Chapter 214: Chapter 214
The sun and moon dimmed, and the world fell silent...
Contrary to everyone's expectations, on the day An Ning formed her Nascent Soul, the momentum was extraordinarily immense, even terrifying to behold...
Above the city lord’s mansion, thick black clouds spread across the sky, blotting out the sun. The once bright heavens now gathered crackling thunder and lightning, radiating a force so overwhelming it seemed poised to destroy heaven and earth.
At this moment, almost every cultivator present furrowed their brows deeply, especially those who had previously experienced the Nascent Soul tribulation.
“City Lord, this... this is...”
Even for a Nascent Soul lightning tribulation, this was far too intense! It was as if it was deliberately designed to send someone to an inescapable death!
Even the city lord himself back then...
The darkened sky above seemed like a bowl filled with purple lightning continuously gathering... At this moment, Huo Cheng couldn't help but suspect whether this Master Chen had once again refined some extraordinary, defying-heaven pill, causing such a dreadful tribulation.
“City... City Lord...”
No other reason—after serving his master for so many years, even when the city lord once resolved to break free at the risk of certain death, he had never seen such a terrifying expression on his face.
Only after several hours did the first bolt of lightning finally descend.
“Wait, isn’t that...”
When they saw the golden scales flickering intermittently on the newcomer, the elder cultivators behind instinctively widened their eyes.
No one could mistake it—the West Flame City’s treasured artifact, the Jiaolong Armor. It was said that this armor was originally tamed from a black flood dragon about to transform by the first generation city lord at the Abyssless Sea, then forged by a top-tier weapon refiner, making it one of the rare heavenly-grade top-tier treasures in the cultivation world. Everyone instinctively looked at the city lord beside them.
Unfortunately, at this moment, no one cared anymore.
Under such overwhelming momentum, except for Xiao Tan, everyone present instinctively took several steps back.
Thunder flashed violently, dust billowed.
Only one bolt of lightning—just one—had, within tens of miles, shattered the ground that had been specially reinforced by the best array masters, turning it into a complete mess...
Yet this was only the beginning.
“The Six-Nine Heaven Tribulation, it’s actually the Six-Nine Heaven Tribulation!”
Someone in the crowd cried out in horror.
Outside, the expressions of onlookers grew even more grave.
It was said that a century ago, most Nascent Soul tribulations were of the Six-Nine Heaven Tribulation type. But now, cultivators were weaker, and it seemed the heavenly dao could no longer bear such a massive tribulation. Most cultivators today only faced Four-Nine tribulations.
The century-rare Six-Nine Heaven Tribulation—was it a gift from heaven?
Yet, looking at the increasingly voracious lightning in the sky, which screamed mercilessly as if to devour everything, at this moment, not a single cultivator present considered it a blessing.
The lightning tribulation was not even halfway through. Seeing even the heavenly-grade top-tier artifact faintly on the verge of collapse, an elder in the crowd couldn't help but close his eyes in pity.
This... this was the only genius alchemist in a hundred years with hope to advance to the seventh-grade Pill Sect!
What on earth was the heavenly dao trying to do!
This was also the common voice in the hearts of the vast majority present.
Over the years, the abnormalities in this realm were not unnoticed. In fact, to have reached this stage, these top cultivators all had some understanding of the situation.
Some faced hopelessness with fearless resolve; some accepted it helplessly; others, driven mad by despair, completely abandoned their humanity...
As the twenty-eighth bolt of lightning struck, unsurprisingly, the once indestructible Jiaolong Armor shattered with a screech. Above, a massive thunderbolt once again descended with unstoppable might upon the person below.
Just as nearly everyone closed their eyes, thinking this tribulation would inevitably claim another victim, a water-blue spiritual light suddenly rose from the center of the thunderbolt on that person’s body, successfully blocking more than half of the lightning tribulation once again...
“What... what kind of treasure is this?”
It could rival the heavenly-grade top-tier spirit artifact Jiaolong Armor?
After the initial surprise, no one doubted it. As the current sole grandmaster of alchemy, it was only natural for this person to possess one or two powerful treasures.
“Hah, thankfully Master was cautious...”
“Host, wuwuwu, this thing was worth every coin...” The system suddenly whimpered tearfully.
Once again experiencing the terrifying power of the lightning tribulation, inside the sea of consciousness, that little dog was nearly scared stiff.
Seeing that this tribulation was clearly not one that a Nascent Soul could bear, the system even suspected whether this heavenly dao had discovered something and was mercilessly trying to eliminate their kind.
No, this isn’t some super powerful high-level grand world...
Fool! Feeling each bolt of lightning harsher than the last,
An Ning thought to herself, it was precisely because no anomaly had been detected that the tribulation was so brutal!
Her previous guess was correct—this tribulation wasn’t targeting her at all. The one it wanted to eliminate was precisely the original body!
Whether it was transmigration or rebirth, or even the original host’s endless cycle of tragedy over several lifetimes...
Under the heavenly dao, where were there so many accidents?
What existed was only the ruthless path of the great dao!
Humans were mere ants...
Gritting her teeth, she painfully refined all remaining lightning power in her body. Only when the last lightning tribulation descended and the air no longer gathered enough thunder to form another bolt did An Ning finally relax...
She then focused on facing the next tribulation—the heart demon tribulation that belonged to her.
Calmly staring at the reluctant dark clouds in the sky that refused to disperse, An Ning’s lips curled into a cold smile.
A heavenly dao with slightly damaged energy was not necessarily a bad thing...
After a series of twists and turns, An Ning woke again half a month later. The familiar room came into view. Even the incense burning in the room was no different from before.
The moment she woke, a pain like her body was being dismantled surged instantly. Reflexively, overwhelmed by the intense pain, An Ning almost closed her eyes again.
Feeling the tremble from the fingertips of the person beside her, Xiao Tan paused for a moment, then took out the prepared spirit pills from his qiankun bag.
Throughout the motion, the spiritual energy continuously flowed from his hands.
At some unknown point, high-level cultivators on this continent no longer received the spiritual rain blessings from the great dao after tribulation.
In other words, no matter how badly damaged the body was during the tribulation, recovery could only be slow and self-driven.
Fortunately, as an alchemist, An Ning was never short of pills, especially those prepared for muscle and vein injuries—she had stocked up long before forming her Nascent Soul.
Feeling the constantly fluctuating spiritual energy around her, and the chilling cold piercing her meridians like it penetrated to her bones, An Ning finally understood how much endurance this person had over the years.
Everything in the world came at a price.
Just like Xiao Tan before her, and An Ning herself.
One had broken the shackles with overwhelming extreme yang power, the other shattered the Nascent Soul cage with utmost extreme yin power. Fundamentally, apart from the nature of the power, there was no difference.
Hmm... The results naturally were much the same.
But it had to be said, compared to Yun Yi Zhenren, who might fall in cultivation or even perish at any moment, the ailments An Ning carried now were already quite good.
She decisively swallowed all the spirit pills handed to her.
Only then did she lift her eyes to the person beside her. Perhaps because of the constant flow of spiritual energy over these days, his complexion was unusually pale.
Looking straight into those familiar brows and eyes, An Ning suddenly raised her hand and grasped the palm of the person before her.
This time, the person did not refuse...