Lu Zhaozhao opened her eyes again when the tribulation lightning had reached its peak.
The dilapidated thatched hut couldn't block out the view of the sky; Lu Zhaozhao understood as soon as she looked up.
With the help of the Dragon Ball, her cultivation has become twice as effective in recent days. The ever-accumulating true energy has enabled her to reach the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage, and she has even faintly touched that line.
Looking at the dense thunderclouds covering the sky and the boundless thunder contained within them, Lu Zhaozhao's eyes revealed excitement.
Her improved cultivation level filled her with power, and she was eager to test her skills. The tribulation lightning before her had come at just the right time.
She leaped, and the Dragon Pearl returned to her body, but this time it didn't stay in her palm; instead, it merged with the golden core in her dantian.
Lu Zhaozhao felt a clear sky before her, and the circulation of her true energy seemed to speed up considerably.
The most direct manifestation is the speed at which the true qi covers the surface of the reverse karma.
The golden aura was enveloped in a faint blue light, which softened the murderous intent considerably.
"boom--"
As the first bolt of lightning struck, she twisted her wrist and cleaved it in two with a single strike of her sword, Ni Ye.
"Boom boom—"
One after another, thunderbolts struck, and the thunderclouds stretching for hundreds of miles were now filled with lightning, determined to annihilate the person seeking the Dao.
"You've come at the perfect time."
Lu Zhaozhao smiled and held her sword horizontally in front of her.
The rebellious force trembled, and from its center, four identical swords materialized.
Anyone who has entered the Nine Realms of East Lake would find this scene familiar, as it is exactly the same move Yun Xian used to defeat the black-robed man with Guiyue, except that the number of swords the two can conjure is different.
Like the Ten Thoughts on Admonition from Wenyuan Academy, Emperor Huizong of Qing also had his own unique methods.
The Eighteen Sword Styles were exclusively passed down by Emperor Huizong of the Qing Dynasty. Unlike the Ten Admonitions, which had strict requirements for talent, the Qing Hui Sword Styles were extremely easy to learn, but subsequent practice was much more difficult.
The unity of man and sword is a simple concept, yet it is a realm that many sword practitioners struggle to reach in their entire lives. And this is merely the stepping stone to a deeper level of sword style.
When the bond between a sword and a person reaches a certain level, the person can use their own powerful strength to transform the sword into a different form. The resulting sword is as powerful as the person's natal sword, and the more swords there are, the higher the damage.
The Seven Strings of Cloud String represent the limit of contemporary understanding. Even within the entire history of the Qing Dynasty, only a handful of people could surpass him, and many disciples spent their entire lives without being able to produce a second one.
Before this trip, Lu Zhaozhao could only conjure two swords, so having four now was an unexpected surprise. She could feel that this rapid progress was inseparable from the dragon pearl within her body, while Ying Che, the most outstanding young man in Qinghui, had only cultivated to the third sword.
It was truly a stroke of incredible luck, Lu Zhaozhao couldn't help but sigh, thankfully it was she who got the Dragon Ball.
The power of thunder shattered everything that stood in its way, and Lu Zhaozhao's sword was also ready for action.
The distance is constantly decreasing.
Now is the perfect time to make a move!
Without any hesitation, Lu Zhaozhao flashed forward and charged towards the lightning tribulation like lightning.
The two attacks collided, creating a massive shockwave in the air, and the light tore through the darkness, illuminating the night sky.
"This tribulation lightning also covers a distance of 120 miles. Do you think this person can safely pass through it?"
The stronger the tribulation lightning, the more difficult it is to overcome.
For thousands of years, countless cultivators have fallen victim to the lightning tribulation, some losing all their cultivation, others being reduced to ashes.
Qing Songzi clenched his fists. He seemed to have returned to a hundred years ago, when he was waiting for Yun Xian to undergo his tribulation in the hall. At that time, he was also by the side of Master Bu Lu, just like he was now. Not long ago, he shocked the cultivation world with eighty miles of thunderclouds.
He turned to look at Master Bai Yuan. To be honest, he was also curious to know if his junior brother, who was a hundred years younger than him, felt the same way he did back then.
At the summit of Qinghui Mountain, Nian Zhi suddenly fell into a coma. Yun Xian and Ying Che anxiously took care of her. They were aware of the strange occurrences in the sky, but they simply didn't have the energy to investigate.
Far to the west, three figures stood on the walls of the Ming Palace, also watching the scene outside the western border.
The battle lasted for three days and three nights. On the morning of the fourth day, the thunderclouds dissipated, the thunder ceased, the sun rose, and the world returned to brightness and peace.
Beside the thatched hut, Lu Zhaozhao coughed suddenly, spilling bright red blood onto the grass beside her, bending the newly sprouted wild grass.
She looked up at the slowly dissipating thunderclouds and felt a sense of relief.
As she delivered her final blow, she suddenly realized that this was a tribulation of lightning for the Nascent Soul to enter and leave the body, and one of the restrictions of the Golden Palace Banquet was that one was below the Nascent Soul stage.
She cannot cross that line.
So, she stopped immediately after delivering her final blow, which dispersed the thunderclouds.
The question arrived as promised.
As the name suggests, it is about inquiring about the path to enlightenment.
Lu Zhaozhao remained silent, forcefully suppressing her cultivation at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage, thus forcing back the questioner.
As a result, she suffered a backlash, spitting out blood as a reaction to internal organ damage.
Fortunately, her injuries were not serious, and with the Dragon Ball protecting her, this backlash did not affect her subsequent matches.
Having already entered the Nascent Soul stage, Lu Zhaozhao was forcibly suppressed to the Core Formation stage. At this moment, she was far more powerful than an ordinary Core Formation cultivator.
She moved her arms, her joints creaking, and she felt refreshed, as if she had been remodeled.
The power of the lightning tribulation was so great that she found the battle quite exhilarating. Now she couldn't wait to rush to the Golden Palace Banquet and fight against heroes from all walks of life.
This cultivation and tribulation took two months to complete in the blink of an eye, and the Golden Palace Banquet was indeed just around the corner.
Lu Zhaozhao quickly packed her things, got ready, and set off for Wenyuan Academy.
At the same time, the chosen ones from various schools and sects also finished their final sprint.
Sect Leader Xian Ji knocked on the door of the bamboo garden. Yao Tong's seven-stringed zither was gleaming. She looked up, her eyes filled with boundless anticipation.
Master Bai opened his eyes in the stone chamber, just as his youngest disciple, Ying, was summoned by the sect leader to wake him.
Inside the Qing Dynasty palace, Yun Xian stood at the very front, with Ying Che behind him. Next to Ying Che, where Lu Zhaozhao had originally been, stood Nian Zhi.
Nian Zhi gripped her sword tightly as she listened to Yun Xian and Ying Che confirm Lu Zhaozhao's itinerary.
"My junior sister sent a message back to the sect the day before yesterday. She has already set off for Wenyuan Academy and will meet us there."
Yunxian nodded and softly said, "Let's go."
All the sects except Wenyuan Academy also headed to the same destination at the same time.
The Golden Palace Banquet, a grand event in the cultivation world, has officially begun.
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