The two rushed out and saw purple lightning bolts, like dragons, darting wildly through the thick clouds. They seemed to be alive, crouching and waiting for their chance to strike.

Lin Zhenzhen watched helplessly as a willow tree, as thick as a bowl, was snapped in half by the strong wind in the yard.

Only at this moment did she truly understand the terrifying nature of a dark cloud looming over the city, threatening to crush it.

Wei Wu forced his eyes open and shouted, "That's the young master!"

A figure stood tall on the eaves of a roof not far away.

The thunderbolts were close at hand, roaring angrily, seemingly wanting to tear this insignificant human who dared to look directly at him to pieces.

“Xuanyuan Zhao…” Lin Zhenzhen subconsciously clenched her fists. “What should we do now?”

As soon as she finished speaking, the figure on the eaves disappeared, and the surging purple light disappeared into the dark clouds.

"The young master went to the empty mountaintop to undergo the tribulation of lightning." The destructive power of heavenly lightning is extremely great. For the safety of themselves and the surrounding residents, cultivators will choose a place in advance to undergo the tribulation of lightning alone.

Lin Zhenzhen turned and ran away, but she returned a short while later with her personal spirit pouch and talisman.

"Tell me the exact address."

Wei Wu was a little confused: "What address?"

"Where has Xuanyuan Zhao gone now?"

Wei Wu's eyes widened in shock. "The vast dome of the sky! Why are you asking this? Wait, how do you know such an advanced formation as a teleportation array?"

Lin Zhenzhen glared at him fiercely: "I told you to read more books. A great man once said that knowledge changes destiny, you know that!"

Her hands moved without stopping, raising and lowering, and the huge six-pointed star shone with dazzling golden light.

Lin Zhenzhen's figure vanished in an instant, leaving Wei Wu staring blankly at the remaining starlight in the air, unsure of what to do.

The vast sky.

Thunder roared overhead, and all beasts fled in terror.

The tribulation to ascend to the Spirit Saint realm is extremely dangerous. If something goes wrong, not only will one's cultivation be ruined, but under the might of Heaven, one may also be reduced to ashes.

Anyone with a cultivation level of Spirit Emperor or above must have the assistance of an array formation from others to undergo the tribulation.

Throughout history, all those who have successfully overcome tribulations have followed this path.

However, when Xuanyuan Zhao arrived at the designated location, he did not see Xuan Kang.

A white light tore through the clouds, illuminating his features. The first bolt of heavenly lightning was already poised to strike; he had no more time to wait.

Xuanyuan Zhao calmed himself down, brushed off his clothes, sat cross-legged, and took a seat on the ground.

He waved his hand and drew a barrier around himself, then a second layer, a third layer... He reinforced it with a total of eighteen layers.

This barrier should be able to protect him from the first bolt of heavenly lightning.

He closed his eyes and waited quietly for that moment to arrive.

Suddenly, a surge of spiritual energy came from behind.

The Xuan Mansion had made preparations to clear the area several days in advance for his tribulation. No one should be here, especially no cultivators.

Those who came uninvited could only be his enemies, and they deliberately chose the moment when he was undergoing his tribulation to ambush him here.

A bloodthirsty killing intent surfaced between Xuanyuan Zhao's brows.

From childhood to adulthood, countless people have tried to kill him, using every insidious method in the world, from hidden weapons and poisons to succubi.

But no matter how many tricks they use, these people will only have one fate in the end: death!

No matter what dire straits he faces, Xuanyuan Zhao is invincible!

A deafening roar!

The first bolt of lightning finally burst forth from the clouds, churning with sparks, and roared as it crashed down upon the golden hemisphere on the ground.

Lin Zhenzhen stood at a distance, speechless with shock at the scene.

After a long pause, she muttered to herself, "The chances of survival are zero, right? Is everything really alright?"

[Host, you're making a fuss over nothing. Don't worry, at this rate of cultivation improvement, the heavenly lightning will soon be targeting you.]

Lin Zhenzhen felt a headache coming on when she thought about her "charging head" that couldn't be turned off.

The lightning struck for a full minute. As its light gradually faded, the seemingly impregnable barrier completed its mission and shattered into dust.

Then Lin Zhenzhen saw Xuan Yuanzhao stand up, and she knew that they were going to have a face-to-face confrontation.

Unlike sword cultivators, who can use their natal swords to fight against heavenly lightning, spiritual cultivators cultivate their spiritual roots, with their foundation lying in their core.

So it looks really bad, as if it's being beaten up on one side.

Lin Zhenzhen watched helplessly as lightning struck down one after another.

Finally, after the fourth bolt of heavenly lightning, Xuanyuan Zhao coughed up blood.

Lin Zhenzhen suddenly felt a little annoyed that her eyesight was so good that she could see Xuan Yuanzhao's miserable state.

A streak of bright red blood slowly trickled down the corner of his mouth.

The white jade hair ornament was nowhere to be found; her long, ink-black hair was flying wildly in the wind; her usually neat black robe was charred, and her skirt had several holes in it.

Xuanyuan Zhao threw away the scorching crimson armor that had been split in two, and gave the increasingly furious and violent heavenly lightning a smug smile.

He said calmly, "Come on."

The final bolt of lightning was more powerful than all the previous ones combined. The black lightning struck Xuanyuan Zhao, completely engulfing him.

Lin Zhen forgot to breathe for a moment.

[Relax, he's the male lead. This heavenly lightning will only make him stronger, not kill him. There's no need to be so nervous.]

I know, but I can't control myself! Even if you know a character has a protagonist's aura when watching a movie, don't you still get emotionally involved when they get hurt?

The system pursed its lips and muttered to itself: [Admitting you feel sorry for him won't cost you a piece of your flesh.]

The last bolt of lightning finally departed, but the dark clouds above the vast sky did not dissipate.

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