The name might not have seemed particularly impressive at first, but it carried an air of mystery upon closer reflection. After all, the heavenly dao was invisible, yet its existence was universally acknowledged. Everyone sought the heavenly dao, believing it held the key to immortality.0

The sky, once clear, suddenly darkened, and a heavy downpour followed a clap of thunder. A thunderbolt struck Liu Wuxie’s courtyard, but he intercepted it in time, preventing destruction.0

“What’s happening? It’s just a name, yet it draws down heavenly punishment. Do the heavens forbid the establishment of the Heavenly Dao Society?” Liu Wuxie frowned in confusion. He had faced a thunder tribulation when refining the Heretic Blade, and now he was confronted with another just for naming his faction.0

“The heavenly dao doesn’t allow any blasphemy. Naming our faction after the Heavenly Dao could be seen as challenging it. Hence, it’s no surprise that we face punishment,” Fan Zhen explained. He had been studying diligently in the Book Collection Hall and had gained significant knowledge, equating his understanding to Liu Wuxie’s. The tribulation was a natural consequence...0