Boom! A purple bolt of lightning, carrying the full might of heaven, arrived in an instant and struck at Fei Luo.
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Smoke curled above Fei Luo's head. That first bolt alone had left him in unbearable pain, as if his skin and flesh had been torn apart.
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Hearing the two Underworld Envoys, Fei Luo turned to look into the distance.
A powerful presence and a familiar one were drifting toward them.
At that moment,
both the Phantom General and Lin Xiao stared in stunned silence.
"A lightning tribulation? How can someone at the False Core Realm be undergoing one?" The Phantom General's face twisted, terror filling his eyes.
"This..." Lin Xiao was just as dumbfounded.
What was going on?
A lightning tribulation at the False Core Realm?
How could two ghosts possibly have such knowledge? How could they understand the mysteries of the False Core Realm?
The Phantom General was shaken to his core.
That awe-inspiring lightning tribulation felt all too familiar.
When his master, the Azure Sky Ghost Venerable, broke through to the Ghost Venerable Realm, he had undergone a lightning tribulation too.
But what was going on with this human, who was only at the False Core Realm?
Boom!
The second bolt of tribulation lightning came right on the heels of the first, illuminating the night sky. The Flowing Cloud Sword had appeared in Fei Luo's hand.
"Wind Chaser!"
Fei Luo swept his sword in an arc, powerful magical energy coiling around its blade as he slashed at the purple lightning.
He had let the first bolt strike him just to feel the power of the tribulation.
But with powerful foes close by, he could no longer afford to face them at his leisure.
"Phantom Ghost King, our young master is undergoing his tribulation. Please stand aside, or we'll show no mercy." One of the Yin Soldiers felt the Phantom Ghost King's aura and was overcome by mounting pressure.
The other Underworld Envoy drew his saber and stepped forward, ready to keep the enemy at bay.
"Ke ke ke..." The Phantom Ghost King threw his head back and laughed. The piercing sound sent a chill down their spines.
"Undergoing a lightning tribulation? It's not so easy to survive one. You're all going to die. Killing two Underworld Envoys and a human genius makes this trip worthwhile."
His words still hung in the air when he was already on the move.
Whoosh!
Like a ghost, his body melted into the air.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The two Yin Soldiers were horrified. Before they could even draw their sabers, it was as if someone had struck them with iron hammers from the void. Their bodies were sent flying, their faces deathly pale.
One strike!
With a single strike, the Phantom Ghost King had badly wounded both Yin Soldiers.
"What a terrifying ghostly barrier!" One Yin Soldier's face was ashen, his voice weak.
"Ke ke ke! Ready to die?" The Phantom Ghost King's body solidified. He stretched out a phantom claw and reached for one of the Yin Soldiers.
"Slash!"
Just then, the other Yin Soldier leapt into the air. A brilliant flash of saber light swept toward the Phantom Ghost King, aiming to cut him in half.
But the slash hit nothing.
The Phantom Ghost King's body seemed to be made of mist. Before the blade could reach him, he had already split himself in two, evading the attack perfectly.
That strike also caused the Phantom Ghost King's attack to falter.
The Yin Soldier who had been pinned down seized the chance to roll away and scramble backward.
Boom!
The Phantom Ghost King's attack struck the hillside, leaving a crater ten feet across.
"Zhang Wu, thank you," said the Yin Soldier who had narrowly escaped. He glanced at Fei Luo.
"No problem. Be careful." Zhang Wu grinned and also looked toward Fei Luo.
At the sight, both their eyes widened.
Even the Phantom Ghost King and Lin Xiao, watching from afar, were stunned.
In the scene before them,
the second thick bolt of lightning came down, and Fei Luo met it with his sword.
What kind of sword light was it?
The onlookers could only see it shining like a star as a sword-flower bloomed in the air.
That was right—a sword-flower.
Like a silver blossom, it collided with the jagged bolt of lightning. In defiance of all reason, the lightning split into several streams, flung far away by Fei Luo's sword.
"Hiss..."
Several people sucked in sharp breaths.
The Phantom General was especially shocked, his terror beyond words.
He had seen the Azure Sky Ghost Venerable undergo a lightning tribulation. It had been a brush with death.
But the young man before him handled his tribulation with such ease!
And the scale of his tribulation was no less than the one his master had faced.
Boom!
Then, between the dark clouds overhead, the lightning seemed to rage. The third bolt of tribulation lightning came down in an instant.
"Lin Xiao, what are you standing there for? Finish this quickly. There's something wrong with that kid!" The Phantom Ghost King's furious shout jolted Lin Xiao and the two dazed Yin Soldiers from their stupor.
Just as Lin Xiao moved, the City God, Li Ru, appeared at his side. "How can I let you interrupt Young Master Fei Luo while he's undergoing his tribulation?"
"Haha! Phantom Ghost King, once my young master finishes his tribulation, you'll be a dead man!" Underworld Envoy Zhang Wu roared with laughter.
"Come on, let's fight!" The other, thin Underworld Envoy shouted as well.
Now, everyone was fired up for battle.
"Since you're asking to die, I'll grant your wish. Ghost Blinding Eyes!" Unease was building inside the Phantom Ghost King. He didn't want to drag things out any longer.
Whoosh~
As soon as the Phantom Ghost King spoke, thick fog blanketed the area, reducing visibility to almost nothing.
Underworld Envoys could see clearly even in the dark.
But the fog conjured by Ghost Blinding Eyes was made of ghostly energy.
When a Supernatural Ghost reached the Solid Core Realm, it gained all kinds of innate abilities.
The Phantom Ghost King's signature techniques were all based on illusion and confusion.
Thud!
Thud!
Thud!
Several crashes rang out within the fog. The two Yin Soldiers were at death's door, their necks clutched tightly in the Phantom Ghost King's hands as he held them aloft.
"Old fool, you think your paltry cultivation lets you take me on?" Lin Xiao sneered, planting a foot on the City God's face.
The City God, Li Ru, was only at the Foundation Establishment Realm. But he had exhausted himself today, and now less than half his strength remained. How could he possibly be Lin Xiao's match?
Seeing what was happening, Fei Luo grew frantic.
No matter what, these people were connected to him. They had even offered him guidance.
How could he stand by and let them die?
"I'll risk it!"
The instant the third bolt of lightning fell, Fei Luo turned the Flowing Cloud Sword in his hand and took a step with Star-Plucking Steps.
Boom!
The lightning struck.
This was the third bolt of tribulation lightning—and Fei Luo's last.
The moment Fei Luo moved, the lightning swallowed him whole.
Everyone instinctively looked toward him. Even the Phantom Ghost King's hands, which were gripping the two men by the neck, faltered slightly.
"Hahahaha!" Lin Xiao burst into laughter.
Through the lightning, he could already make out a skeleton, flickering in and out of view.
"Young master!" the two Underworld Envoys cried out, their voices filled with despair.
Anyone could see that Fei Luo had taken the lightning head-on to save them.
How could a mortal body withstand tribulation lightning without using a skill or technique?
"Lin Xiao, have you laughed enough?" A faint voice drifted over. Lin Xiao's maniacal laughter faltered, and he looked as if he'd seen a ghost.
"What!!" The Phantom Ghost King's eyes widened too, disbelief written all over his face.
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