Chapter 407: Overcoming the Tribulation

After knowing the plans of the demon race, the spirit race and other alien races, it was meaningless to stay in Canglan Realm to kill the demon race's immortal masters. Therefore, Shen Ping returned to the western area of ​​the Great Dark Abyss through the space crack that day. He first went to the front battlefield.

The fighting here was extremely fierce. Many guest elders from the Zhenbao Pavilion, as well as some friendly elders from other sects and other cultivators of the Nascent Soul and Fusion Stage, came here to fight with the aliens. However, most of the human sects still closed their mountains and refused to let anyone go out, so some of the guest elders in the pavilion chose to leave directly.

To this.

Shen Ping did not let Yue Lingluo force them. After all, this matter was about life and death, and everyone would put their own life first. He had asked Yue Lingluo to take note of those guest elders who dared to fight with the alien races. After the crisis was over, he would allocate extra resources to these guest elders.

Suspended in mid-air.

Looking at the battlefield, the masters of various halls from all over the world and some main hall-level powerful men did not retreat, and all of them arrived at the battlefield.

They had fought with the derivative beasts in all over the world. None of them retreated in the face of alien races. They were originally quite disgusted with some of the hall masters, but at this moment, the bad feeling in Shen Ping's heart disappeared a lot.

"Spiritual vein."

Arriving at the rear camp established by Zhenbao Pavilion on the battlefield and entering one of the barracks, he saw Yue Lingluo wearing armor and magic weapons. The strongest of her other wives, concubines and Taoist partners were only at the Refining Void level and could not participate in this kind of battle at all, but Yue Lingluo was a fusion, so there would not be too many problems here. Moreover, as the general manager of Zhenbao Pavilion, if she did not show up under such circumstances, it would certainly have a huge impact on the morale of the human race.

"Husband!"

See Shen Ping.

Yue Lingluo showed joy on her face. She naturally knew that Shen Ping had gone to the Canglan Demon Realm. Although her husband was very powerful, in a fight between cultivators, no one could guarantee that he would be the winner. Now that she saw her husband returning safely, her worries immediately subsided.

The two hugged each other briefly and got down to business.

"My husband, don't worry about the battlefield. Although the alien race has sent many combined cultivators and great masters, our Zhenbao Pavilion has a strong foundation. Relying on various powerful formations, puppets, spirit insects and other means, we still have the upper hand."

"Especially some Void Refining and Healing cultivators who came from my husband's hometown. They have many methods, extremely strong combat power, and are very good at skills. In just a few months, more than 20 Void Refining cultivators died at their hands, and even one Healing cultivator died."

Yue Lingluo paused for a moment and continued, "The only thing we need to consider is the Xinghai defense line. If it collapses, will the alien race send true immortals to help them? Although my husband left behind a powerful immortal formation, it is difficult for us to activate and maintain the immortal formation to resist the true immortals."

Hearing this.

Shen Ping nodded and said thoughtfully: "The power of those immortal formations is indeed not low. They can resist true immortals and celestial immortals. How about this, I will talk to Xinghai and ask them to send several true immortals and celestial immortals to maintain it."

Yue Lingluo smiled and said, "Thank you, husband. With the True Immortal and Celestial Immortal Senior here, as long as the Golden Immortal does not forcefully attack, this place can be safe."

We chatted a few more sentences.

Shen Ping kissed Yue Lingluo on her red lips and said softly, "Thank you for your hard work this time."

Among his wives, concubines and Taoist companions, the only one who can help him at present is Yue Lingluo. Yingyue and Pei Huoyu actually want to help, but their strength is still too low. If they come here, it will make it difficult for Yue Lingluo to move.

"My dear, for cultivators like me to die in a fight with foreign races is a worthy death. It is not a hardship. Besides, this is what I should do."

Yue Lingluo said frankly.

"If you are in dire straits, please send me a message!"

Before leaving.

Shen Ping said solemnly.

"Understood, husband."

…

Return to Greystone.

Shen Ping walked slowly on the main street in the city, which was as deserted as a ghost market. His heart calmed down. Looking at the closed shops around him, he seemed to recall the days when Yunshanfang had suffered a devastating disaster. The only difference was that at that time he was just an ant and could only desperately find ways to leave.

But now, he is indeed a powerful beast spirit genius who can fight with the Golden Immortal, and as the saying goes, if the sky falls, there is a tall man to hold it up, and he is that tall man.

Walk back to the City Lord’s Mansion.

As soon as I arrived at the corridor, I saw several maids coming towards me with worried faces. These maids were all Jindan cultivators, but even among the maids, there were many female Jindan cultivators who were trying their best to get into the City Lord's Mansion.

But now, the City Lord’s Mansion has become the most dangerous place.

"Meet the Pavilion Master!"

When these maids saw Shen Ping and bowed, there was surprise and joy in their eyes. The mansion was empty before, and they thought that the Shen family had left first and left them here to fend for themselves, but they didn't expect that the Pavilion Master had not left yet.

Shen Ping nodded, and when he looked behind him, he could sense the brisk footsteps of the maids, who were obviously much more relaxed than before. He stopped and wanted to say something, but after moving his lips a few times, he still couldn't say it.

If there had been a strong man in charge of Yunshanfang back then, I think he wouldn't have been under so much pressure.

Come to the viewing pavilion not far from the lake.

He walked up to the tall building, leaned his hands on the railing, and looked down at the scenery inside the mansion and some buildings in the city in the distance. He suddenly felt a heavy pressure in his heart. He understood that this was responsibility. This responsibility included the concern for his wife, concubines and fellow Taoists, as well as a sense of belonging to the maids in the mansion, the many cultivators in the city, and all the human cultivators in the Dark Abyss after he integrated into this world.

"You can escape for a while, but can you escape for a lifetime?"

Whispering.

Shen Ping's eyes became more determined. He actually knew that he had never thought about leaving from the beginning, and now he was just making up his mind.

Enter the quiet room.

He closed his eyes and thought.

"The primary target of the alien Golden Immortals is definitely me. As long as I don't leave or hide in the palace, these Golden Immortals will definitely pursue me. In this way, the pressure on the front battlefield will be much less, and other cities will be safer. It's nothing more than facing some True Immortals and Heavenly Immortals. When the time comes, the human race can send True Immortals and Heavenly Immortals to go..."

How to resolve the crisis.

Simply running away to save his life is absolutely not enough. After all, he still needs to practice, comprehend the great way of heaven and earth, and enter the gate of strange beasts. The goal of the aliens is to make him escape continuously, so he must confront them head-on and kill those alien golden immortals to tremble in fear.

Think of this.

He carefully recalled the battle with the second-level ancient demon in the Canglan Demon Realm. There was no doubt that in the lower realms such as the Tai'an Abyss and the Canglan Realm, his strength was indeed capable of killing Golden Immortals. Due to the restrictions of the interface rules, the Golden Immortals were unable to exert their true strength. If he faced a Golden Immortal again in the immortal realm, no matter how many tricks he had, it would be useless.

However, most of the Golden Immortals have trump cards, and the alien races already know their strength. After their defense lines collapse, they will definitely not act alone, so it is unrealistic to want to kill the Golden Immortals.

Even if the strength is further improved, accidents will still occur, which will make the Golden Immortals of other races more vigilant.

"How can we be absolutely sure?"

Shen Ping pondered over and over again, sorting out his many methods. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, "Yes, how could I forget my soul-sending talent!"

brush.

He came to the soul-hosting clone. This clone was formed by the soul-hosting talent in the palace. Its illusion is extremely strong, but its own strength is average. In the palace world, it has constraints and suppression, so it can naturally trap most cultivators. But in reality, it is very useless. However, it can rely on illusion to make some arrangements.

In addition.

The soul-hosting talent allows one to have three clones at the same time. As long as one kills a Golden Immortal and successfully hosts his soul on his corpse, he can perfectly turn this Golden Immortal into his own clone.

You know.

The clone formed by the soul-hosting talent, except for the most fundamental soul breath, is the same as the original body in other aspects such as form, appearance, magic power, etc.

In most cases, no one would specifically explore the spiritual soul of a monk, and many monks would not allow other monks to explore them at will.

Therefore, as long as he can successfully transfer his soul, he will have a lot of room to maneuver.

"No matter what, we have to give it a try, but before that we have to improve our cultivation to the level of Crossing Tribulation, so that we can be more confident."

Shen Ping's eyes lit up. His cultivation had already reached the late Mahayana stage, and the beast spirit genius had basically not been able to break through the limitations of his cultivation. As long as he had enough strange stones and beast spirit pills, he could enhance the magic power of the strange beast in his body.

Of course, if one relies on strange stones to practice, the speed will be very slow, especially when one reaches the level of the Great Vehicle and the Tribulation Transcendence. Even if one has enough strange stones, it will take thousands or tens of thousands of years to advance to each small realm, which is still fast.

The higher the purity of the strange beast's bloodline, the faster the cultivation speed will be.

In addition, there is the Beast Spirit Pill, which can greatly speed up the improvement of the cultivation of beast spirit geniuses. The reason why Yin Ting of the Feather Clan was able to break through so quickly was because of the Beast Spirit Pill he gave her.

I checked the Beast Spirit Pills and found that there were enough.

Shen Ping was not in a hurry to sit in meditation and practice. He got up and went to Xianju Mansion.

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"Senior Zhan!"

When bowing.

Senior Zhan stepped forward in a hurry and said, "Fellow Daoist Shen, there is no need to be so polite. You almost killed a second-level ancient demon in the Canglan Realm. It's really amazing. With your strength, you can just be friends with us as equals."

Shen Ping's every move has attracted much attention. Naturally, what happened in the Canglan Realm cannot be concealed. Moreover, such things are too shocking and spread very quickly. The demons also want to block the news, because the stronger Shen Ping is, the more attention the Gaochang tribes will pay to him.

A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind.

The aliens all know this.

"What is the matter with you, Mr. Shen?"

Shen Ping quickly told his purpose, which was mainly to ask the Xinghai Defense Line to send some True Immortals and Heavenly Immortals to the front battlefield.

Senior Zhan smiled and said, "This is the right thing to do. I will pass the message to Senior Li Jinxian right away."

After half a cup of tea.

Li Jinxian responded.

"Dozens of True Immortals and three Celestial Immortals have already passed by."

Hearing this.

Shen Ping felt relieved.

Although the number of human Golden Immortals who have come down to the world is not large, there are many True Immortals and Heavenly Immortals. It is more than enough to transfer some of them, and besides, the True Immortals and Heavenly Immortals cannot affect the situation.

…

Finished the work.

At this critical juncture, Shen Ping, however, turned a deaf ear to the outside world and practiced in seclusion. With the Taiyi Void Immortal Talisman, after only eight years, his cultivation reached the peak of Mahayana.

In a quiet room.

Waves of aura continued to rise, mixed with huge spiritual fluctuations, which even began to affect the surrounding space, and behind him there was a faint spiritual shadow similar to the Dharma image of heaven and earth.

From Mahayana to Tribulation, the most important thing is the improvement of the soul, while the improvement of magic power is secondary. In order to integrate the essence of beast blood, Shen Ping had already taken some natural treasures from the immortal realm to nourish his spirit and greatly improve his mental strength. Therefore, this key realm is not too difficult for him. He only needs to constantly use his huge mental power to repeatedly temper his soul.

Boom!

The spiritual energy hit the walls of the quiet room.

The array patterns carved on the wall kept flashing, and fortunately he was a beast spirit genius, so there was no thunder tribulation when he broke through. Otherwise, the movement of the thunder tribulation alone would have attracted great attention. However, when he was about to break through, the vast amount of immortal spiritual energy gathered in the immortal array, which still made many maids and guards in the mansion look sideways.

Another half year passed.

Shen Ping's soul was tempered successfully, and the shadow behind him became solid. A huge spiritual projection appeared, as flawless as a Nascent Soul. The moment this spiritual projection appeared, the surrounding space trembled, as if it would shatter at any time.

A few days later.

This state slowly calmed down.

He opened his eyes, and his spiritual awareness permeated his body. The golden power of the strange beast lingered in his dantian and sea of ​​consciousness, and a faint texture of the strange beast gradually appeared on his bones. At the same time, he sensed the very weak pressure of the rules of the interface, and it seemed that he would leave this world and ascend at any time.

“Is this what it means to transcend the tribulation…”

Compared to Mahayana monks.

The strong people at the tribulation level hardly move around, and rarely explore ruins or fight. He didn't quite understand it originally, but now he knows the reason clearly. This level has reached the top level of cultivation that can be achieved in the lower realm. No matter whether they take action or use their own magic power and soul, it is easy to cause heavenly thunder, thereby transcending the tribulation and ascending ahead of time.

You should know that most cultivators are not sure of successfully passing through the thunder tribulation of ascension. It is already very good to become a wandering immortal in the end. More than half of them die in the power of thunder tribulation.

I sorted out my feelings.

He slowly activated his enhanced talent.

boom.

In the blink of an eye, the magical aura of the strange beast rose rapidly, reaching a level comparable to that of an eight-tribulation immortal.

"Transform into a spirit!"

laugh.

The aura of magical power fluctuated again, and was already comparable to that of a Ten Tribulations Loose Immortal.

The last is the beast soul state.

Suddenly, all aspects of himself were strengthened again, and he was comparable to an eleven-tribulation immortal.

However, these are Shen Ping's own estimates, and the specific strength can only be known after a real fight.

Feel it carefully.

Not long.

Shen Ping's magical power returned to the initial stage of tribulation. He stepped out of the quiet room and looked towards the sea of ​​stars, his eyes gradually filled with murderous intent.

(End of this chapter)