Four Extremes Tribulation

Some Divine Source continuously shattered and was absorbed into Ji Hao's body. Dazzling radiance shot into the sky, illuminating all directions!

Ji Hao, peerless in white, sat cross-legged amid the Divine Source. His black hair danced, his body crystal-clear. At this moment, he was exceptionally quiet, like an Exiled Immortal—peaceful and serene. Sadly, no one was there to witness this scene.

Ji Hao could not help feeling regretful. Breaking through to the Four Extremes was such a perfect chance to show off before others, yet he had failed to seize it. What a pity.

"This is truly one of life's greatest regrets!"

Vast amounts of source qi entered his body, washing over his flesh until it became as translucent as crystal. His scarlet blood shook heaven and earth.

His divine sense transformed into a small golden figure sitting cross-legged, radiant as a great sun, illuminating the heavens, pure and flawless. Countless essences and endless divine brilliance cleansed his body, even drawing forth the Living Flame to burn the source qi, tempering himself and remaking his body from the ground up.

He felt every pore across his body open. The radiance formed from Divine Source continuously flowed in and out of his body, while his organs and bones were dyed with a dazzling glow, like resplendent colored glass.

His black hair flew amid the surging spiritual energy. As he broke through, he circulated the Wa Huang Scripture to its limit. That lustrous vitality turned the surroundings into a thick mist, and a strand of life force rushed beyond the grand formation, instantly transforming the outside world into a vibrant paradise.

Large amounts of Source surged into his body, battering against that invisible barrier.

At the same time, Ji Hao's five great "heavens and earths" resonated together, transmitting the heavenly sounds of the Great Dao. They echoed through heaven and earth like the tolling of great bells, and like the Heavenly Emperor's Daoist shout!

"Whoosh!"

Above the Divine Bridge, a Tai Chi Diagram turned into a streak of light and flew out, hovering above Ji Hao's head as it cast down a hazy radiance.

This was the vessel Ji Hao had forged. It was exceedingly miraculous. Yin and yang qi continuously circulated through it, sometimes transforming into the Other Shore Golden Bridge and sometimes changing into the Tai Chi Diagram. It seemed to contain the fundamental truths of heaven and earth, concealing the true meaning of transcendence through the Great Dao, giving others a sense of enlightenment.

The Great Dao was simple at its utmost. The primitive, plain Tai Chi Diagram contained the most fundamental truth of heaven and earth. Its transformations between bridge and diagram seemed to fully reveal the mysteries of heaven and earth's existence.

There was also a sword embryo that had long been nurtured within the Sea of Bitterness, though it was not yet time for it to leave its sheath.

Ji Hao knew that cultivating the supposedly strongest ancient scriptures for each stage was roughly equivalent to cultivating one complete ancient scripture, and could even be less effective than focusing on a single scripture.

This was because the various secret realms were connected. Every secret realm laid the foundation for those that followed.

In the original work, Ye Fan sought out the strongest ancient scriptures for every stage only because he did not possess a complete ancient scripture inheritance.

Although Ji Hao possessed many ancient scriptures, including the complete Hengyu Scripture, Void Scripture, and Wa Huang Scripture, he focused solely on the Wa Huang Scripture. He was not obsessed with cultivating the so-called strongest ancient scriptures or Furnace-Nurtured Myriad Scriptures.

Because that was not his path.

At this moment, Ji Hao's entire body seemed to become a vessel of the Dao, suffused with all manner of patterns. His essence was like dragons, washing over every inch of his flesh.

The five directions of heaven and earth trembled together, and the heavenly sounds of the Great Dao rang without end. They seemed to come from ancient times, as though they had crossed endless time and space.

Ji Hao's precious body shone. It trembled along with the chanting from the Dao Palace, while his flesh and bones changed into another color, undergoing an intense transformation. Glass-colored flames spread out, accompanied by ringing metallic sounds!

"Boom!"

At that moment, purple lightning descended from the sky, seeking to split him apart. Majestic heavenly might swept forth.

Ji Hao opened his mouth and spat out a supreme astral qi, like the Milky Way cascading from the ninth heaven.

Innate Grand Void Astral Qi!

"Bang!"

The astral qi smashed through the lightning with irresistible force. Then Ji Hao opened his mouth again and inhaled sharply. Before the lightning could dissipate, he drew it into his abdomen and refined it.

"Still not enough. Again!"

As though enraged by Ji Hao's active provocation, several layers of Lightning Tribulation gathered at once, gradually forming a purple sea of thunder. It was an ocean of lightning, electric radiance pouring down in surging waves. Thunder shattered everything, blazing with incomparable brilliance, turning heaven and earth into a boundless purple haze as though the world were ending!

"Hah!"

Ji Hao let out a long howl as one vision after another manifested,

Yin-Yang Life-and-Death Diagram, Splendid Mountains and Rivers, Golden Crow Rising from Fusang, Bright Moon Rising over the Sea.

Though he did not possess the Sacred Body, no rule said that one could only have a single vision. Over the years, Ji Hao had been unable to break through to the Four Extremes because of death qi.

And in his previous life, visions had been what he coveted most. So Ji Hao simply cultivated them himself, consecutively developing several kinds of visions, each with extraordinary power.

Several visions coexisted, firmly blocking the lightning outside. He opened his mouth once more and inhaled fiercely, drawing countless bolts of lightning into his body like a whale swallowing the sea.

Every inch of Ji Hao's skin emitted electric light, while the roars of tigers and chants of dragons rang without end.

"Still not enough. I will shatter every shackle and stand above the ninth heavens!"

He was like a god, his aura towering into the sky. A divine mountain condensed in his palm, rumbling as it moved, and he actively struck it toward the sea of thunder ahead!

Towering and majestic, its imposing aura seemed capable of suppressing the heavens. It was Mount Tai, now condensed by Ji Hao into a means of combat.

"Embracing Mountain Seal!"

As though sensing his provocation, the thunderclouds solidified in the next instant, densely filled with five-colored lightning.

This was an ocean of lightning. Electric radiance surged down, thunder crashing like tides and shattering everything. It blazed incomparably, turning heaven and earth into a vast expanse of purple.

One magnificent immortal palace after another appeared within it, as though the Ancient Heavenly Court had descended into the world!

A battle halberd shot down from the heavens and collided with the phantom of Mount Tai in Ji Hao's hand.

"Boom!"

Light—boundless light erupted. Terrifying power exploded, destroying everything around it and leveling the mountains.

Ji Hao slowly withdrew his hand. Drops of blood like red diamonds had not even fallen before his wounds had already healed.

"Elder, what is that... Heavens, what immense source qi!"

"Do not meddle in others' affairs. Someone is undergoing tribulation!" the elder immediately rebuked.

"Such an existence is not someone our Lingxu Paradise can afford to provoke!"

"According to legend, those capable of drawing down Heavenly Tribulation are at least Four Extremes experts. Hurry and leave!"

"Boom!"

Thunder rang out once more, giving him no chance to react. It was like the thunder god of the ninth heavens descending divine punishment, crushing one's soul and connecting heaven and earth in boundless majesty.

Ji Hao stirred his blood and qi, dragon chants ringing without end. A scarlet divine dragon surged from his body, shaking its head and tail as it charged straight into the clouds.

The two who had not yet gone far were instantly dumbfounded at the sight.

"How could this be? Am I dreaming?"

"According to the ancient records, shouldn't Heavenly Tribulation be extremely difficult to survive? How could someone dare actively provoke it?"

"Void Monument Hand!"

He swung a palm toward the sky, transforming it into an ancient stone monument that suppressed the Void and directly blasted apart the thunder.

"Rumble!"

At the center of the Lightning Tribulation, the lightning grew even more blazing. Dazzling bolts filled every inch of space, like the Milky Way of the ninth heavens pouring down, as though tens of millions of great stars were crashing down.

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