Shui Wuhen uttered a single sentence and then activated the spiritual energy within his body. The faint aura of a powerful figure overwhelmed the surrounding Qing Shui Sect disciples, whose cultivation levels were low, leaving them with bitter expressions.
According to the principles of Heaven, if the enemy does not move, I do not move. If the enemy moves, I move. In the instant the water moves without leaving a trace, the clear sky suddenly becomes as black as if it were dripping ink.
In no time at all, bolts of lightning struck Shui Wuhen.
At first, Shui Wuhen seemed to be handling the situation with ease, calmly weaving through the cracks in the lightning. Her figure was like a fluttering butterfly, her dance graceful and pleasing to the eye. But then, Shui Wuhen struggled more and more, her azure robes were charred in many places, and a strand of her black hair drifted in disarray.
Ji Xiaoxiao stood in the shadows with her arms crossed, staring intently at Shui Wuhen.
Two hours later, of the eighty-one tribulation lightning bolts, Shui Wuhen was left with only the last one.
The final lightning bolt was the strongest of all the tribulations. Shui Wuhen was completely focused, not daring to be distracted. He resolutely took out his defensive magic treasures and threw them one by one into the sky as if they were free.
The next second, the lightning in the clouds, like a living dragon, roared and shook the earth.
At this moment, Shui Wuhen's spiritual power was already exhausted, but he still stubbornly insisted on adding a layer of spiritual power protective shield, covering his entire body completely, before he felt at ease.
The colossal lightning bolt crashed down, destroying one defensive magical artifact, then two, three, four… When all the magical artifacts were destroyed, the giant lightning bolt revealed itself to be outwardly strong but inwardly weak.
Seeing this, Ji Xiaoxiao nodded, "Ascension is a foregone conclusion."
However, Ji Xiaoxiao was speaking too soon.
After Shui Wuhen received the final tribulation lightning, the Heavenly Dao did not send down the Pure Dew Celestial Music or the guiding light. Within the dark clouds, a world-destroying tribulation lightning was still brewing.
“That’s not right.” Ji Xiaoxiao was knowledgeable and had survived a tribulation, so she roughly knew the process of ascension.
There was no celestial music, no guiding light, only rumbling thunder. Ji Xiaoxiao scoffed, thinking that Heaven would only let Shui Wuhen rest in peace once he met his end.
Seeing that Shui Wuhen was in imminent danger, Ji Xiaoxiao leaped forward and reached out to grab the massive lightning bolt descending from the sky. A slight smile played on her lips as she suddenly exerted force, and the lightning dissipated.
"Heaven has come prepared; we must retreat first."
A gentleman takes revenge even after ten years. Ji Xiaoxiao did not want to indulge in momentary pleasure, but instead suffered a lifetime of pain.
Shui Wuhen ignored her and, upon seeing Ji Xiaoxiao's face, paused, then said, "Xiaobai, you're back?"
---Aside---
Xiaoming is preparing for his final exams. After this "torturous" story ends, Xiaoming may only be able to update with 1,000 words a day from now on!
I'm so sorry, I really feel bad for the readers who support Xiaoming!
As for regular updates, Xiaoming will mention that later!
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