Primordial Era: Apprenticeship Under Laozi, I Forge Mythical Golden Elixirs

With all his trump cards played, Luo Xuan was already heavily injured. What else could he do?

The sixth level was called the Sword Fire Lightning Tribulation.

Nine bolts of lightning struck down like peerless swords, their sharp aura seemingly able to slice through Luo Xuan's skin.

Under the intense killing intent, anyone else would have been riddled with holes!

Ten thousand meters...

One thousand meters...

This distance was almost enough for the lightning to flash and disappear.

However, Luo Xuan's expression was calm.

With a wave of his hand.

The next moment, the Five Directions Cauldron was shaken out of his sleeve, expanding as it met the wind.

In the blink of an eye, the acquired supreme treasure, the Five Directions Cauldron, blocked Luo Xuan.

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

The harsh sounds echoed through the nine heavens.

The Five Directions Cauldron seemed to be under immense pressure, and with a "crack," a tiny fissure appeared on its body.

Despite the immense price paid, he had ultimately managed to block the sixth level of the Sword Fire Lightning Tribulation.

Fuxi straightened up abruptly, exclaiming in surprise, "He actually managed to block it?"

"Yes, he blocked it," Nuwa sighed.

Luo Xuan's eight-nine lightning tribulation far exceeded her imagination.

The power that should have only appeared in the eighth level was already present in the sixth.

Even an ordinary Quasi-Saint might not have been able to withstand it!

The divine senses of other powerful beings also trembled violently, showing their inner turmoil.

"Impossible... impossible..."

Di Jun was even more horrified. He sat back on his throne, as if only then could he calm down.

Luo Xuan seemed utterly exhausted, sweat pouring from him as if it were free. A casual wipe of his hand could drench his entire palm.

As Luo Xuan put away the Five Directions Cauldron, the seventh level of the lightning tribulation began.

Luo Xuan looked at the lightning before him, which was much thicker than anyone else's.

Ironclad Lightning.

It could break through magical artifacts and divine abilities!

"Boom!"

As the lightning dissipated, Luo Xuan was charred black, unrecognizable.

"Damn it! This bolt of lightning hurt more than tempering the Primordial Pill Body!" Luo Xuan gritted his teeth.

"Luo Xuan!"

On Shouyang Mountain, Suiren Shi and the others cried out in alarm.

Luo Xuan turned his head and gave them a reassuring smile, but the smile pulled at all the meridians in his body, causing Luo Xuan to feel pain that pierced his soul.

And there were still eight more of these Ironclad Lightning bolts.

Was it going to end?

Luo Xuan looked back at the tribulation clouds, memories flashing through his eyes like a revolving lantern.

From Shouyang Mountain to Kunlun.

From Suiren Shi to the Human Race he had come into contact with, and then to Xuan Du.

When he thought of Laozi, a familiar voice suddenly appeared beside him.

"My disciple's life is mine to decide, not even the Heavenly Dao can take it!"

The voice was ancient, but firm and decisive.

Chapter 46: This Venerable One Wants to Try Too

Ziyi Clan, clad in beast-skin armor and carrying a spiritual treasure, looked at Luo Xuan with tears welling in their eyes.

Suiren Shi beside him also had a solemn expression.

High in the sky, Luo Xuan's body was like charcoal, cracking inch by inch.

Seeing the second incandescent bolt of lightning descend, Luo Xuan closed his eyes.

But to his surprise, he heard Laozi's voice the next moment.

"Did I mishear?"

Luo Xuan's heart was filled with surprise, his eyes struggling to open a sliver.

Then he saw an old man in white Daoist robes standing beside him.

As soon as Luo Xuan opened his eyes, Laozi turned his head and gave him a reassuring smile.

Immediately, Luo Xuan felt Laozi stuff something into his mouth.

The pill melted upon entering his mouth, instantly transforming into a warm current that flowed through Luo Xuan's body.

Luo Xuan finally felt less pain and widened his eyes slightly.

Then he saw the Ironclad Lightning just inches away.

Laozi, without even turning his head, waved his whisk.

The Ironclad Lightning paused slightly, then disintegrated like dust in the wind.

"Master?"

Luo Xuan's hoarse, dry voice sounded.

Laozi smiled and said, "Rest for a while. I will block this lightning tribulation for you."

As he spoke, Laozi's figure floated away.

"Big Brother!"

"Big Brother!"

On Kunlun Mountain, Yuanshi and Tongtian saw Laozi suddenly rise.

Just moments ago, they were lamenting Luo Xuan's demise, but now they were greatly alarmed.

The two of them disappeared from their respective halls almost simultaneously, reappearing in the sky above Kunlun Mountain.

At this moment, all their past grievances and arguments were forgotten.

Tongtian said frantically, "Why is Big Brother so reckless? Interfering with someone else's lightning tribulation isn't that easy!"

Yuanshi slapped his thigh even harder, anxiously saying, "Does Big Brother really think Saints can do whatever they please?"

"We achieved the position of Saint by acting in accordance with the Heavenly Dao."

"This lightning tribulation of Luo Xuan's is clearly intentional by the Heavenly Dao. If Big Brother takes it for Luo Xuan, he might suffer a backlash!"

The two were like ants on a hot pan, desperately wanting to rush to Shouyang Mountain.

However, with the lightning tribulation descending, it was already too late.

Laozi's gaze fixed directly on the roaring lightning, his eyes as calm as a deep well.

His figure moved forward without hesitation, as if he had no knowledge of backlash whatsoever.

The Ironclad Lightning surged towards Laozi one after another, but each time it reached him, it couldn't advance an inch further.

Yet, the all-destructive Ironclad Lightning shattered and dissipated before Laozi like fragile pottery.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Each bolt of lightning, accompanied by a deafening roar, struck Luo Xuan's heart like a heavy blow, causing his heart to pound violently.

Against the backdrop of the lightning, Laozi's figure in Luo Xuan's eyes was so majestic.

Finally, as the ninth bolt of lightning fell, the seventh level of the Ironclad Lightning Tribulation came to an end.

It was unknown what kind of pill Laozi had given Luo Xuan, but in a short period, Luo Xuan's skin had regenerated, and although there was still pain when he moved, he could move freely.

Luo Xuan bowed deeply to Laozi's retreating back, "Thank you, Master!"

"Heh heh, you are my disciple, why be so polite... However, for the final level of the lightning tribulation, I'm afraid I can't help you anymore... Take care of yourself..."

Laozi turned around shakily, his voice calm, but his white robe was already soaked with blood.

After directly confronting the lightning tribulation, Laozi had ultimately not avoided the backlash and was severely injured.

Laozi smiled at Luo Xuan, then his body plummeted straight towards the ground.

"Master!"

Luo Xuan cried out, his heart filled with alarm as he rushed towards Laozi's falling figure.

The armrest of the Golden Crow statue beside the throne was crushed into powder by Di Jun without him even realizing it.

"Luo Xuan was supposed to die under this lightning tribulation. Shouldn't Saints seek good fortune and avoid disaster?!"

"Why... why..."

Di Jun held his head in his hands, his expression gloomy, muttering incessantly.

Heavenly Dao backlash, Laozi severely injured.

This was the first time a Saint had been injured in the Primordial Era since their appearance.