Two Thousand Years in a Dream of Millet, One Man, One Sword, Protecting the Mountains and Rivers

At the end of the Warring States period, he studied under Guiguzi, practiced the strategy of alliances and confederacies, established the Black Ice Platform, and helped Ying Zheng sweep across the ...

Chapter 301 One Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate

That is the law of heaven and earth!

The power of the laws of heaven and earth is beyond imagination.

He knew that the real tribulation was about to begin!

The Immortal of Nanhua once told him that if he wanted to enter the realm of seeing the heavens, he had to withstand forty-nine heavenly tribulations in order to pass the heavenly tribulation!

But at this moment, there was no sign of a lightning tribulation descending from the sky. Instead, the temperature rose rapidly and became extremely hot, as if one were in a furnace of purgatory.

Lu Li frowned, because the sky had shattered and the flowing energy had returned to the mortal realm, but suddenly a raging fire broke out all around him. The flames were purplish-red and contained a destructive aura.

"Heavenly Fire?"

Lu Li felt a chill run down his spine; he sensed the danger contained within those flames.

The heavenly fire between heaven and earth possesses unfathomable power.

The heavenly fire swept in, engulfing Lu Li in the blink of an eye, and thick smoke billowed from his body.

The flames were very strange; instead of burning his physical body, they burrowed into his soul, wreaking havoc and tormenting it, trying to devour his intelligence.

"Ah!" Lu Li screamed in agony, his eyes turning bloodshot.

He felt as if his soul was being burned away; the pain was simply unbearable!

Fortunately, although his soul was being scorched to the point of collapse, Lu Li still retained a sliver of rationality and managed to hold on thanks to his strong willpower.

However, the longer Lu Li persisted, the greater the torment he endured.

As time slowly passed, Lu Li finally couldn't hold on any longer. He had just fallen into a coma, but was awakened by the torment of pain, and this cycle repeated itself.

Gradually, Lu Li's eyes turned bloodshot, and two crystal tears dripped down the corners of her eyes, blurring her vision.

Before his eyes, in the endless darkness, many images seemed to appear, each representing a story, a sad past.

"Brother Lu!"

"Mr. Lu!"

"Master!"