This might be the true meaning of the "Master of All Beings"!

The Thunder Giant exerted force once again, actually snapping Fan Wubing’s spine in half.

Fan Wubing’s blood bar instantly dropped by half, but it was immediately restored. However, the distorted dragon body couldn’t instantly return to normal.

He struggled to twist his body, enduring the cost of nearly half of his dragon bones fracturing and two-thirds of his scales shattering. Finally, he broke free from the Thunder Giant’s hold and twisted his body to deliver a Dragon Tail Swipe, slamming into the giant’s belly. The Thunder Giant’s radiant lightning visibly weakened significantly.

Fan Wubing chased relentlessly, breathing out dragon breath and enveloping the Thunder Giant, blasting him into the seabed at the bottom of the deep sea, stirring up seabed mud and sand that muddied the entire area.

Then, he swayed his dragon body, continuing downward to deliver a fatal blow to the Thunder Giant.

The murky seawater suddenly became clear.

Fan Wubing shrank his body, slowly swimming downward. Soon, he saw the visibly weakened and much smaller Thunder Giant sitting in a deep pit, painstakingly gathering his head bit by bit.

Seeing him in such a state, Fan Wubing became less anxious, hovering to the side,

"What, do you want to fight me again?"

The Thunder Giant twisted his neck, his eye sockets revealing a hint of humanity. His voice was quite shocking, undeterred by the seawater,

"You wield this incarnation well."

"Are you also someone’s incarnation?"

The Thunder Giant stared at Fan Wubing, "No one deserves to possess me." He stood up from the pit, pressing his fists together, "I can feel it, you are dull, you are unhappy. You are like a pitiful person hiding in a dark corner, peeking at the light. Clearly, you have boundless power, yet you feel constrained as if you never had such power."

Fan Wubing mocked, "Aren’t you the same?"

The Thunder Giant’s body rumbled, like joints colliding, "Yes, you’re right. So, I want to fight you."

Fan Wubing’s gaze was indifferent, "What meaning is there in this?"

"Pitiful people are drawn to each other. When I discovered you, my purpose became to tear you apart, or be torn apart by you."

Fan Wubing said, "If I wasn’t in a hurry, I wouldn’t have passed through here."

The Thunder Giant laughed heartily, "But what is the reality? The reality is, you came, you encountered me, you fought with me. Do you think saying ’if’ will change what has already happened? You can’t escape fate. In this marine area, tearing each other apart is your and my destiny."

"You’re truly mad." Fan Wubing shook his head.

"This is fate!" the Thunder Giant roared angrily, "I have waited for you here for thousands of years. This is your and my fate!" The humanity in his eyes disappeared completely, becoming majestic and distant. He seemed to become a True Immortal standing in the sky, overlooking all beings.

"Come! Fight!" He extended a finger, pointing at Fan Wubing.

Fan Wubing calmly looked at him, "Fate is a cage."

"Fight!" The Thunder Giant burst open the sea area, transforming the surroundings into an empty battlefield once more.

Fist and claw opposed.

Fan Wubing passionately celebrated, casting aside all distractions, wholeheartedly engaging in the battle.

No swords or blades,

No Divine Power Dao,

Only fists, only dragon claws.

They tore out each other’s ribs as weapons, yanked each other’s heads as cannonballs, wishing they could pull out intestines to use as ropes.

The space trembled, the energy wailed, the Dao fell into the mire.

In the end, nothing was usable.

Even though Fan Wubing recovered quickly, he could not withstand the Thunder Giant’s brutal assault. His dragon body was in tatters, with no part intact. They brawled like children in the seabed, covered in mud.

At a certain moment, Fan Wubing forcibly conjured a misshapen, skewed dragon head, more beastly than a beast, and crazily bit into the Thunder Giant’s wrecked body.

He completely forgot he was human.

He was merely indulging in his most primal destructive desires.

Anyone familiar with him would shudder, even fear seeing him like this.

How could he be so savage and brutal?

Yet, the bitten Thunder Giant felt no pain, instead, he laughed madly,

"Fated battle! Fated battle! Fate is about to end! I am going to escape this cage!"

Even so, he used his last strength to crush Fan Wubing’s bones, tear his flesh, and pull out his dragon tendons.

The two deformed monsters, in the mud, ended the fight.

The water that was pushed away hadn’t yet rushed back in, but rain started to fall from the sky.

Fan Wubing lay in the rain, beside him, the Thunder Giant was shattered like porcelain fallen from a great height.

He regained a trace of humanity in his eyes, his voice entering its final stages,

"I knew you would come. I knew you wanted to force your way through here. So, I waited for you here early on."

Only at this moment did Fan Wubing realize he was serious.

"Why?"

"You carry...the scent of ’rain’ on you."

"Rain?"

"Yes, this rain from the sky." The giant, now just a head, gazed upward at the sky, "Have you ever wondered why you can cultivate ’Rain Dragon Heavenly River Resounds’?"

"Why?"

"Because you carry the scent of ’rain’ on you!"

Fan Wubing suddenly remembered he had a divine technique called ’Seven Luminaries Rain Control Skill.’ But he could cultivate ’Rain Dragon Heavenly River Resounds,’ apparently because he had heard this melody in a game and remembered the tune.

"But others also know ’Rain Dragon Heavenly River Resounds.’"

"Others can learn, but only you can see the true Rain Dragon." The giant’s voice grew ever weaker, "You must be curious, who condensed the All Things Law Dao."

Fan Wubing shakily uttered the words, "Seven... Luminaries?"

The giant neither confirmed nor denied, "The wheel of fate rolls forward. Will you become the second Seven Luminaries or the first Fan Wubing?"

Fan Wubing was not surprised that he knew his name anymore.

Just as he had said at the beginning, it was a destined encounter.

"I... don’t know." Always confident, Fan Wubing, at this moment, did not firmly choose to become the first Fan Wubing.

"You still need to grow."

After saying this, the Thunder Giant shattered explosively.

Countless shimmering lights quickly gathered from all around and transformed into a lightning mark, embedding into Fan Wubing’s Purple Mansion.

His soul softly touched the lightning mark,

and a prompt appeared before his eyes—

[Seven Luminaries Thunder Control Skill]

[No Attribute]

[No Grade]

["Let this world feel the radiant power of thunder!"]

[Summon thunder, punish the Heavenly Dao!]