The Four Extremes Tribulation

"This Daoist Master has succeeded!"

With a burst of laughter, five-element vital energy surged from Fang Yang's cave dwelling, intertwining with the spiritual energy of the outside world. The mountains trembled, and the winds and clouds changed color.

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"Let's go see what your junior brother is up to."

Li Daoming stopped his lecture, a satisfied expression on his face, which was quite different from his words.

"Yes."

Weiwei echoed.

The two walked out of the main hall and saw five-colored light shooting up into the sky, evolving into a rotating diagram of the five elements on the horizon, obscuring the sun and the sky.

"Five Elements Divine Light!"

"My disciple Fang Yang has the makings of a king!"

Li Daoming muttered to himself, the corners of his mouth curling up.

He had lived for a very long time and had seen many people and things.

The Five Elements Divine Light was naturally no exception.

The Five Elements Divine Light, the emphasis was on the word "five elements," not on the word "light."

The reason why many cultivators in the Yao Guang Sacred Land found it difficult to cultivate the Five Elements Divine Light was that they often took a detour, trying to interpret the Five Elements Divine Light with the true meaning of the Yaoguang Scripture, which was a lesser approach.

This principle, while not universally known, was understood by many.

Then why were there so few cultivators in the Yao Guang Sacred Land who had successfully cultivated the Five Elements Divine Light?

It was nothing more than talent and cost.

For ordinary people, if they couldn't comprehend it, no amount of effort would yield results.

True prodigies aimed for the Primordial Sacred Light, and few chose the path of the five elements.

No one would be as extravagant as Fang Yang, who split his mind to comprehend the Five Elements Divine Light in order to solidify the foundation of the Dao Palace Secret Realm.

After the Dao Palace Secret Realm, the Five Elements Divine Light was not considered a top-tier innate technique, and its power was inferior to the Primordial Sacred Light, making it not worth cultivating specifically.

In the cave dwelling, Fang Yang was bathed in the Five Elements Divine Light. Inside his body, five Dao Palaces opened, and the deities chanted scriptures, drawing upon the power of the Dao to form a complete cycle of the five elements.

"Still a bit short..."

He sighed softly.

The evolution of the Five Elements Divine Light in the Dao Palaces had already laid an incredibly solid foundation for him in the Dao Palace Secret Realm.

However, the Mortal Body had its limits.

Even though he had integrated two portions of the green Mortal Body Origin, he could not fully bear the Five Elements Divine Light. He needed a few more days to refine it, supplementing essence with qi.

Currently, the Five Elements Divine Light had just been born. Although forcing his way into the Four Extremities Secret Realm would likely not cause any future trouble, Fang Yang was habitually cautious. He would take risks when necessary and play it safe when appropriate.

It would only take a few days anyway.

The phenomenon in the sky dissipated.

Li Daoming casually conjured a communication talisman and shot it towards the Yaoguang Side Hall.

His disciple was doing well, so as a master, he should help out a bit more.

Lecturing and providing resources were the most basic obligations of a master.

"Senior Brother, your nephew is so promising. It shouldn't be a big deal to borrow the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron for a few days so he can observe it, right?"

Li Daoming was lost in thought for a long time.

He thought of his eldest disciple, Yao Guang.

From the name Yao Guang, one could see how much hope he had placed on this disciple.

His old friend had passed away, and now another disciple, with a Mortal Body, had shown a sharpness comparable to the Brightness Physique.

This time, would he still have to send his son off before him?

Li Daoming looked up at the sky.

Weiwei stood beside him, her sensitive perception, thanks to the Immortal Spirit Eye, detecting the deep sorrow in her master's heart. She could only stand by and wait for him to resolve it himself.

Three days later.

The originally clear and cloudless sky was suddenly covered by a patch of dark clouds, shrouding the peak.

"Li Daoming broke through?"

"That shouldn't be right. He's so old, and he can still break through?"

Although the Yao Guang Sacred Land was vast, the tribulation clouds gathering in the sky clearly could not escape the eyes of those with divine eye techniques.

Many people began to speculate whether Elder Li Daoming, who was quite old, was about to advance further and become an Immortal Second Realm Mighty Figure.

The difference between a half-step mighty figure and an Immortal Second Realm Mighty Figure, though seemingly a small gap, represented a world of difference in status within the Yao Guang Sacred Land.

In the past, many respected Li Daoming mostly because his senior brother was the Holy Lord of Yaoguang.

If he could truly make a breakthrough, then...

At the very least, more than half of those people would shift from respect to awe of his strength as an Immortal Second Realm Mighty Figure.

"Something is wrong; this tribulation cloud is too weak."

"It looks more like a Dragon Transformation Tribulation..."

"When did Li Daoming take on a disciple? Ever since his disciple with the Brightness Physique died, hadn't he stopped taking apprentices?"

The tribulation clouds on the horizon were already poised to strike, lightning flashing and thunder roaring as they unleashed a bolt of purple lightning.

A figure shot out from within the mountain peak, facing this terrifying bolt of lightning head-on.

Primordial Sacred Light Art!

In an instant, a sphere of light, even more massive than the tribulation clouds, engulfed the entire mountain peak.

The purple lightning fell into it like a gentle breeze brushing over a lake, failing to stir even the slightest ripple.

Fang Yang stood proudly in the air, simply channeling the Primordial Sacred Light Art to withstand the lightning descending from the sky.

He was not a possessor of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body or any divine physique; his physical body was relatively "fragile," so using a sacred art to block the heavenly tribulation was the most appropriate choice.

Yet, unlike Fang Yang's indifference, the many onlookers watching from afar had completely erupted into an uproar:

"Ancestors above, am I seeing things? Breaking through to the Four Extremities Secret Realm actually triggers a heavenly tribulation?"

"The Primordial Sacred Light is incredibly pure; to think it could block a tribulation lightning of this magnitude—this little guy is no simple character!"

"I've already looked into it. This person is named Fang Yang, taken under Li Daoming's wing two years ago. That old fellow really has good luck; first the Brightness Physique, and now a genius who can trigger the Four Extremities Heavenly Tribulation."

Whether or not one faces a heavenly tribulation when advancing to the Four Extremities is the simplest standard for judging whether a cultivator belongs to the top tier of prodigies.

Not triggering the Four Extremities Heavenly Tribulation does not necessarily mean one is mediocre.

But triggering the Four Extremities Heavenly Tribulation definitely marks one as a top-tier prodigy of the Eastern Wasteland.

"The Yaoguang Holy Son has a rival!"

Someone sighed with such emotion.

Cultivating to the full extent of the Dao Palace Secret Realm in two years and triggering the Four Extremities Heavenly Tribulation was already no worse than the talent the Yaoguang Holy Son had displayed thus far.

"In all these years, I don't know how many candidate Holy Sons have come to challenge the Yaoguang Holy Son, but have you ever seen anyone who could defeat him?"

"Fang Yang? He's still far off!"

A supporter of the Yaoguang Holy Son retorted, unable to stand the sight of someone who had just joined the Holy Land riding roughshod over their master.

The person who had been refuted dared not provoke this pack of mad dogs and chose to shut up to avoid further trouble.

"Hmph!"

The Yaoguang Holy Son's supporter let out a cold snort, refraining from making any more harsh remarks.

The heavenly tribulation did not cease.

Just as the crowd was arguing incessantly, the ninth bolt of purple lightning descended, barely managing to strike a large gap into the Primordial Sacred Light barrier.

Purple light danced.

Fang Yang reached out with his right palm, which descended like a divine mountain, crushing the wisps of electric light into nothingness.

In an instant, the winds calmed and the waves settled.

"He passed!"

"Another candidate Holy Son."

"No need to pay it any mind. There are plenty of candidate Holy Sons, and even the official Holy Sons have accumulated quite a few. In the end, he is just a mortal body; he won't be able to stir up any major waves."

Regarding Fang Yang, the cultivators watching from afar held varying opinions; some wanted to attach themselves to him, some remained indifferent, and others were hostile due to factional struggles.

BOOM!

The heavenly tribulation did not pause for human will.

Under the astonished and stunned gazes of the crowd, the sea of lightning descended!!!