Unlike Han Qianling and Luo Jiujiang's free-for-all policy towards the Spirit Snake and Vermillion Bird realms, the Azure Dragon Academy's holy land contingent had, for millennia, always marched and departed together. If they encountered stragglers from other realms along the way, the academy's disciples, out of compassion and benevolence, would gather them in according to their usual rules.
Faced with this unprecedented silver lightning tribulation, most of the academy's disciples were whispering among themselves. However, within this group, only two students standing particularly close to Yin Bansi noticed that he was smiling.
It was not the usual sneer, sneer, or fake smile of the Lord of Yunshen Peak. It was actually a simple smile without any irony. If someone dared to stare at Yin Bansi's face for three seconds under the pressure, he could even taste a hint of blessing from it.
Yin Bansi remained silent, but his reaction was more terrifying than any words in the world, even the massive medicine cauldron on his Medicine Peak, which had been burning continuously for over a decade, bubbling day and night. The two students swallowed and exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with horror and disbelief confirming that this wasn't a sign of impending blindness.
Their Lord Yin Feng was indeed smiling.
One of the female cultivators was particularly bold. Relying on the rumor that Yin Bansi never spoke harshly to the female disciples in the peak, she asked in a trembling voice, "Peak Master, what are you doing..."
Yin Bansi smiled again.
"A friend," he replied briefly.
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But no matter what kind of years these people were going through in their hearts, they could not help but be frightened and silenced by the power of the fifth thunder tribulation that was about to come.
The fifth thunder tribulation may not be as strong as the first one in terms of pure golden energy, but it is still more crazy and ferocious.
What's more, it is common sense to use magic weapons and formations to help overcome the first thunder tribulation, but the previous thunder tribulations were so swift... At this moment, many people had the same worry for the person who was undergoing the tribulation: Does that person still have the magic weapon that can resist the thunder?
Luo Jiujiang didn’t.
However, ever since he became a Jindan, he had never relied on external things to survive thunder tribulations.
At this moment, he went straight forward, with the tip of the knife facing the violently trembling end of the silver electric arc. In this instant, the tip of the knife collided with the lightning, and the blade of the clear snow knife shone brightly, as if to compete with the heavenly calamity for glory. However, it was the bright moon in Luo Jiujiang's dantian that finally put all its light on the blade. It was obviously only a monotonous silver color, but the color was bright to the extreme, and it looked so gorgeous that it was hard to find in the world.
Half of the lightning flowed along Chengxue into Luo Jiujiang's dantian, turning into part of the source of Yin, and the other half was offset by Luo Jiujiang's power and slowly disappeared between heaven and earth.
After suddenly absorbing the power of half a heavenly thunder, Luo Jiujiang's dantian felt a little tight for a moment. It happened that the sixth heavenly thunder was gathering in the clouds. Luo Jiujiang took the lead and without waiting for the thunder to fall completely, the power of Daoyuan poured out like money.
——Who says that cultivators who are undergoing tribulation can only passively take beatings?
It takes a thunderstorm to react. Is this probably an old donkey pulling a mill with its head blindfolded?
The Heavenly Tribulation had probably never before faced a cultivator as unpredictable as Luo Jiujiang. The sixth thunderbolt had only been halfway through when it coincided with Luo Jiujiang's powerful sword radiance. In the end, no one could say for sure whether the sixth thunderbolt had even finished—because visually, it looked like a half-held yawn.
Only Luo Jiujiang's dantian shook, and he knew exactly where those powers would eventually flow.
This time, it wasn't the heavenly thunder chasing the cultivators; instead, Luo Jiujiang was pressing the calamity clouds. The seventh calamity followed in the footsteps of its sixth brother, being snuffed out by Luo Jiujiang before it had even begun to emerge. The eighth was even worse, barely peeking out from the clouds when it finally appeared.
When the eighth thunder tribulation was also picked up by Luo Jiujiang's sword, Luo Jiujiang's sword energy had already forced it to the cloud layer of the tribulation cloud, and it was like a bamboo breaking through, and it cut a hole in the silky and silver tribulation cloud!
At that moment, it seemed as if the sky had suddenly darkened because of this outrageous act!
Like pouring a bucket of cold water into a boiling pot of oil, not only did the oil splatter, but a puff of hissing green smoke also rose. The moment the calamity cloud was torn apart, from the rift, the length of an ordinary man's arm, a torrent of silver lightning poured out like an inverted bag!
If the previous thunder tribulations were just silver snakes and centipedes, then at this moment, the tribulation clouds that descended were a dancing electric net.
The light made Luo Jiujiang's face pale, but there was a light in his eyes that he had been longing for but could not get.
"Thank you for your help!" Luo Jiujiang clapped his sword and chopped it down. The little Nascent Soul in his Dantian spontaneously made the same movements as him without the need for his spiritual consciousness to control it.
Luo Jiujiang and his Nascent Soul both swung their swords forward at this moment.
At this moment, Luo Jiujiang and his Nascent Soul reached an unprecedented consistency and unity. The power of the Yin Dao Source was controlled to the extreme by him, flowing like water according to his will.
The little Nascent Soul opened its eyes at some point, and at the same time, a faint golden light emanated from the eyes of the two "Luo Jiujiang" both inside and outside the Dantian.
Cheng Xue cut the electric net in half one by one like chopping melons and vegetables, and under the pressure of the force acting on the blade, Luo Jiujiang and his newly cultivated Nascent Soul completely merged into one.
From then on, he no longer needed to use his spiritual sense to deliberately change the small world in his dantian, because his Nascent Soul could mobilize the power of the world on its own.
He is the only god in this small world, and this small world is himself.
The calamity clouds that had gathered in the sky finally slowly dissipated. Luo Jiujiang let out a long breath, and his eyes flashed with a golden light that was difficult for ordinary people to detect.
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