Chapter 26 Patterns

Beneath the rolling thunderclouds, a group of people with sage-like demeanor were coming, riding on swords.

The first sect had all its powerful members come out in full force, all of them at the level of Refining Void or above, and there were also elders in the Fusion Stage who guarded the sect. Those at the Nascent Soul Stage were considered junior and not qualified for this trip.

The leader had gray hair and looked at the unusual changes in the sky with a look of cautious consideration.

It has been a year since Chongqing Sect started hunting down Ming Fengque.

The previous time, the sect finally determined his location, but Lu Zizu's rash actions ruined their plans. Later, Ming Fengque left the forest and disappeared.

Until today, when rumbling thunder was heard in the snowy mountains, the sect members were shocked to realize that his cultivation had reached a high level and that thunder tribulation had reappeared.

After surviving this thunder tribulation, he will leap into the tribulation crossing stage.

In the world of cultivation, strength is respected. He may become the first person to transcend the tribulation and ascend to the position of Immortal Venerable!

Who can sit still like this?

The sect was fully prepared and rushed over day and night.

Thunder tribulation is the time when a cultivator is at his weakest.

Since he has become an enemy, we might as well kill him completely.

They finally arrived in front of the Heavenly Thunder Formation.

The air was stagnant and heavy, and the thunder from the sky was thrilling.

The mountain was not as shattered as they had expected, but instead... it was intact.

Thunder descended from the sky, smashing into the glowing shield. The shield shattered one by one, only to be replaced by new ones.

Those who can withstand the heavenly thunder of the tribulation period are all priceless treasures in the world of cultivation.

The figure in white was hidden under a protective shield of several thousand feet and could not be seen clearly.

Everyone in the sect looked at each other in surprise.

"Is this Ming Fengque? How could he have so many god-level shields?"

"Not only shields, but also elixirs and defensive spiritual weapons! Even Chongqing Sect's treasure house doesn't have so many treasures!"

"Could it be that after the last time, he has a new opportunity?"

Everyone fell silent, and then jealousy and hatred ignited in their eyes, like faint will-o'-the-wisp fire.

This person cannot be kept!

The headmaster flicked his whisk, narrowed his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Don't panic, we will all help the heavenly thunder to break this shield."

As soon as the words fell.

In an instant, dozens of ancestors who had reached the stage of refining the void and integrating the body attacked together, sword lights flashed everywhere, and they attacked together with the thunder from the sky!

"Ming Fengque, you are a demon. You betrayed your master first and then killed your brother," the sect leader said, his voice rumbling as he concentrated his energy into his dantian. "Surrender immediately! The righteous path will not tolerate the evil deeds of the non-demon race!"

"Considering our relationship as master and disciple, the sect has come together to discuss and decide to show some mercy to you. As long as you voluntarily hand over the demon pill, we can spare your life. Are you willing?"

Without the demon pill, the demon race is doomed to die.

After obtaining the demon pill, the sect absorbed the demon power and its cultivation level skyrocketed.

…

There was a silence.

Except for the rumbling thunder in the sky, heaven and earth were silent.

The next second, they heard a soft laugh, low but clear, with a coldness like broken jade, like mockery and disdain.

From the top of the snow-capped peak, a sharp and bright sword light suddenly rose up, shattering all the thunder and chaotic moves!

Ming Fengque is dressed in white and looks murderous.

Haven't seen you for a year.

He looked down at them, his eyes filled with murderous intent. The phoenix pattern behind him was bright, and his snow-white wings were fully extended in the thunderstorm, appearing to cover the sky and the sun.

Chu Qingkong returned to the system space, and the huge area was fully opened, with automatic scanning and big data calculation enabled.

"Beep, the system is checking——"

"The thirty-fifth thunderbolt will fall in 30.8716 seconds, with triple the power."

"Opponents: Twenty people in the Nascent Soul stage are on both sides, and five people in the Fusion stage are in the middle.

Weak points: neck, heart

Weapons used: Sword for one person on the left, whip for two people on the left, knife for three people on the left..."

"Calculating the direction of attack..."

"Calculating the attack trajectory..."

So busy!!

In front of him, a fierce look flashed in the eyes of everyone in the sect.

They deliberately chose the time of the thunder tribulation. Since Ming Fengque is unwilling to hand over the demon pill, today is the day of his death!

The thunder tribulation chased Ming Fengque, falling one after another.

The next thunder tribulation descended, Chongqing Sect seized the opportunity and attacked at the same time as Ming Fengque!

Ming Fengque used two swords.

Originally, the sword technique was free and agile, like jade, but now it was wrapped in phoenix frost, with ice attached to the sword body, giving it a cold and murderous aura.

The last twenty heavenly thunders of the tribulation chased and struck him one after another. Each one had the power to shatter mountains, and it seemed endless.

Dozens of powerful men used all their skills and techniques, vowing to keep him here.

He seemed to feel no pain. He was surrounded and listened to Chu Qingkong's report of the direction. He trusted it completely and raised his hand. Phoenix Ice Stab shot out, as bright as a meteor.

Only every time he was struck by thunder, a little cold sweat would flow down his jaw, but there was not even a trace of trembling.

Despite being in a desperate situation, several people were still seriously injured.

Chu Qingkong: “…”

Ahhhh host ahhhhhh——

This is too much!

"The fortieth thunderbolt will fall in 20.0003 seconds, with ten times the power."

With one strike of the sword, he pierced through a man's chest and killed him.

"The forty-first heavenly thunder..."

"Six o'clock."

With another sword, he flipped in the air and killed another person at an extremely strange angle.

The Phoenix Ice Pillar was as decisive as a sword, and its murderous intent spread like wildfire.

The battle in the world of cultivation is like a land of upheavals.

Ming Fengque's white clothes were soaked with bright red blood, and it was impossible to tell whether it was his blood or someone else's.

He faced the flashing swords and shadows alone, and the sound of wind, thunder and heavy rain around him was like the weeping of ghosts, but he was alone and his posture was pure and detached.

All the powerful men in the sect came out in full force. Even though their strength was not as great as his, they had the advantages of thunder tribulation and numbers, which were favorable at all times, in all places, and among all people.

They looked at each other, not expecting that he could hold on this long despite his illness. They reached a consensus in an instant and flew back.

There was only one person left on the field, and the rest were waiting outside. They would wait for that person to face Ming Fengque, drain his energy, and then withdraw in time to replace him.

Play a round-robin game.

Ming Fengque smiled coldly, not caring at all. He flew up and struck out with another sword!

Soon the two figures entered into a new round of fighting.

"…Three o'clock."

Chu Qingkong continued to report the location while he was slightly stunned, without blinking.

For some reason, he had a bad feeling, so he raised his hand and started a new calculation formula.

Calculate the host's health.

The first calculation was when they first met, when the Phoenix was on the verge of death. The second calculation was here, when he was undergoing a tribulation, dozens of powerful people fought him endlessly and put him in danger.

The host's remaining health...

10%.

There were fifty-five thunder tribulations, and there were still ten raging thunders that could stir up rivers and seas.

If he goes through another thunder tribulation and another round of battles, his host... might die.

The forty-fifth thunder fell, and the rotation battle began. The health value was 9%.

The forty-sixth thunderbolt fell, and the rotation battle began. The health value was 7.5%.

…

Health 5%.

This health value has reached the limit of human beings. Ming Fengque's hand holding the sword loosened slightly, the blood in his body was icy cold, and his heart beat extremely fast.

He missed Chuchu.

With his last bit of strength, he could open a space warp tunnel and send Chuchu away. He didn't want his system to see him die here; it would be too embarrassing and too ugly.

Ming Fengque closed his eyes slightly.

sorry.

"Chu Chu." He swallowed the blood foam in his throat and whispered softly, "It's not safe here. I'll take you back..."

But the next second, a huge burst of energy came from the system space, like a direct blow to the head.

He shook it, and before his consciousness fell into darkness, he suddenly realized that he had been knocked unconscious by his own system.

Knocked out? ?

"Host! Take a break!"

Chu Qingkong's voice came from afar.

His background sound was a huge mechanical sound with huge data flow calculations and the crackling of electricity.

He never told his host that the system would display special professional capabilities when life and death were truly at stake.

Cold, emotionless, supreme machine composed of databases and codes.

"drop--"

"The highest authority is enabled, and the system's final defense mode is activated."

The voice that was always cheerful and lively was extremely calm for the first time, like an emotionless machine.

【Protect Mode Set Up.】

The data flow operation is successful, and it will automatically stop with a "beep" sound.

——【Protect.】

Chu Qingkong jumped out of the system space.

…

Everyone in the sect's eyes flashed with joy.

The Mingfeng Tower was crumbling, and the two swords slipped, clearly unable to fight! A generation of cultivation world prodigy, the heir of the demon race, was finally about to fall here!

They no longer cared about the rotation tactics, they rushed forward and surrounded him, eager to witness the moment of killing him with their own hands!

Thunderclouds gathered, and thunder and lightning rumbled tens of thousands of feet high. This was the fiftieth heavenly thunderbolt, a hundred times more powerful. If it fell, Ming Fengque would be annihilated without a burial place!

But they suddenly felt a chill in their hearts.

In the dim rain curtain before my eyes, there seemed to be the shadow of a young man.

White hair, blue eyes, looking back in the dark night of thunder, silent and cold, as if with murderous intent.

He flew towards Mingfengque and disappeared in an instant.

The boy with white hair and golden eyes closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the gilded eyes turned into a pair of ice-blue eyes, inorganic, with a cold and shimmering light, like dew and ice, and slowly glanced at them.

At this moment, all the powerful men who had been in power in the sects for many years subconsciously did not dare to move.

Even though she was clearly reflected in his eyes, it was as if she was not seen, and was only marked with the mark of death.

Fear, terror, terror...

The two swords of the young man in front of him turned into bright white stars and gradually disappeared, as if they were carefully placed somewhere invisible.

But he was not unarmed, a new weapon was slowly taking shape in his hands.

It was a weapon they had never seen before, a black, shiny, streamlined heavy cylinder with a huge hole and countless origins regularly distributed on the circular surface of the hole.

Killing machine.

It's like a beast lurking and roaring in the bottomless abyss.

【drop--】

【The new AK-4700 is in place. 】

[Auto-aiming program activated, calculating, 3, 2, 1, calculation completed.]

Chu Qingkong had no expression on his face. He raised his arm steadily and aimed the cannon.

The light as bright as a meteor streaked across thousands of streams and condensed coldly at the muzzle of the gun.

【Assault Mode Set Up.】

At this moment, everyone felt an unprecedented sense of crisis. For the first time, they, who had been rampant in the bloody world of cultivation, experienced such a concentrated murderous intent and the energy that spanned dimensions behind it.

They had no doubt that if this shot hit, it would explode everywhere and destroy the world.

They drew their swords and charged forward with a clang.

Ming Fengque is now out of strength. If they can destroy that unprecedented black giant, they will definitely have a chance of winning.

But it is not as fast as the system program startup.

【Assault.】

emission!

"Huff—"

Explosion and sparks flew!

Everyone was blown backwards!

On a thunderstorm night, the sky was a bloody red. The heavens seemed truly enraged, and the thunderclouds gathered at an even faster pace. The fiftieth bolt of lightning, weighing a thousand pounds, erupted from the sky, and another fell!

Everyone in the sect spat out a mouthful of blood, and lay on the ground, looking up expectantly, watching the thunderbolt hit the young man, instantly splitting him into a ball of lightning.

Everyone's eyes lit up.

Lightning flashes.

But he did not fall as expected.

The thunder balls on his body gradually disappeared.

He opened his eyes again, and they were still ice blue, even brighter.

It seems like he's regained some power?!

Everyone in the sect was in panic.

【Receive thunder and automatically recharge.】

[Current battery level: 150%.]

Chu Qingkong lowered his eyes to look at his "new AK-4700", his fingertips paused slightly, and changed to a new weapon.

Once the system is in the highest-level authority mode and is activated, it will never stop on its own until the crisis is completely resolved.

【Drip.】

【The new A-999 nuclear bomb is in place. 】

He raised his eyes, and a bright icy blue light flashed.

One person is an army.

No, one man is an army of heavy fighters.

Human nuclear bomb!

…

Withstood fifty-five heavenly thunders.

All the members of the sect were blasted out of the realm by various powerful attacks, and were left to survive in the corners of the endless snow-capped mountains.

They were filled with fear, and didn't even think about why they still survived such a powerful attack.

Because the system follows the "Three Principles of Robotics", in critical moments, even if the highest authority mode is activated, it can only make them lose their combat effectiveness and cannot actually kill humans.

The heavenly thunder ended, the tribulation was successfully overcome, and everything returned to normal.

Chu Qingkong put down the last tank missile.

In the host's body, the spiritual power of the tribulation period began to take shape, filling and expanding little by little, repairing all the wounds left by the fierce battle, expanding the spiritual consciousness, and making the mind clear.

【The crisis is over.】

[The system's final defense mode is automatically turned off.]

——Hey hey!!!

In the blink of an eye, Chu Qingkong shook his head, his eyes showing the same shining stars as always, and his happy mood returned.

But, I'm a little tired...

Why do I have to work overtime in the end?

He didn't have time to think about it for the next second.

Because the system's final mode hadn't been activated for too long and was covered in dust and had bugs, the energy consumption was doubled, super-doubled. The vast core code in his program paused slightly, the data became disordered, his vision went black, and he was automatically teleported back to the system space.

To put it simply.

Crack.

“…”

The tribulation is over.

In the world of cultivation, the sky is bright, the wind stops, and the snow stops.

The white-haired boy closed his eyes, shook slightly, and opened his eyes again under the panicked gaze of everyone in the sect.

It is a pair of gilded phoenix eyes, shining brightly.

…

Ming Fengque returned to his body and tried to call his system anxiously, but there was no response for a long time.

After a while, an automatic reply came from the main god space: The energy consumption is too high, it has gone into hibernation, and we will meet again next time.

Ming Fengque: “…”

He is now in his prime, having leaped into the Tribulation Crossing Stage, and his cultivation level has even surpassed his previous level.

Everyone in the sect was lying around the snow-capped mountain, looking extremely miserable.

Being beaten like this today is the only humiliation these old monsters who have lived for thousands of years have experienced in their long lives.

"You..." Ming Fengque's eyes, as dark as a cold pond, turned and stared at them. His voice was very slow, stern and heavy.

There was an inexplicable chill that came from the hearts of everyone in the sect, making them shiver.

"Just hurt him?"