Chapter 706: Ten Thunder Tribulations
Jiaying waited for a long time, but the Buddhist beads did not crack. When he was considering whether to damage the Buddhist beads artificially, the thunder tribulation came.
This means that Ye Xiaoman has survived all the previous thunder tribulations. Jiaying never expected that Ye Xiaoman had an extra man. He only accepted this test with full pride in Ye Xiaoman.
Jing Zhui sat in the coffin and heard thunder rumbling in the void. The test became more and more serious.
He counted them out of boredom and found that there were six in total.
He thought Ye Xiaoman probably had no one left.
Every time a thunder strikes, one of the octopus' legs is struck off. Even an octopus sometimes doesn't have enough legs.
He waited confidently for Ye Xiaoman to come and beg him.
After waiting for a long time, the seventh thunder tribulation was brewing, but Ye Xiaoman's message still hadn't arrived.
Jing Zhui couldn't describe the disappointment he felt at the moment. He just felt that even if he succeeded in destroying the world and accomplishing his great cause, he would not be happy.
Jing Zhui stepped out of the coffin and took a casual step forward.
As he moved, the scenery around him changed with him.
From the void, four chains stretched out and tightly locked his hands and feet. The red light of various constraints, prohibitions, and curses on the black iron chains flickered. Compared with before, the restraints that sealed him were not as strong as before as he gradually regained part of his body.
Jing Zhui passed through the space-time formation and entered a chaotic space. In the darkness, there was no light at all. He could only see countless red ropes crisscrossing each other, and he could faintly hear countless people whispering. This was the lifeline of all the puppets Jing Zhui controlled.
Jing Zhui found the one belonging to Ye Xiaoman. He wrapped the red thread around his wrist, temporarily connecting his fate with Ye Xiaoman. Faint resistance came, and Jing Zhui discovered that he was not the only one connected to Ye Xiaoman's fate today.
He raised an eyebrow.
The scenery around him became where Ye Xiaoman was.
He stood on the top of the clouds, looking down at the city. He saw the howling wind, the grass and trees swaying wildly, and there was no one on the streets. Lightning flashed in the clouds, illuminating his face.
The seventh, eighth, and ninth thunder tribulations were already brewing, and the entire city trembled under the might of the thunder. Above the Huantian Chamber of Commerce branch, in the center of the dark clouds, a huge vortex was swirling at high speed.
This vortex was like a giant mouth, absorbing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth at a high speed, waiting to use all its strength to give Ye Xiaoman the final blow.
The last three thunder tribulations are the most powerful and cruel.
Jing Zhui considered the power of this thunder tribulation, which was surprisingly even greater than when he had established his foundation as the World-Destroying Demon God. It was excessive for Heaven to use this to deal with a mere Qi Refiner. Even the breakthrough of an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator might not be able to withstand such a massive test.
Jing Zhui was secretly surprised. Why did the Heavenly Dao specifically target Ye Xiaoman?
Could she really be the savior?
What if she is destined to kill him in the future, will he save her now?
The most sensible thing to do would be to stand by and watch her turn to ashes. If she could survive this catastrophe, he would crush her lifeline and send her into reincarnation.
The last three thunder tribulations came at the same time!
After approaching the ground, the thunder python turned into hundreds of rays. The city, which was as dark as night, was illuminated by the thunder points at this moment as if it were daytime. All the buildings and human colors were simplified into horizontal and vertical lines in the white light that filled the sky and the earth.
Jing Zhui's hand was faster than his heart, and he quickly grabbed the huge lightning that was enough to collapse the entire city.
In addition to his hand, he also saw another hand, which suddenly broke through the dark clouds and snatched the Thunder Python together with him.
Based on the pressure and domineering aura emanating from the other party, Jing Zhui recognized at a glance that it was his old rival Zhu Chuideng.
Sure enough, from somewhere high in the sky, Zhu Chuideng's teasing voice came: "Jing Zhui, you finally came."
Jing Zhui responded: "I don't want to lose a puppet who has made great contributions."
Zhu Chuideng laughed, "You'd better be like this."
Zhu Chuideng was bound by the power of rules, and Jing Zhui was just a remnant soul. The two had limited time, so they stopped talking and worked actively, picking up all the minefields that could be seen by the naked eye, holding them tightly in their hands, and hiding them in each other's time and space.
Disappeared.
Jing Zhui walked back to his chaotic space. The thunder python that was powerful enough to destroy the world kept struggling in his palm. The sharp sound almost pierced his eardrums. Jing Zhui's palm was burned into a pile of white bones.
Jing Zhui had no expression on his face, still holding the Thunder Python tightly. The Thunder Python was helpless and shrank smaller and smaller. Finally, it was crushed by Jing Zhui and disappeared.
The sound of the chains moving came from far away and dragged Jing Zhui back into the grave.
Zhu Chuideng opened his eyes, his spirit returned to where he was standing in the wilderness.
In his hand, he held a thunder tribulation that he had brought back from Ye Xiaoman's place when he traveled through time and space.
He threw the lightning bolt to the ground.
Snap!
The ground in the wasteland let out an unbearable wail. In front of Zhu Chuideng, a crack appeared on the surface of the earth, running through the entire valley. The crack grew larger and larger, and the roaring thunder and lightning blasted open an abyss, and the water from the earth's veins gushed out.
Zhuchuideng stands on a high place, from which one can see the scenery of the city from afar.
He said to himself, "It ended smoothly."
However, the dark clouds in the city showed no signs of dissipating.
Somehow, Zhu Chuideng read the determination of Heaven: it was not willing to end like this, it wanted to give Ye Xiaoman one last test.
And this time, it doesn't allow anyone to interfere!
Zhu Chuideng's composure disappeared.
Outside the paradise.
The Nascent Soul cultivators guarding the formation looked at each other, each with a look of confusion on their face.
Huh? The nine thunder tribulations are over just like that?
They can finish their work before they even start. Is it so easy to make money from the Huantian Chamber of Commerce?
A cultivator hesitated and repeatedly confirmed: "Are all the nine thunder tribulations gone?"
The monk who was questioned answered with a dull look in his eyes: "Well, each one was led away before it fell."
According to the monks' understanding, even if it means risking their lives, one person can only help another person withstand one thunder tribulation.
Ye Xiaoman found nine people to help her share the thunder tribulation.
Is this okay?
Why were all those people so willing to help her? What kind of personal charm did she have that could convince so many people to risk their lives for her?
From another mysterious perspective, the Heavenly Dao's foundation-building method, in principle, does not allow anyone to cheat in this way. In the history of immortal cultivation, all those who dared to do so were struck to death by lightning. Since the Heavenly Dao allowed it, does it mean that Ye Xiaoman is shouldering some extraordinary destiny?
The monks of the Qingzheng Sect didn't care about that. They knew their fellow disciple had successfully passed the test. The eldest brother asked happily, "Is that the end? Can we go in and find our junior sister now?"
Before he finished speaking, the leader of the guards, who had been cautiously watching the calamity clouds outside, suddenly shouted, "Oh no! There's one last thunderstorm!"
The monks were shocked.
"Ten thunder tribulations? The only one in the history of immortal cultivation with ten thunder tribulations?"
"Hiss, who on earth is Ye Xiaoman?"
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