Peacock's Tribulation!

"Brother, why didn't we kill those two?" Within the boundless void, Kunpeng rode an auspicious cloud at breakneck speed. Whenever he recalled King Father of the East's face, indignation rose in his heart.

"It is not that your brother was unwilling. The truth is, those two bore Teacher Hongjun's command, so it was not easy to make a move." Mu Jizi shook his head. Seeing Kunpeng's unsightly expression, he added, "Brother, you must know that a tree standing tall in the forest will surely be battered by the wind. If we killed those two, perhaps Teacher would not concern himself with it—but what about the other great cultivators?"

"Across the Primordial Wilderness, there are not many great powers with the cultivation of Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals. To this day, those who have fallen are even fewer than can be counted on one hand—and that is only because Devil Ancestor Luohu appeared!"

"If two were to fall at once now, everyone would certainly feel endangered and regard us as heinous fiends. If all those great powers joined forces to kill us, what then?"

"This..." Kunpeng was rendered speechless. After pondering for a while, shame covered his face. "Thank you for your guidance, Brother!"

Hearing this, Mu Jizi smiled faintly and said unconcernedly, "Brother, there is no need to be like this. I know that Fairy Yuehua is very important to you. It is only natural that your mind could not turn straight for a moment."

"Er... hehe!" Kunpeng gave an embarrassed laugh, a trace of unnaturalness flashing across his face. He then changed the subject and asked, "Brother, where should we go now?"

"Back to the island." After pondering for a moment, Mu Jizi spoke.

"This..." Hearing that, hesitation appeared on Kunpeng's face. Then he clenched his teeth and said, "We are not going to look for Fairies Xihe and Yuehua?"

"Of course not!" Mu Jizi smiled, then said, "We have been away from the island for several days now. Perhaps the two fairies have already returned to the island."

"Oh?" Kunpeng's eyes lit up, only to dim sharply again. He smiled bitterly. "The possibility of that is exceedingly small."

"How would you know whether it is small or not?" Mu Jizi raised an eyebrow and looked at Kunpeng with a smile that was not quite a smile.

Hearing those words and seeing Mu Jizi's half-smiling gaze, how could Kunpeng fail to understand? In an instant, his eyes, which had just dimmed, brightened once more. He cautiously asked, "Could it be that the two fairies have already arrived at Two Sages Island?"

"Whether they have arrived or not, your brother does not know." Mu Jizi shook his head and deliberately paused before saying, "But just now, I sensed that trace of true spirit I left within the Green Lotus Treasure-Colored Flag!"

"That trace of true spirit is currently on Two Sages Island. I imagine the two fairies should be on the island as well!"

"Really?" Kunpeng grew somewhat excited, his face flushing red. Just as he was about to say something, a powerful fluctuation suddenly swept over from not far away!

That fluctuation was like the might of heaven, waves of destructive aura spreading through the air! The two raised their heads and saw a terrifying tribulation cloud, black to the utmost extreme, gathering in the sky several hundred li away. The occasional aura it gave off carried faint pressure, while chaotic lightning rolled and intertwined within the clouds, its momentum astonishing!

"Eh?" With a soft cry of surprise, Kunpeng suppressed the excitement in his heart and glanced at Mu Jizi. The two of them could not help but develop some interest in this tribulation lightning.

"It is actually the Ninth-Nine Golden Immortal Transformation Tribulation!"

With a single step, the two headed toward the direction radiating boundless destructive aura!

"Among postnatal spirits, one capable of undergoing the Ninth-Nine Golden Immortal Transformation Tribulation has actually appeared. Truly rare!" In the void, Mu Jizi looked down at the proud, upright figure below, an indescribable light flickering in his eyes.

"Indeed! Such aptitude rivals that of an ordinary innate being!" Kunpeng nodded. "I simply wonder whether he can survive this Transformation Tribulation!"

Mu Jizi merely smiled without speaking, his gaze falling upon the figure beneath the heavenly tribulation, whose body would not bend even under its pressure...

When the first calamity between heaven and earth came to an end, the patriarchs of the three innate clans all perished. Among them, Phoenix Ancestor, stripped by the Heavenly Dao until only a burning soul remained, knew he did not have many days left. He flew into a valley amid the mountains and laid two eggs.

As the saying went, a phoenix never landed where no treasure lay. That valley unexpectedly concealed a pool of spring water transformed from Primordial Five-Element Essence that had formed not long after the creation of heaven and earth and had yet to disperse. By chance, one of the eggs fell into the spring water. Nourished day and night by the five-element spiritual energy within, it eventually hatched into a Peacock with five-colored feathered wings upon his back.

The Peacock did not understand any cultivation methods. He wandered the Primordial Wilderness all day, enduring every hardship in hopes of finding a famous master before transforming, learning divine abilities, and taking human form as soon as possible. Yet in the Primordial Wilderness of today, where Golden Immortals were everywhere, how could cultivators of his level catch the eyes of those great powers? Thus, they all shut their doors and turned him away.

Though the Peacock had suffered every hardship, he still could not learn a great Dao. Day after day, year after year, the time for his transformation had arrived. With nowhere left to hide, the heavenly tribulation finally descended upon this place!

Crackle! Endless tribulation lightning churned through the void, and an oppressive might abruptly descended from within it. At that moment, the space for ten thousand li around became thick and viscous! The Peacock beneath the tribulation lightning even found it difficult to make the slightest movement! The surrounding space was suppressed like a prison cell!

Raising his head, the Peacock stood proudly upright. His cold eyes gazed at the vast black tribulation cloud stretching nearly ten thousand li across the sky, and his heart sank to the bottom.

With his current cultivation, how could he possibly survive such a transformation tribulation? Once the first bolt of tribulation lightning descended, he would likely be grievously injured and left on the verge of death!

Despair welled up within him, yet his eyes remained incomparably resolute. He held his head high and stood straight, five-colored divine light flashing from the feathered wings behind him as waves of unyielding aura radiated outward!

At this moment, Mu Jizi and Kunpeng watched the scene from the void with smiles. Kunpeng laughed and said, "This little Peacock's cultivation is not high, yet he possesses quite a resolute bearing!"

"Hehe, what use is a resolute bearing?" Mu Jizi smiled and shook his head. "With such tribulation clouds, I fear the Peacock will not make it through!"

"Oh?" Kunpeng's brows stirred as he smiled. "The tribulation clouds have not even begun. How does Brother know the Peacock cannot pass through such tribulation clouds? Under the Heavenly Dao, there is always a thread of life in all things!"

"That is true!" Mu Jizi raised his eyebrows, not denying Kunpeng's words. Instead, he smiled. "Let us see how that little Peacock seeks this thread of life!"

Kunpeng nodded. The two then stopped speaking and focused their minds upon the scene below!

At this moment, the tribulation lightning in the void had finished gathering. Immediately, a divine thunderbolt transformed into a thunder dragon and thrust its head out from the tribulation clouds! The thunder dragon was swift as a flash; in the blink of an eye, it had already descended above the Peacock's head!

Boom!

With a thunderous explosion, the Peacock was blasted away by the divine lightning without any power to resist, crashing heavily onto the ground! Judging by his appearance, he was already covered in wounds and could no longer rise...

...The second update is here. I have something to do tonight, so the third update will not be posted until two or three in the morning. Everyone, do not wait up!

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