A Harrowing Tribulation! (5100-Word Chapter) Please Subscribe and Vote

Dark clouds blanketed the sky as rolling tribulation lightning gathered overhead. Then a bolt as thick as a barrel plunged from the heavens...

Yang Que watched the lightning hurtle down, and every hair on his body stood on end.

Holy shit! So this is a Lightning Tribulation?

Before Yang Que could think further, the bolt struck him.

But the first bolt did not hurt Yang Que. Even his white robe remained unscathed. His smooth, flowing hair was another matter: it had turned into an enormous puff of curls.

After the first bolt passed, Yang Que patted himself down and blinked. I'm fine?

Uh, that's it? That's all a Lightning Tribulation has? How pathetic. It didn't hurt me at all, and here I was worrying for nothing! Yang Que clearly had no idea what he looked like.

If that's all this Lightning Tribulation can do, what am I afraid of? My body even feels a little stronger. The change was faint, but Yang Que could feel it.

Who knew undergoing a Lightning Tribulation had perks like this? It tempers my body, and there's a reward afterward. What am I waiting for?

Yang Que suddenly pointed one hand at the sky and the other at the ground. "The pagoda pins the river demon! Come at me with everything you've got, Lightning Tribulation! Whoever backs down is the other's grandson!"

The tribulation lightning overhead seemed profoundly provoked. The second and third bolts descended in quick succession.

"Holy shit! I was just running my mouth. Did you have to go that hard?" Despite his words, Yang Que focused completely on facing the tribulation.

The first bolt might have been weak, but he did not believe the might of heaven ended there. The bolts to come would not be pleasant.

As the lightning raged and