Chapter 624: Great Heavenly Tribulation (Bonus Chapter, Please Subscribe)
Chapter 624: Great Heavenly Tribulation (Bonus Chapter, Please Subscribe)
After setting the strategy—the Wang Family gladly accepting the overtures of the Profound Nether Commerce Guild while Kungsang Market refused—Fang Xi's life once again fell into a quiet routine.
After all, how could there be so many disasters in the Earthly Immortal World?
Even the great war between the three races wasn't an everyday occurrence; it was merely a series of minor skirmishes at crucial passes.
A true all-out war, where an entire race poured forth its strength, might only happen once every tens of thousands of years.
Now that his main body had advanced to the mid-stage Soul Transformation, a loophole had finally opened, allowing his External Avatar to continue cultivating.
However, the 'True Blood Pill' obtained from 'shearing the wool' naturally still belonged entirely to his main body.
In the blink of an eye, more than ten years passed.
...
Above Sangqing Peak.
Fang Xi's expression suddenly shifted, and he flew out of the formation.
He saw countless dark clouds gathering in the sky above a nearby cave abode, streaks of electric snakes dancing wildly, covering a hundred-mile radius with immense momentum.
"A Nascent Soul Tribulation Phenomenon?"
"Zuo Xiaoxuan is about to condense her Nascent Soul? This cultivation speed. . . it's quite decent."
He certainly didn't trust his subordinates one hundred percent; he had many puppets monitoring them, and he would periodically check their accounts.
Since pledging her loyalty, this Zuo Xiaoxuan had worked diligently and conscientiously, without any corruption or embezzlement.
Therefore, Fang Xi still relied heavily on her, having even bestowed upon her an 'Infancy Transformation Pill' earlier.
He hadn't expected this woman to immediately attempt to condense her Nascent Soul as soon as she reached the perfected Core Formation realm.
"So be it. . . The fact that she can begin to face the heavenly thunder means at least her Heart Demon Tribulation has passed, making her worth nurturing."
Even in the Earthly Immortal World, successfully condensing a Nascent Soul meant one was no longer a low-tier cultivator.
...
Almost simultaneously.
Wanlong Ridge.
The Dragon Taming Sect's mountain gate.
When the Dragon Taming Sect's founding ancestor chose Wanlong Ridge to establish their mountain gate, it naturally held profound significance.
This place not only possessed a vibrant spirit vein but also held a strategic geographical advantage.
Wanlong Ridge earned its name because, in the eyes of cultivators who were 'Earth Masters,' dragon veins crisscrossed the area, with dragon lairs appearing almost everywhere, ultimately forming the grand 'Myriad Dragons Paying Homage' layout.
The 'Dragon Head Mountain,' where the Dragon Taming Sect's mountain gate was situated, lay at the very head of Wanlong Ridge, truly occupying a supreme position with profound blessings and swirling dragon qi, making it exceptionally suitable for nurturing flood dragon-type spirit beasts.
And the Dragon Taming Sect's 'Myriad Dragons Returning to the Sect Grand Array' was also renowned throughout the Starry Sky Domain, having not been fully activated for ten thousand years.
As of today.
Boom!
Suddenly, above the Dragon Taming Sect, fish-scale clouds gathered, spreading across ten thousand miles, causing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to howl, transforming into violent tides!
Countless electric pythons intertwined, morphing into streaks of stark white thunder dragons.
As a heavenly might descended, the thunder dragons gradually turned pure gold in color!
Generally, thunder tribulations for Nascent Soul and Soul Transformation breakthroughs were mostly blue, at most tinged with a bit of gold.
But a pure gold hue indicated a true Return to Void Heavenly Tribulation!
A single golden tribulation lightning strike could often make even Return to Void cultivators retreat three paces, and a slight carelessness would result in severe injury!
As the heavenly might descended, all the cultivators of the Dragon Taming Sect suddenly felt a panic in their hearts, a sense of impending catastrophe.
Within the dragon's lair, in countless aquatic abysses, countless dragon-fish huddled together in fear, burrowing beneath the mud.
And within the cave cliffs, the various dragon beasts that had previously roared with arrogance now automatically lay prostrate, trembling, without needing any reprimand from the Dragon Taming Sect's beast tamers.
"Pure gold lightning tribulation? !"
Inside a certain cave abode, Qin Longzi gazed at the sky, an indescribably complex expression on his face.
Outside the cave abode, a thousand-zhang long, entirely crimson, Soul Transformation-grade fifth-tier flood dragon coiled around the entire mountain peak. Its enormous dragon eyes stared at the thunder in the sky, carrying a hint of reverence. . .
"It must be the Sect Master!"
"The Sect Master has long since reached perfected Soul Transformation, and he previously acquired the 'Hunyuan Heavenly Luo Umbrella. ' Is he finally going to make a push for the Return to Void realm?"
Many Nascent Soul and Core Formation disciples gazed at the Return to Void phenomenon, their faces beaming with a sense of shared glory.
If the Sect Master could truly achieve the realm of a Return to Void Grand Power, and with that Return to Void flood dragon, his strength would not be considered at the bottom among Return to Void cultivators. He could then open up new territories in all directions.
At that time, everyone would benefit!
Boom!
The fish-scale clouds in the sky piled up to their limit, pressing down inch by inch.
Suddenly, countless golden lightning bolts twisted together, forming a golden thunderball. Within the thunderball, countless dense, flickering silver-white runes seemed to swim about, as it heavily smashed down behind the Dragon Taming Sect's mountain gate.
Behind Wanlong Mountain, there was an incredibly vast great lake, always a forbidden area within the sect, serving as the dwelling of that sixth-tier Return to Void flood dragon.
As of now, it seemed to have been chosen by the Dragon Taming Sect's Sect Master as his tribulation-crossing place!
...
"It has begun!"
Just as the Return to Void phenomenon appeared, Black Miao Venerable stood tens of thousands of feet high in the sky, gazing at the expanse of golden lightning, his eyes filled with a ruthless glint: "You want to reach Return to Void? Dream on. . . First, repay the countless blood debts owed to my Black Water Sect before anything else!"
Beneath him, the Ink Gate Organ City, vast and sprawling like a city in the sky, burst forth, parting the clouds. Countless streams of heaven and earth spiritual energy were churned into surging currents, forming massive tides that swept majestically towards the Dragon Taming Sect.
This city was the masterpiece of generations of Ink Gate Sect Masters and disciples.
The Ink Gate was renowned for its puppet and mechanism arts, adept at crafting various super-large puppets. This Organ City, however, represented the sect's most crucial accumulation and foundation; crafted from numerous mid and high-grade materials, its many puppets were assembled into a unified whole, achieving an effect similar to the 'Primordial Spirit Magical Artifacts' of the Kyushu World.
Unlike 'Primordial Spirit Magical Artifacts,' the power of this Organ City had astonishingly reached the Return to Void level!
"I hope this time, our sect has not chosen wrongly."
Mo Yinjiao, clad in a black robe with a head full of silver hair, stood atop the Ink Gate Organ City's gate tower. His perfected Soul Transformation aura surged outwards as commands were relayed in an orderly fashion.
At this moment, the Organ City, like a massive beehive or ant colony, began to operate frantically.
Deep underground, beside a furnace resembling a small mountain.
"Grandmaster. . . Furnace Alpha is ready, 'Heavenly Sun Gold' can be fed in at any time. . ."
A Core Formation apprentice of the Ink Gate had a hint of excitement on his face as he looked at a Nascent Soul-level puppeteer in front of him.
These master and apprentice in the Ink Gate were primarily responsible for researching 'refining furnaces' and figuring out how to provide continuous and stable power for puppets.
The grandmaster of the Refining Furnace lineage, with his grizzled hair, bulging muscles, and patches glowing red as if he were more a blacksmith than a puppeteer, let out a sneer: "What 'Heavenly Sun Gold' are we using today? Dump all the 'Great Sun Fiery Crystal' from the vault in. . . You're lucky. Many disciples spend their entire lives on the Organ City and never get to see our Ink Gate war puppets unleash their full power!"
...
Above the streets of Organ City.
Accompanied by piercing alarm sirens, buildings suddenly began to automatically sink, descending into the ground.
Li Rulin, already at mid-stage Foundation Establishment, stood inside the old Fu Family shop, watching these scenes unfold, a profound bewilderment suddenly appearing on his face.
He turned his head to look at the shop owner.
He found that the shop owner, who was originally tricky and harsh, also had a hint of blankness on his face.
"Boss. . . this. . . what's happening?"
Li Rulin spoke.
"How would this old man know? Why is this Organ City activating its full battle stance. . ."
The shop owner felt a bit guilty, then immediately led Li Rulin and a few other apprentices to a secret chamber.
This secret chamber was very simple, with no furnishings whatsoever, but the walls were inscribed with numerous formation patterns, and in the center lay a formation disk.
The shop owner looked at the glowing formation disk, muttered something to himself, then turned to face the apprentices, his expression turning extremely serious: "When we entered the Organ City, we signed a contract, and now, it is time to put our lives on the line. . . You and I must continuously inject our magical power into that formation disk until the requirements are met. Otherwise, we will be deemed traitors by the Ink Gate's enforcement team and immediately executed!"
Li Rulin's heart immediately soured, feeling as though he had boarded a pirate ship. . .
But at this moment, there was nothing he could do. He could only follow the shop owner, silently sitting cross-legged, his magical power continuously surging out from within. . .
...
Furnaces roared one after another!
Countless cultivators residing in the Organ City provided their magical power!
Streaks of dark green runes flashed in the void, congealing into chains that seemed to link the entire Organ City together.
Ultimately, layer upon layer of authority ascended, reaching Mo Yinjiao's hands.
Even though he was already a perfected Soul Transformation cultivator, he was still shocked by this power.
"The power of Return to Void. . ."
Mo Yinjiao muttered, though not a Return to Void cultivator himself, he could harness the 'Myriad Puppets Grand Array' condensed from the 'Organ City' to obtain power comparable to Return to Void!
That's right!
What allowed a colossal puppet city to gain power comparable to Return to Void was a formation!
A mobile sixth-tier formation!
The world believed the Organ City to be a city of puppets, but in reality, its true essence was a city of formations!
The Dao of Formations, as the foremost of the hundred cultivation arts, could inherently allow cultivators to prematurely gain the power of higher realms with the smallest cost!
"The enemy is at Dragon Taming!"
Mo Yinjiao let out a mighty roar, and streaks of formation patterns emerged. The entire 'Organ City' seemed to be 'breathing'!
With each breath, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a ten-thousand-mile radius fluctuated violently, being absorbed by the Organ City.
Then, it transformed into a terrifying stream of light, descending upon Wanlong Ridge with an escape velocity far exceeding that of Soul Transformation cultivators!
Buzzing!
On the walls of the Organ City, towering stone giant divine soldiers raised their weapons, emitting multicolored brilliance.
Each ray of light was comparable to a full-power strike from a Nascent Soul cultivator!
Countless rays of light converged into a torrent, smashing fiercely towards the Dragon Taming Sect!
Roar! Roar!
Around Wanlong Mountain, dragon veins roared, suddenly rising and transforming into countless white cloud dragons, guarding the Dragon Taming Sect's mountain gate.
Myriad Dragons Returning to the Sect Grand Array!
Even without someone presiding over it, this formation was a sixth-tier grand array, originally more than sufficient to resist the Ink Gate Organ City.
But at this moment, another golden thunderball condensed in the sky.
Amidst countless flashing runes, the golden thunderball crashed down, smashing onto the Myriad Dragons Returning to the Sect Grand Array.
Pfft!
Countless golden lightning bolts danced wildly, and streaks of white cloud dragons were swept away.
The Myriad Dragons Returning to the Sect Grand Array's formidable power was instantly greatly diminished.
Seizing this opportune moment, a ruthless expression appeared on Mo Yinjiao's face: "Form up to the east, Azure Dragon, heed my command!"
Among the four sacred beast puppets of the Organ City—Qilin, Black Tortoise, and Phoenix—none could match the Azure Dragon in terms of destructive power!
The Azure Dragon Mechanism Art was also the Ink Gate's strongest destructive puppet art!
The eastern gate of the Organ City opened wide, and an Azure Dragon puppet, constructed from azure rock, its eyes glinting, suddenly let out a dragon's roar that reverberated for ten thousand miles!
Countless streams of heaven and earth spiritual energy poured in from all sides, causing the azure rock skin to peel off in chunks, revealing genuine azure dragon scales.
A ten-thousand-zhang Azure Dragon suddenly soared, transforming into a streak of azure profound light. It broke through the Myriad Dragons Returning to the Sect Grand Array's obstruction and flew straight towards the Dragon Taming Sect's rear mountain!
Puff! Puff!
Wherever it passed, restrictions shattered into pieces, and any cultivators who stood in its way—be they Core Formation, Nascent Soul, or Soul Transformation—were all pulverized into dust!
A fifth-tier Black Flood Dragon failed to dodge and was touched by the azure profound light. A look of terror appeared in its flood dragon eyes, and it astonishingly turned directly into ashes!
Whoosh!
The ten-thousand-zhang azure profound light pierced through the Dragon Taming Sect, almost directly blasting through Dragon Head Mountain, revealing a pitch-black tunnel!
Mo Yinjiao and Black Miao Venerable transformed into several streaks of light, arriving above the boundless great lake. There, they saw lake mist rising and a massive azure umbrella spanning the sky, almost obscuring the sun.
The golden thunderball from moments ago was slowly dissipating on the umbrella's surface.
Beneath the umbrella, a gigantic purple dragon claw firmly gripped the handle.
A purple dragon head slowly lifted, its vertical-pupiled dragon eyes gazing at the Ink Gate cultivators, seemingly with a hint of playful mockery. . .
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