This Technique Was Far Too Terrifying

The Thunder Tribulation grew ever denser. Dark Clouds transformed into all manner of Divine Beasts, while Humanoid Thunder struck again and again. Each time it was shattered and re-formed, it grew stronger.

Lu Changsheng reckoned that this was the strongest Thunder Tribulation he had ever faced. He had never encountered one like this before.

A faint Golden Light shimmered across his body, making him resemble an Immortal King above the nine heavens. Lightning and thunder struck him without causing the slightest movement, unable to inflict even a trace of damage.

The terror brewing within the Thunder Tribulation seemed to grow increasingly intelligent, as though it knew to join together and attack.

A thought suddenly surfaced in Lu Changsheng's mind. Would the Saint's Eye he had created before—the so-called Strong Being Identification Technique—work on the transformed thunder within the tribulation?

He looked at those Thunder Creatures with ill intent.

The Thunder Creatures, which continued their frenzied assault, had no idea what they were about to experience. Fearless of death, they charged again and again without tiring.

Deep within the incomparably terrifying Thunder Sea, a vast pool formed from thunder and lightning slowly emerged. Inside, gigantic Thunder Creatures that resembled loaches yet also seemed like dragons swam through the Thunder Sea.

Lu Changsheng blinked, then closed his eyes before opening them again.

In that instant, what seemed like endless absolute power erupted from his golden pupils, like ripples spreading across a **.

The power of a Saint spread outward.

As Lu Changsheng had expected, these sentient Thunder Creatures were hit.

The accuracy of the lightning and thunder immediately plummeted. Even at point-blank range, they sometimes could not strike their targets precisely. One particular area visibly began to swell, while the thunder and lightning dispersed or became restrained.

Pained wails rang out from the Thunder Creatures. Some with weaker sentience lost their intelligence on the spot.

Within the Thunder Sea pool deep in the tribulation, the Mysterious Thunder Creature that should have been the grand finale rolled around in every direction, letting out strange roars. Its body within the Thunder Pool gradually seemed to turn illusory, as though it had gone from preparing to appear to not wanting to show itself at all.

About ten seconds later, the power of the Thunder Tribulation sharply dropped by at least half.

Lu Changsheng nodded in satisfaction.

It seemed the Saint's Eye was quite effective.

However, the Saint's Eye Lu Changsheng had unleashed had affected far more than just the Thunder Tribulation.

The Group Livestream was active, and Lu Changsheng's Saint's Eye was undoubtedly broadcast live in real time.

In the Demon Slayer World, Shinobu Kocho's face flushed red as she collapsed to the ground. Her stomach swelled, popping the buttons on her clothes. Clutching her bloated abdomen, her red lips parted slightly as she let out unbearable sounds.

In Marvel, Stark's wineglass fell and shattered across the floor. Expensive red wine flowed like blood as his eyes widened. His stomach instantly swelled, leaving him in too much pain to speak. His whole body collapsed onto the anti-Iron Man anti-Batman armor.

In DC, Bruce gritted his teeth and struggled to sit on the damp ground, cold sweat streaming down his face. Beside him stood the anti-Iron Man anti-Batman armor.

Everyone watching the livestream in the group was affected without exception.

Passerby Kamen Rider, Mumen Rider, Takanashi Rikka, Deep Sea Otaku...

The same was true in Hong Huang.

Below, cultivators from the Jie School, Chan School, Western School, Rogue Cultivators... regardless of their cultivation level, all of their stomachs swelled.

They all let out painful cries, staring in terror at their own stomachs and the fellow cultivators beside them.

What the hell was going on? They had only come to watch an unfamiliar powerhouse undergo tribulation and gain some experience. Why had things suddenly turned out like this?

Their Magic Power had been sealed and could not circulate. At that moment, they fell from lofty Immortals into the mortal world and experienced what it felt like to be without power.

And this excruciating pain—what exactly had happened?

Many had only seen a flash of Golden Light within the Thunder Tribulation before ending up like this.

Was it a technique cast by the person undergoing tribulation?

What a terrifying technique. No, it should be called a Forbidden Jutsu!

With just a flash of Golden Light, all the fellow cultivators nearby had fallen and turned into this miserable state. It was simply terrifying.

A sense of panic spread among the cultivators.

"What's going on? Who is it? Who ambushed me?"

"Hnghhhhhhhhhh!"

"Urgh... urgh..."

The deep sense of helplessness made them curse in fury. Some even called for their own ancestors, hoping their ancestors would sense their cries and come save them.

"Heavenly Lord Tongtian, save me!"

"Lord Sect Master!"

"Saints above, if you can hear the calls of your disciples and descendants, please reveal yourselves!"

Yet the saviors they spoke of, those so-called Saint-level figures, were likewise unable to escape the terrifying power of the Strong Being Identification Technique and were struck one after another.

The two Saints of the Western School were no different from ordinary cultivators. Although their power could still operate, only a very small amount remained available.

Zhunti and Jieyin's faces twisted. Compassion of Buddha, my ass. The two of them had only come to see whether there was something fated for them. Why did they have to endure such pain?

They writhed on the ground in agony like a pair of caterpillars.

They possessed none of a Saint's dignity.

Fortunately, they had concealed their identities before coming. Otherwise, they would have lost all face this time.

Heavenly Lord Tongtian, Primordial Heavenly Lord, and Grand Supreme Elder Lao were no exceptions either.

The three of them were forced out of hiding one after another, their faces flushed bright red.

They had only come to see what Hong Huang's Seventh Primordial Saint, this incomparably mysterious Saint, was doing.

Yet now... their stomachs had swelled enormously, and the pain was unbearable.

How could the techniques of this newly ascended Saint be so insidious and vicious?

This technique was far too ruthless.

If it were used in battle against cultivators who were not Saints, it could probably reverse defeat into victory in an instant.

The moment the Sanqing were forced out of hiding, they immediately used their remaining Magic Power to transfer themselves away.

The majesty of Saints could not be offended, nor could ordinary people see a Saint's stomach swollen as though they had been pregnant for months. What kind of sight would that be?

Thus, within their own Daoist grounds, the Sanqing cried out freely, jumping about in pain.

In the distance, Dao Ancestor Hongjun's face had turned green, and his stomach was hugely swollen. His power was obstructed, causing him to fall from the void and smash half a mountain peak apart.

"Fellow Daoist, this move of yours..."

Dao Ancestor Hongjun clutched his greatly swollen abdomen, unable for a moment to find the words to say.

As a Dao-Integrated Saint, Dao Ancestor Hongjun could vaguely sense that Lu Changsheng's Thunder Tribulation was targeting a particular technique.

Could it be this technique?

It could ignore cultivation level and realm, inflict unbearable pain, and obstruct the circulation of Magic Power... even Saints could not escape it.

This technique truly was extraordinary.

No wonder such a terrifying Thunder Tribulation had descended specifically to target it.

Moreover, Dao Ancestor Hongjun knew that every Saint in Hong Huang had come.

After all, he was the teacher of the other Saints and knew their methods better than anyone.

This newly ascended Saint had, from a certain perspective, offended every Saint.

Saintess Nuwa had not come in person. Instead, she remained in her own Daoist ground. The instant she saw the Saint's Eye, she noticed the abnormalities in everyone else. Then her face darkened, because her own stomach had also swelled, and intense pain surged into her heart.

Her snake tail lashed wildly around her Daoist ground to vent the pain in her heart.

What kind of move was this? Its range was far too broad. Anyone who looked at the Golden Light was affected.

The resulting effects were essentially the same.

The Primordial Saints and countless cultivators all suffered until they wished they were dead.

Fortunately, Lu Changsheng's move lasted only about ten seconds, and they quickly recovered.

Still, everyone present learned a lesson. If they ever encountered the person undergoing tribulation, lowering their heads and not looking would be the correct choice.

After recovering, most of them were still deeply shaken.

After checking themselves and confirming that nothing was wrong, many immediately fled.

This experience had left an unforgettable shadow on them. If they encountered someone else undergoing tribulation in the future, they would probably not even spare a glance before turning and running.

Lu Changsheng, who was concentrating on undergoing tribulation, knew nothing about what was happening outside.

After weakening the Thunder Tribulation, he revealed a calm smile.

"That should be enough. It's time to end this."

This time, Lu Changsheng did not use the Saint's Eye. Instead, he unleashed a technique from the Indestructible Scripture.

When others underwent tribulation, they were always cautious and did not dare resist. They obediently and honestly endured it, afraid of angering the Heavenly Dao and causing an even stronger Thunder Tribulation to descend.

But Lu Changsheng was different.

The Thunder Tribulation had already been weakened, and it was nearly at its final stage.

Why not send it on its way directly?

Lu Changsheng flicked his long sleeve and unleashed a technique from the Indestructible Scripture. Space and time seemed to fall into an inverted cycle as countless phenomena arose. Amid those phenomena, a Golden Man radiated boundless Golden Light. Sounds of the Great Dao containing the truth emanated from the Golden Man, each one giving rise to countless phenomena.

Under the technique of the Indestructible Scripture, the terrifying Thunder Tribulation instantly suffered a fatal blow.

The terrifying Thunder Tribulation, which had pressed down like a vortex and an abyss descending from the heavens, flashing with power that made countless cultivators tremble, was reduced to ashes by this strike.

The sky became clear once again.

Lu Changsheng also noticed a small group of cultivators outside the formation, as well as Dao Ancestor Hongjun in the void.

White Mist slowly emerged over his face, concealing his true appearance. Then he stepped out of the formation, waved his hand, and withdrew the formation he had set up here.

Immediately afterward, he stepped into the void and met Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

As for the small group of bold cultivators below, they looked at one another. The formation was gone, and so was the man. Had the powerhouse undergoing tribulation left?

Zhunti and Jieyin, who were mixed among them, calculated with their fingers but could not discern anything.

The two exchanged a glance, knowing that another Saint must have intervened in secret.

At the same time, the Sanqing and Nuwa were also searching for this Seventh Saint.

But like Zhunti and Jieyin, they failed.

As for why these Saints wanted to find Lu Changsheng—whether they had something to discuss or wanted revenge for the Strong Being Identification Technique—who could say?