Tongtian and Primordial Heavenly Lord Fight Over a Person, No, a Cow!

The terrifying pressure felt like the heavens collapsing and the earth caving in.

All the weight bore down on Niu Ben alone, as if trying to crush him flat.

The disciples of the Three Pure Ones watching from outside.

Their faces were all filled with worry.

"Can Senior Disciple Brother Niu Ben withstand it?"

Zhao Gongming asked with concern.

Qiongxiao's eyes were heavy with anxiety, her teeth biting her lip as she said firmly, "I believe in Senior Disciple Brother Niu Ben!"

Bixiao nodded heavily too, her delicate, pretty face clearly full of worry, yet she forced herself to say, "Senior Disciple Brother Niu Ben will definitely endure the Heavenly Tribulation."

Yunxiao said nothing, silently watching the tribulation.

And the tribulation's brewing had reached its peak, the terrifying pressure as if it would crush a person completely into dust.

The murmurs gradually faded, all eyes fixed on the Tribulation Cloud.

At this moment, the entire world seemed to darken, except for the first lightning tribulation, like the brightest light between heaven and earth, as if splitting the sky, carrying the might of World-Creating, crashing down toward Niu Ben's head.

"Moo!"

A low bellow, like the furious roar of the earth, as Sha Qi converged toward him rapidly, containing the heavy power of the land.

The Heavenly Tribulation seemed to tear through space, striking directly onto Niu Ben's head.

And Niu Ben remained unmoved.

He let the tribulation fall on his body, using the terrifying lightning within it to temper his flesh.

Each bolt of tribulation had an interval between them.

Giving Niu Ben enough time to refine his physical body.

His gaze was filled with determination, feeling the endless tribulation lightning power within him, constantly scouring every single cell.

He could clearly sense his physique continuously strengthening.

The Bloodline Ancestral Return was also rapidly transforming.

At this moment, he felt no pressure at all, instead a tingling numbness throughout his body, so comfortable he almost moaned out loud.

If the later tribulation bolts were all like this, he felt he could just lie back and coast through.

But he knew it couldn't be that simple.

This was only the first lightning tribulation; he wasn't experiencing tribulation for the first time, and each bolt was definitely more terrifying than the last.

And this scene, in the eyes of the disciples outside Kunlun Mountain.

Left them all dumbfounded, the shock in their hearts lingering for a long time, frozen in place.

Their minds felt as if struck by lightning.

The sight before them was simply too shocking.

Others crossing tribulation were cautious, using every means to defend themselves.

But when it came to Senior Disciple Brother, he directly withstood it with his physical body, even using the heavenly lightning to refine himself.

That kind of shock was something they had never experienced.

Not just those disciples, even the Three Pure Ones themselves were inwardly shaken.

Tongtian turned his head to look at Taishang.

"Big Brother, let's discuss something—just let this mount of yours become my disciple?"

"It's too wasteful keeping him as a mount."

And Primordial Heavenly Lord, standing nearby, regretted speaking too late, but he had to fight for it.

Such a good seedling, at minimum a future Quasi-Saint giant, and among Quasi-Saints, his combat power would definitely rank among the top; this terrifying physique involuntarily made him think of those brutes from the Wu Clan!

Did the Twelve Ancestral Witches, at the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm, have such a powerful body as Niu Ben's?

Just as Primordial Heavenly Lord was about to speak up to snatch the disciple.

Taishang lightly brushed his Fly Whisk, smiling without a word, but how could he possibly agree.

This ox suited his heart well, very sensible, never arrogant, possessing great strength yet never bullying the weak, and he handled the relationships among the disciples of the Three Pure Ones excellently.

Where could he find such a good disciple?

He certainly couldn't agree.

At this moment, the second Heavenly Tribulation descended.

Niu Ben raised his head to the sky and let out a low bellow.

The divine lightning of the tribulation was actually swallowed directly into his belly, and then his body erupted with a dazzling flash of divine lightning radiance.

His frame trembled slightly.

This scene left everyone present utterly stunned to the core.

It was truly unimaginable how Niu Ben had managed to do it.

Even the Three Pure Ones were shaken with astonishment at this moment.

When they had entered the realm of Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, had they possessed such strength?

Tongtian and Primordial Heavenly Lord exchanged a glance.

Sparks flickered in both their eyes.

Their hearts were itching for action, especially Tongtian—he had already made up his mind that no matter what, he would not let Niu Ben grow closest to his own disciple, the Three Xiaos, this time.

If he took Niu Ben as his disciple, and if Second Brother ever again brought up those born from moisture, hatched from eggs, or covered in fur and horns, he would simply toss Niu Ben out and have him beat up all of Second Brother's disciples.

Just imagining that scene made him unable to suppress a laugh.

He had endured for far too long; Second Brother always used his status as elder to suppress him, and he did not want to clash with Second Brother.

Now was a perfect opportunity.

Primordial Heavenly Lord, meanwhile, was thinking that Niu Ben was not one of those born from moisture, hatched from eggs, or covered in fur and horns—he was surely the first green ox between heaven and earth, merely taking the form of a green ox as an Innate Being.

The third lightning tribulation descended.

Niu Ben met the heavenly thunder with the horns atop his head, using all of the third tribulation lightning to temper his horns.

Then came the fourth lightning tribulation.

Niu Ben continuously tempered himself, feeling as if his bloodline had condensed to its limit, on the verge of exploding at any moment.

By now, eight lightning tribulations had passed.

Every single one was Nine Heavens Divine Thunder.

And the ninth lightning tribulation took a long time to gather, yet he himself felt an unprecedented strength.

His state had also reached its peak.

He looked up at the sky.

Within the Tribulation Cloud, the lightning no longer flickered but slowly coalesced.

Everyone watched this scene.

Yet no one thought Niu Ben would fall to the tribulation, though worry still lingered—after all, this ninth tribulation was equivalent to merging all the power of the previous eight, and might even be amplified.

The terrifying pressure, even for the gathered disciples, felt as if their hearts were shrouded in endless fear.

No one knew just how strong this ninth lightning tribulation was.

The time it took to gather was far too long, exceeding their understanding.

Even Taishang's brow furrowed slightly.

Primordial Heavenly Lord and Tongtian also had their brows tightly knit.

The Three Pure Ones stared fixedly ahead—if Niu Ben's foundation were harmed, they would act immediately, never allowing him to perish beneath the thunder.

Finally, under everyone's gaze.

The ninth lightning tribulation suddenly descended.

And this ninth tribulation was grayish-brown.

"Chaos Divine Thunder!"

Tongtian exclaimed, and the Four Immortal Slaying Swords instantly appeared around him, ready to strike.

His reaction was the fastest; by now, he already regarded Niu Ben as a disciple he must take in.

Primordial Heavenly Lord, meanwhile, summoned the Pangu Banner, his expression equally grave.

And Taishang now had the Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda above his head, holding the Taiji Diagram in hand.

Chaos Divine Thunder—the most terrifying lightning tribulation in the world.

None of the Three Pure Ones had expected Niu Ben's Heavenly Tribulation to be so fearsome; the ninth heavenly thunder seemed intent on utterly destroying Niu Ben.

But Niu Ben understood clearly that his Bloodline Ancestral Return was equivalent to recreating the posture of an Innate Demon God in the Primordial Wilderness.