With the spiritual will of a mere mortal, he withstood the invasion of a Nether God.
Even the Sacred Sovereign had to acknowledge Wang Jichang's resilience.
As soon as he "awakened," the Sacred Sovereign slaughtered the entire Wang clan, aiming to sever all of Wang Jichang's bonds, dismantle all his resistance, and leave him utterly hopeless.
What he hadn't expected was that Wang Jichang's resistance, which had been gradually fading, erupted violently at the moment of his younger brother Wang Changxiang's death, and had continued ever since, never ceasing!
No matter how he attacked, Wang Jichang always maintained the last bastion of his will.
This prevented a deity like the Sacred Sovereign from obtaining more complete power.
Using the plague's power to refine the White Bone Sacred Body and safely erase Wang Jichang's final will had always been part of the plan.
Everything proceeded smoothly. The plague's power, carrying countless death energy and resentment, easily crushed Wang Jichang's resistance.
During the subsequent refinement of the White Bone Sacred Body, Wang Jichang seemed to have given up entirely.
But unexpectedly... he had been gathering all his strength, solely for this very moment, to strike here and now!
And the Sacred Sovereign had never even noticed!
During the battle with Zhang Chuanlin, emotions gradually intensified. Looking back now, it was precisely Wang Jichang asserting control over the body.
Only now did the Sacred Sovereign suddenly realize that in this struggle for the body, he had never achieved complete victory.
Never!
Wang Jichang's resistance had never ceased!
In the void, the Ghost Gate phantom stabilized, the spatial tremors subsided, and the Nether Thunder Prison steadied.
Only the Sacred Sovereign's heart churned with turbulent waves.
The heart of a Nether God like him, a heart washed by the river of time, felt surprised time and again today, rippling with emotion.
He exerted all his might to seize the body, allowing the dark thunderbolts to lash his form.
That intense pain was perceived by both him and Wang Jichang.
Yet neither he nor Wang Jichang wavered in the slightest.
This was a battlefield of will!
Outside the Nether Thunder Prison, Zhang Chuanlin's voice grew excited: "Wang Jichang! I will help you take this deep revenge!"
He knew Wang Jichang had always been resisting the invasion, but he had also thought that Wang's will had been refined during the earlier creation of the White Bone Sacred Body.
Now, Wang Jichang's sudden uprising, restraining the Sacred Sovereign's will, was an unexpected boon for him.
Under the relentless and unrestrained bombardment of the Nether Thunder, the White Bone Sacred Body was already on the verge of collapse.
His flesh was scorched black, blood seeping from his seven orifices.
A body already weakened had struggled until this point.
Within, Wang Jichang was gradually expanding his control over the physical form; outside, Zhang Chuanlin attacked without pause.
Even a being like the Sacred Sovereign had finally reached a dead end!
Inside the body, Wang Jichang's will remained silent. In all their past ceaseless confrontations, he had never communicated with the Sacred Sovereign.
Not only were there no pleas for mercy, weeping, or fear, but there wasn't even a single curse or shout.
This man simply walked forward silently and resolutely, and finally made a deity like the Sacred Sovereign realize the depth of this silent... hatred.
How profound, how powerful!
"With me, become a god, share glory."
"Why resist?"
Facing Wang Jichang's relentlessly advancing will, he asked thus.
He had asked this countless times, and he understood that the other would not give him an answer.
But this was the final struggle of a Nether God at this moment.
The will occupying this body was gradually being dismantled, slowly withering.
In the depths of the void, a faint roar could be heard, but the sound was too distant to be clearly perceived here.
After all, the distance was too great, far beyond the same world.
This body, just one step away from becoming the White Bone Sacred Body, finally fell quiet.
Both eyes were filled with a calm emotion.
At this moment, Zhang Chuanlin grasped with both hands, and the entire Nether Thunder Prison dissipated, the endless dark thunderbolts being drawn into his body.
In the next instant, his divine soul actually left his body, harnessing the power of the Nether Thunder, and slammed into Wang Jichang, plunging into this body extremely close to the White Bone Sacred Body!
He had actually abandoned his own original body to perform a soul-seizure at this very moment!
From the beginning, his goal had been this Dao Child body, this White Bone Sacred Body refined by the Sacred Sovereign.
This man had joined the Bone Path, worshipped the evil god, watched his parents die miserably before his eyes, witnessed the extermination of his entire clan, and then unhesitatingly assassinated his own city lord, Wei Quji. If his teacher, Dean Dong, hadn't appeared at that time, his target would have been Dean Dong... until now, when he brazenly rebelled against the Sacred Sovereign.
He was neither righteous nor evil, neither loving nor hating; he only sought to grow stronger!
Therefore, even the Sacred Sovereign acknowledged that he possessed a "heart of a strong man." At least, it was the heart of a strong man recognized by this Nether God.
However, his own body lacked potential, or perhaps luck was insufficient. Although he possessed the true spirit of the Thunder Snake, even breaking through four Inner Sanctum realms failed to yield a divine skill.
So he set his sights on the White Bone Sacred Body.
From the very moment he learned the secret of the Dao Child, he had been preparing for this day.
The body the Sacred Sovereign sought was also his desire.
From the start, he intended to contend with the deity!
At this moment, inside this body, the long tug-of-war had just declared a winner.
Although Wang Jichang had turned the tables in an instant, displaying extremely resilient and terrifying will, Zhang Chuanlin also possessed absolute confidence.
After all, his backup plan to seize control of the body was prepared specifically for the Sacred Sovereign's divine will.
Attacking the Sacred Sovereign was merely to weaken him further; the real battlefield he had long since set within the White Bone Sacred Body.
If Wang Jichang had already resolved the Sacred Sovereign's will before this, that would have been even better.
Zhang Chuanlin, channeling the power of the Nether Thunder, pierced into this White Bone Sacred Body, fully prepared to eliminate Wang Jichang's will.
However...
Almost simultaneously, Wang Jichang actually projected his divine soul out of the body and drove it directly into Zhang Chuanlin's original body left behind!
This completely took Zhang Chuanlin by surprise.
The two parties swapped bodies!
Wang Jichang's will had long been under invasion. Although in the confrontation with the Sacred Sovereign's will, he had discovered some power of the divine soul, it was absolutely impossible for him to defeat Zhang Chuanlin who arrived in his prime.
This was the source of Zhang Chuanlin's confidence.
However, this departure, neither too early nor too late, indicated that Wang Jichang had been prepared for this moment all along.
Perhaps... his plot against the Sacred Sovereign had long been perceived by Wang Jichang. The reason his scheme succeeded might also have been due to Wang Jichang covering for him.
Thoughts whirled rapidly.
Zhang Chuanlin quickly adapted to his newly acquired body.
His own body could be refined into a doppelganger, the most suitable, and absolutely could not be abandoned.
His advantage at this moment lay in his familiarity with the Bone Path's secret techniques, allowing him to adapt to this body refined by the Sacred Sovereign in the shortest possible time.
As for his body, Wang Jichang was encountering it for the first time.
His body's strongest offensive method was naturally the Nether Thunder Forbidden Technique, which he had created himself. If Wang Jichang used his body to employ the Bone Path's secret techniques, it would be impossible to harm this White Bone Sacred Body at all.
Therefore... the overall situation had not yet been shaken!
A thousand thoughts flashed through his mind, and Zhang Chuanlin had already adapted to his new body. While suppressing the fragmented remnants of the Sacred Sovereign's will, he strode forward, preparing to attack his own body and force Wang Jichang out to eliminate him.
He took a large step.
But.
Just then, dark thunderbolts erupted, electricity crackling.
The Nether Thunder Prison rose again, trapping him on the spot!