Golden Immortal of the Origin Tribulation, Might of the Qingping Sword!

Above Golden Ao Island, tribulation clouds gathered!

Within the tribulation clouds, it was not ordinary Purple Heaven Divine Thunder, nor Nine Heavens Divine Punishment.

Instead, it was lightning of a chaotic hue!

Strand by strand, each contained the destructive dao rhythm from the beginning of World Creation, weaving into a net that enveloped the surroundings.

Hunyuan Lightning Tribulation!

To prove oneself as a Golden Immortal of the Origin and Transcend Heavenly Dao, one must incur heaven's jealousy and face its lightning punishment!

This tribulation could not be avoided; it could only be met head-on!

Xuandu's pupils constricted.

Although he had just broken through to Golden Immortal of the Origin, his magical power had undergone a qualitative change.

However, his means of dealing with enemies were pitifully scarce.

Besides the Shangqing Gongfa, he had only cultivated the Shangqing Sword Art.

How could he deal with this Hunyuan Lightning Tribulation that seemed capable of destroying heaven and earth?

He had a treasure mountain, but no sharp weapon!

His gaze instantly shifted to the Green Clad Figure on the High Platform.

Sect Leader Tongtian!

At this moment, Sect Leader Tongtian was also looking at him.

Their eyes met.

Sect Leader Tongtian was first stunned, then suddenly realized.

That's right!

This Child had only been initiated for less than a century, and his actual cultivation time was even shorter.

He had not bestowed any spiritual treasures to protect himself or fend off enemies!

After a hundred years of preaching, he had completely forgotten about this matter!

The Hunyuan Lightning Tribulation was no trivial matter.

It was by no means something that could be resisted solely by a newly formed Golden Immortal of the Origin body and rudimentary Divine Abilities.

Even if he bestowed a spiritual treasure now, in his haste, Xuandu would find it difficult to refine it and would not be able to unleash even a tenth of its power.

It was of no use.

Sect Leader Tongtian's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.

Was he really going to watch this Hunyuan disciple with limitless potential fall beneath the lightning tribulation?

As the thought arose, Sect Leader Tongtian's gaze suddenly sharpened.

He looked at Xuandu, then at his waist.

There hung a long sword in its scabbard.

The scabbard was ancient, with faint Green Lotus patterns.

The Qingping Sword!

His Dao-achieving treasure, his ultimate weapon of slaughter!

A trace of determination flashed in Sect Leader Tongtian's eyes.

Once they enter my sect, they are Jie Sect Disciples.

How could I stand by and watch them perish?

What's more, this child is walking the path of Hunyuan, the path of transcendence, which perfectly aligns with the true meaning of my Jie Sect – to seize a sliver of hope!

Such a disciple is worthy of my protection!

With his mind made up, Sect Leader Tongtian no longer hesitated.

Under the horrified gazes of the Myriad Disciples, under Xuandu's expectant watch.

He formed his fingers into a sword and gently drew them towards his waist.

"Clang!"

A clear, resonant sword cry echoed through the universe!

The Qingping Sword unsheathed in response!

There was no dazzling brilliance, no world-shattering pressure.

Only a cyan Sword Light condensed to its absolute limit!

The Sword Light, like autumn water, like a silken banner, instantly crossed the Void and hovered above Xuandu's head.

The sword tip trembled slightly, pointing directly at the tribulation clouds in the Firmament!

An supreme Sword Intent, transcending all things and capable of severing all methods, erupted with a roar!

"Buzz!"

The Sword Intent shot up into the sky, tearing open a gap in the oppressive pressure of the Hunyuan Lightning Tribulation that enveloped heaven and earth!

The tribulation clouds churned more violently, and the Chaos Divine Thunder roared, clearly angered by this defiant Sword Intent.

Sect Leader Tongtian's voice, calm yet imbued with undeniable power, entered Xuandu's mind:

"This is the Qingping Sword, temporarily lent to you."

"Whether you can overcome this tribulation depends on your own fortune."

Xuandu's entire body trembled violently!

He looked at the seemingly ordinary Qingping Sword hovering above his head.

An indescribable warmth and surge of pride welled up in his heart!

A Sage's sword, lent to him to overcome tribulation!

What trust! What protection!

"Disciple thanks Master!"

Xuandu took a deep breath, suppressing his turbulent emotions, and bowed deeply to Sect Leader Tongtian.

When he looked up again, his eyes were filled with determination and resolve.

He no longer looked at the Qingping Sword above his head, but poured his entire mind into his own Primordial Dao Fruit.

He communicated with the nascent Hunyuan power, faintly resonating with the vast and boundless Sword Intent of the Qingping Sword.

"Crack!!!"

The first bolt of Chaos Divine Thunder finally tore through the tribulation clouds and struck down ferociously!

Where it passed, the Void collapsed, and rules were annihilated!

The aura of destruction made the souls of the Myriad Disciples below tremble!

Xuandu's eyes narrowed, and his mind induced action.

The Qingping Sword, suspended above his head, let out a pleasant hum.

Without even needing Xuandu's magic power to activate it, merely sensing the aura of the destructive lightning tribulation.

It transformed on its own into a green streak of light, soaring Heaven-Defying!

There were no flashy techniques, no complex variations.

Only the purest, most extreme slash!

"Chii!"

The cyan sword light and the chaos lightning violently collided in mid-air!

There was no earth-shattering explosion.

Only a faint sound.

The Chaos Divine Thunder, capable of annihilating a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Peak, was actually split into two by the cyan sword light, easily cut open!

The dissipating lightning turned into pure Chaos Energy Flow, a tonic nourishing his Hunyuan Dao Body!

The might of a single sword, to this extent!

Before Biyou Palace, there was dead silence.

The Myriad Disciples were dumbfounded.

Daoist Duobao's Adam's apple bobbed, his eyes filled with shock.

As the Jie Sect's chief disciple, he knew the terror of Master's Qingping Sword.

Yet he never imagined that even without Master wielding it personally, this sword would possess such world-destroying might!

Saint Mother Jinling, Saint Mother Wudang, and others also felt their hearts tremble.

Zhao Gongming stroked his Golden Whip and murmured:

"Good heavens... is this the Qingping Sword..."

The Three Goddesses of Xiao's beautiful eyes shone with brilliance.

Kong Xuan's body flickered with five-colored light, and he looked at the Qingping Sword, his eyes showing deep apprehension for the first time.

Chang Er Ding Guang Xian collapsed on the ground, his face ashen.

Xuandu himself was also filled with emotion.

He did not directly control the Qingping Sword, but merely resonated with it using his own Hunyuan Dao rhythm.

This sword then spontaneously unleashed such a stunning strike!

The might of a Sage, truly this terrifying!

The tribulation clouds seemed to be thoroughly enraged.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three consecutive streams of Chaos Divine Thunder, several times thicker than before, descended with even more terrifying destructive Dao rhythm!

Their might was so great, it seemed capable of erasing Golden Ao Island from the Great Wilderness entirely!

The Qingping Sword hummed softly once more, its body flowing with a clear, ethereal radiance.

Once again, a single sword strike was unleashed!

But this time, the Sword Light differentiated, splitting into three, precisely meeting the three bolts of lightning!

"Ch! Ch! Ch!"

Three soft sounds, almost simultaneous.

The three terrifying lightning pillars were once again easily torn apart, transforming into Chaos Energy Flow, which Xuandu absorbed.

The Hunyuan aura around Xuandu solidified at a visible rate!

The Hunyuan Lightning Tribulation was both a tribulation and an opportunity!

The tribulation clouds churned, the lightning roared.

Increasingly thicker bolts of Chaos Divine Thunder, imbued with more ancient Dao rhythm, struck down one after another.

Five! Seven! Nine!

The Qingping Sword hovered above Xuandu's head, unmoving.

It always easily annihilated the heaven-destroying, earth-shattering lightning one by one!

No matter how violent or how the tribulation lightning changed, not a single bolt could cross the Sword Light and harm Xuandu in the slightest!

Instead, the scattered Chaos lightning energy all became sustenance for Xuandu to stabilize his Hunyuan Dao Foundation.

He stood beneath the lightning, within the chaos.

His green robes fluttered, his black hair danced wildly.

The light of the Qingping Sword protected his head, and the Hunyuan Dao rhythm flowed around his body.

He was like the Emperor of Thunder, the Master of Chaos!

His aura grew deeper, his Primordial Dao Fruit more stable!

Below, the Myriad Immortals were already shaken to their core, unable to control themselves.

This was the power of a Sage's treasure!

This was a Golden Immortal of the Origin undergoing tribulation!

Finally.

After the eighty-one paths of Chaos Divine Thunder.

Above Golden Ao Island, the tribulation clouds gradually dispersed, and Chaos Energy Flow swirled, slowly entering Xuandu's body.

The Primordial Dao Fruit was completely stabilized, his aura was harmonious, transcendent, and free.

He stood in the void, his green robes fluttering slightly, his eyes opening and closing as if containing the birth and death of chaos.

Below, the Myriad Immortals looked up, their gazes filled with reverence, their hearts stirred.

Daoist Duobao took a deep breath and slowly uttered four words:

"Golden Immortal of the Origin..."

His voice was dry, filled with unspeakable shock.

Saint Mother Jinling, Saint Mother Wudang, and others looked at each other in silence, seeing the stormy waves in each other's eyes.

Zhao Gongming stroked his Golden Whip and murmured:

"He actually succeeded... Not taking the Path of Slaying the Corpse, not borrowing an Innate Spiritual Treasure, and becoming a Golden Immortal on his own..."

The faces of the Three Goddesses of Xiao were moved, and Bi Xiao's beautiful eyes shone with admiration.

Kong Xuan's body was bathed in flowing five-colored light. For the first time, his gaze towards Xuandu carried genuine solemnity, even a trace of... apprehension.

Chang Er Ding Guang Xian collapsed on the ground, his face ashen, his Dao Heart on the verge of shattering.

Xuandu ignored the myriad thoughts below. He turned and bowed deeply again to Sect Leader Tongtian on the Cloud Bed:

"Disciple Xuandu, thanks Master again for lending me the sword to protect my path!"

Without the Qingping Sword, he definitely wouldn't have been able to survive the lightning tribulation.

Sect Leader Tongtian nodded slightly, his eyes deep, filled with undisguised admiration.

Just then, his brow furrowed slightly.

"Hmm?"

Immediately, he raised his gaze and looked towards the depths of the endless void.