think about who the other party was. He was always the one who taught others a lesson, but today he was being taught a lesson by someone else. How could he bear it?

Angered, he opened his mouth and said, "Who the hell are you? Coming up here and lecturing me?"