"Is this my sea of consciousness?"
At this moment, Chen Yi had arrived in a vast ocean enveloped by boundless thunder. Thunder light surged, purple-gold lightning danced wildly, permeating with a violent aura, as if judging all things and destroying all impurities.
This was Chen Yi's sea of consciousness. As for how Chen Yi knew, though he was trapped inside and couldn't return to the outside world, his perception of the outside remained. He could hear the changes happening to his body and the conversations between the elders and his mother.
Hearing that his mother wanted to wait here for him to wake up, Chen Yi's eyes turned red. After a lifetime apart, he once again had a loved one who cared for him so much.
"Mother, your child will come out soon."
Looking at Mu Xi outside with her worried expression, Chen Yi murmured in his heart.
He then began observing the surrounding thunder sea. After watching for a long time, Chen Yi's expression grew increasingly strange because in this thunder symbolizing destruction, it didn't just give a pure sense of dread; there was also a strange feeling. This feeling was extremely sacred, inexplicably familiar, evoking a long-lost sense of closeness in Chen Yi.
Seeing that the thunder sea had no intention of harming him, Chen Yi exhaled a turbid breath and turned his gaze to the depths of the thunder sea, where that sense of closeness originated.
Since there's no avoiding it, then forward we go!
As Chen Yi stepped forward, the violent thunder light in front of the thunder sea automatically parted to form a path. The flashing thunder on both sides gradually restrained its edge, like subjects paying homage to their king.
Stepping onto the thunder path, there was no burning sensation underfoot as imagined; instead, it was extremely solid. Aside from the occasional flickering arcs and crackling sounds, it was no different from a normal road.
Glancing at both sides, the now much gentler thunder had transformed into semi-transparent purple-gold creatures, floating in the air as if swimming in real water.
After walking about a dozen steps, the path seemed to reach its end. Ahead, a thunder door shrouded in light mist vaguely appeared. Approaching, the two-zhang-high door was engraved with ferocious beast patterns, and the surrounding frame was inscribed with ancient and intricate cloud-thunder motifs, appearing simple yet grand.
"No matter; if there was real danger, how could I have made it this far?" Thinking this, Chen Yi's eyes flashed, and he stepped inside.
One step out, and Chen Yi felt the world spin. When he opened his eyes again, he was in a forest, with a sizable lake ahead.
What shocked Chen Yi even more was the occasional arcs flashing over the trees, rocks, and lake—telling him that everything here, from flowers and insects to water, soil, stones, and wood, was condensed from pure thunder energy.
This discovery nearly made Chen Yi lose control of his expression. In the Douluo world, which relied purely on brute force, achieving such control over power was rare, if not unique. Unless this wasn't an inheritance site of the Douluo God Realm gods, but some otherworldly powerhouse who had entered his sea of consciousness.
"Could I have some portable grandpa with me?"
Thinking this, Chen Yi's face couldn't hide his excitement. A golden finger grandpa, no matter his strength, would definitely be enough in the Douluo Continent.
"You've come, little friend Fu Si!"
Just as Chen Yi was secretly excited, a gentle voice sounded in his ear. Chen Yi immediately looked up toward the source. It was a tall man in golden robes, with a heroic face, wearing a smile that refreshed the heart.
What surprised Chen Yi most was the nine purple-gold halos floating behind the man's head, emanating sacredness and destruction—this was... the mark of a Douluo God Realm god: divine rings.
The man before him was actually a god from the Douluo God Realm, and a God King at that?!
Could he be the God of Destruction? No! The man not only differed in appearance from the God of Destruction described in the original work.
More importantly, the God of Destruction's divine rings were purple-black, while this one's were purple-gold. Divine rings were the external manifestation of a god's origin power; once formed, they were nearly impossible to change. Appearance might alter, but divine rings absolutely could not, so he definitely wasn't the God of Destruction.
Thunder God King?
But in the God Realm, besides the God of Destruction, there wasn't any other known God King of the thunder element? And this one hadn't appeared in the later God Realm wars. The strongest in thunder besides the God of Destruction was the one described in the Dragon King Legends era. If so, his identity was obvious.
Seeing that Chen Yi seemed to have guessed his identity, the man generously admitted.
"It seems you've figured it out! Yes, I am one of the Elemental Gods of the God Realm—Thunder God."
Even though Chen Yi had prepared himself, he was still shocked by Thunder God's self-introduction. Thunder God was one of the few gods described in the Dragon King era: a first-level god who fell in an ancient great war, with his bloodline creating the Thunder Hell Prison Vine.
But the Thunder God before him clearly far exceeded the original description—God King level. Since the creation of the Douluo God Realm, only six God Kings had been born: the God of Evil, God of Goodness, God of Destruction, God of Life, Asura God, and Dragon God.
A God King wouldn't fall easily; even in the God Realm wars, the Dragon God found it extremely difficult to kill one, so Thunder God couldn't have fallen in the Dragon God war.
But besides that ancient war, with Thunder God's strength, who could kill him? Who would dare?
Moreover, based on the characteristics of the Thunder Hell Vine with his bloodline, Thunder God shouldn't have sacred attributes; he should be similar to the God of Destruction, possessing extreme thunder and destruction. This was very puzzling.
Seeming to sense Chen Yi's confusion, Thunder God smiled lightly and conjured a table and chairs, then said to him:
"Little friend Fu Si, you must have many doubts. Why not sit down, have some tea, and chat slowly."
Fu Si?! Chen Yi finally reacted—Thunder God had been calling him by his previous life's name. How did he know?
A chill ran down his spine, cold sweat breaking out. In fantasy novel terms, someone like him was a classic outer domain heavenly demon—something to be eradicated on sight.
But judging from Thunder God's expression, he seemed to have no malice, which slightly calmed Chen Yi's heart.
"May I ask, Senior, how do you know this junior's previous life's name?"
After sitting down, Chen Yi didn't bother with riddles. The other clearly knew everything about him and was a God King powerhouse. Better to ask directly.