Thunder Tribulation?

The Three Tribulations of Wind, Thunder, and Fire were the most common tribulations cultivators faced.

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According to the usual understanding, only cultivators at the Golden Core stage faced tribulations. Upon reaching the Nascent Soul Realm, they had to endure numerous tribulations.

But Fei Luo was an anomaly. Though he was only at the False Core Realm, he had already incurred the wrath of Heaven.

Heaven begrudged the gifted. Cultivators who defied the natural order were often not tolerated by the Heavenly Dao.

Cultivators fought against Heaven and Earth. Only by enduring one calamity after another could they prove the path to eternal life.

Fei Luo's state of mind had also changed.

Being transported to this world wasn't a good thing, but it wasn't a bad thing either.

Fortunately, he had awakened a system and gained this cheat-like bug. But that didn't mean Fei Luo could rest easy now.

Great opportunities often concealed misfortune within good fortune.

"Come on, you two. Let me see what this thunder tribulation is all about." Fei Luo rose to his feet, a strange glint in his eyes.

At that moment, his state of mind was as clear and bright as a polished bronze mirror.

A heart like a mirror could illuminate the true self.

This was essential for the strong: the heart of a strong person.

The Dao was easy to cultivate, but the heart was hard to cultivate.

To become strong, one had to possess an unshakable state of mind.

Looking at Fei Luo, both City God Li Ru and the two Underworld Envoys were secretly startled.

They sensed a subtle change in him, a peculiar and distinctive aura.

"Young master, please." The two Underworld Envoys stood and bowed slightly.

Fei Luo nodded and headed out of the temple.

The City God Temple stood with East Great Mountain at its back. Ren Family Town was surrounded by mountains on all sides, and ranges could be seen everywhere.

Fei Luo's heart swelled with pride. His steps were steady and resolute. "Azure Sky Ghost Venerable? Once I reach the Solid Core Realm, I'll have the confidence to fight even someone at the Golden Core Realm!"

Fei Luo knew his own strength. His whole body was a treasure, and punching above his weight came as naturally to him as drinking water.

At that moment, a hundred miles from Ren Family Town, two figures raced through the night.

If Fei Luo had been there, he would have recognized one of them at a glance: Lin Xiao.

The Jade-Faced Scholar, Lin Xiao, was at the Foundation Establishment Peak Stage and the youngest of the Azure Sky Ghost King's ghost generals.

Beside him was a man whose lower body seemed to be made of shadows. His whole form was hazy and dreamlike, like a patch of mist, yet he was unmistakably human-shaped as he sped through the air like duckweed on the wind.

Lin Xiao wore a deferential expression. "Third General, Ren Family Town is just ahead. That young Daoist is there."

As he spoke, Lin Xiao glanced at his newly re-formed left arm, his heart filled with boundless hatred.

Fei Luo had killed his beloved wife and severed his arm. It had taken him until now to spend enough yin energy to restore it.

At the same time, Lin Xiao was sneering inwardly.

To avenge himself, he had even invited the Third General, who served under the Venerable.

The Phantom General ranked third and was one of the Great Ghost Kings under the Venerable.

Azure Sky Ghost Venerable had three Great Ghost Kings under his command, more than a dozen Ghost Kings, and several "young talents" like Lin Xiao.

If Lin Xiao hadn't been exceptionally gifted, how could he have become one of Azure Sky Ghost Venerable's ghost generals while still at the Foundation Establishment Peak Stage?

"He's only a Foundation Establishment Peak Stage cultivator. Don't forget the promise you made me." The man's eerie voice rang out, as cold as ten thousand years of ice.

"Of course." Lin Xiao nodded, his face full of obsequious smiles.

A Great Ghost King was a master at the Solid Core Realm.

Though the Phantom General ranked third among the three Great Ghost Kings, that didn't mean he was the weakest.

On the contrary, his mysterious abilities made him the most troublesome of the three.

Hearing this, Lin Xiao's heart ached.

For this trip, he had promised to find tribute for the Third General for an entire year, offering no fewer than a hundred people each month.

That came to twelve hundred in a year. He could only smile bitterly to himself. He was expected to capture a hundred people every month as provisions. Even at the Foundation Establishment Peak Stage, he didn't dare make such a huge commotion.

Wasn't there a profession called demon slayer in this world?

Those orthodox Daoist and Buddhist cultivators made it their duty to eliminate demons and defend the Way.

But for the sake of revenge, Lin Xiao had no choice.

"This time, General, you set out without informing the Venerable. Would that—" Lin Xiao asked cautiously, watching Ren Family Town draw nearer.

"No need. We're only killing a Foundation Establishment cultivator. There's no reason to report it to the Venerable."

The eerie voice rang out, and Lin Xiao fell silent.

Without a sound,

the two merged into the night, drawing close to Ren Family Town.

"What a powerful aura. It's to the east." The Phantom General halted and murmured, "There's only one exceptionally young aura in all of Ren Family Town. There are also two Underworld Envoys and that old, immortal City God. The person you mentioned must be over there."

"What?" Lin Xiao exclaimed. "Third General, he's only at the Foundation Establishment Realm. How could his aura be so powerful?"

"Fool!" the Phantom General said coldly. "He's at the False Core Realm. No wonder he could injure you with a single sword strike. How could an idiot like you recognize his realm?"

"But..." The Phantom General gave a sinister smile. "With two Underworld Envoys there, we can eat them too. They'll be a great tonic."

Whoosh!

As soon as he finished speaking, excitement filled the Phantom General's hazy, dreamlike eyes, and he shot toward the east.

Lin Xiao was utterly dumbfounded.

He wasn't upset because the Third General had insulted him.

It was the words "False Core Realm" that struck him to the core.

How was that possible?

He had clearly been a Foundation Establishment cultivator. I couldn't have been mistaken. The spiritual power of a Foundation Establishment cultivator and that of someone at the False Core Realm were entirely different.

Could I have been wrong? Had my eyes deceived me?

At a loss, Lin Xiao's ghostly body shuddered, and he followed the Third General east.

"Heh heh. Human boy, no matter what strange tricks you have, today you're going to die." Lin Xiao's voice scattered into the air and drifted away with the wind, unheard by ordinary people.

He didn't take the Underworld Envoys seriously at all.

The Phantom General was a Great Ghost King at the Solid Core Realm. Whether human, ghost, or zombie, every stage brought a qualitative change.

Fighting above your level?

In this degenerate age, it was a joke.

The Underworld Envoys had fallen into decline in this era too. Many powerful ghosts and monsters preyed on them, and the bodies of Underworld deities were a great tonic to them.

At the summit of East Mountain,

Fei Luo had steadied his essence, energy, and spirit. He slowly circulated the spiritual power in his body, preparing to break through the barrier between the False Core Realm and the Solid Core Realm.

The two Underworld Envoys stood off to one side.

City God Li Ru watched quietly from inside the temple. He had expended too much strength today and couldn't stray far from his hall.

A fine drizzle fell without end, landing on Fei Luo's head and trickling down along his hairline.

"Break through for me!"

As Fei Luo attacked the barrier between realms, a mighty heavenly aura appeared in the sky. A visible bolt of lightning raged through the night.

Suddenly, the two Underworld Envoys' faces changed. "This is bad, young master! A Great Ghost King is coming. He's less than a hundred meters away!"

Boom!

At that very moment, a slender streak of purple lightning descended, striking toward Fei Luo.