The Desolate Ancient Sacred Body Perfected! One Sword Returns to Origin and Shatters the Lightning Tribulation!

As spiritual energy poured into it, the little bell flew from his palm and swelled in the wind. In the blink of an eye, it became a bronze bell over ten feet tall, its mouth facing downward as it enveloped Su Linxian!

The flow of time inside the bell abruptly changed.

A single breath outside stretched into a year within.

"The power of time law?"

Su Linxian was slightly surprised.

A treasure bought with a million villain points truly was extraordinary.

Was even such a heaven-defying artifact merely an Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon?

He could scarcely imagine how terrifying the Cosmic Grade artifacts in the shop, ranked above Extreme Dao Emperor Weapons, must be.

Cosmic Grade items routinely cost more than five million villain points!

He did not hesitate.

Su Linxian closed his eyes and began refining the essence of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body.

Hum.

Golden light slowly merged into his flesh, bones, and meridians. The ancient, profound power of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body gradually awakened within him.

Yu Yao sat outside the bell, idly swinging her feet. Her golden, slit-pupiled eyes stared at the massive bronze bell for a long while.

She reached out and poked its wall. The bell did not budge, and the time Dao patterns flowing across its surface even swallowed a wisp of spiritual energy from her fingertip.

"Huh?"

"Isn't this the Supreme Emperor Bell? How does Master even have this..."

"But Master's cultivating again... How boring..."

She lay on the floor beside the bell, her chin resting on the back of her hand, her golden dragon horns swaying beneath the lights.

Time raced by inside the bell, while only a moment passed outside.

She yawned, her eyelids gradually growing heavy.

Inside the bell, meanwhile, Su Linxian's refinement progressed rapidly.

The golden patterns of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body surfaced on his skin, then sank deep into his flesh, repeating the cycle.

Su Linxian's aura changed little by little, and his body transformed bit by bit. An ancient, profound pressure slowly spread from within him, as though the bloodline of some primordial deity were awakening.

The years flew like a shuttle.

A hundred years later.

A thousand years had passed within the Supreme Emperor Bell, while only a hundred had elapsed outside.

Over those hundred years, Su Linxian's body had undergone a transformation that remade him down to his bones.

The essence of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body went from fierce initial rejection to merging strand by strand into his flesh, until it finally fused completely with every inch of his bones and meridians, every drop of his blood!

The intervals between the golden divine patterns surfacing on Su Linxian's body grew longer and longer. Each time they vanished, they sank deeper than before, until they were engraved deep within his flesh.

Thump!

Thump!

Strong, powerful heartbeats resounded heavily.

The moment the final wisp of sacred body essence merged into Su Linxian's heart!

A blaze of brilliant golden light burst from within!

Su Linxian slowly stood, his entire body wreathed in golden divine radiance so dense it seemed solid.

His blood surged through him like a roaring true dragon, like a churning ocean. His heartbeats were deep and powerful, each pulse like the beating of a heavenly drum, shaking the walls of the entire bedchamber until countless cracks appeared.

Rumble!

At that moment, tribulation clouds churned in the sky outside.

The formerly clear night sky suddenly darkened.

Black tribulation clouds gathered from every direction, pressing heavily over Emperor City. Purple lightning flickered within them, like countless lightning dragons rolling and tearing at one another amid the clouds.

The destructive aura emanating from those clouds enveloped all of Emperor City. Even some Quasi-Emperors struggled to breathe, instinctive terror rising from the depths of their souls.

"What's happening?!"

"A lightning tribulation?! Who's undergoing a tribulation?!"

"The tribulation clouds are gathering over... His Highness the Divine Son's bedchamber!"

The Su Family elders rushed out of their respective palaces and looked up at the sky.

Shenyue Su strode out of the main hall, his imperial robes snapping in the fierce wind.

"The Divine Son... Has he successfully fused with the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body?"

A hundred years was far too brief a span for them!

It was no more than the flick of a finger!

Elsewhere.

"So it's here..."

Su Linxian stepped into the air, passed through the palace roof, and stood beneath the heavens.

Golden ancient divine patterns shone around him beneath the lightning, his white robes billowing in the fierce wind.

Tribulation clouds loomed overhead, and purple lightning cast the entire sky in an eerie purple-white glow.

Su Linxian looked up at the clouds and grinned.

"A constitution tribulation..."

"Come on."

Boom!

The tribulation clouds burst open.

A pillar of purple lightning as thick as a water vat crashed down from the heavens, carrying the might to destroy everything.

That lightning pillar contained fragments of the Great Dao's laws, enough to reduce an ordinary Emperor to ash.

Su Linxian did not draw his sword.

He raised both arms and met it with his flesh.

Below, every member of the Su Family who witnessed the sight sucked in a sharp breath.

"What is the Divine Son doing?!"

"Why isn't he dodging?!"

"A constitution lightning tribulation like this is rare throughout the ages! Even if the Divine Son is in the Emperor Realm, he might not emerge unscathed!"

Shangyu Su's pupils abruptly contracted, and every hair on his body stood on end.

As a prodigy of an Emperor Clan, he had never seen anyone dare take an Emperor Realm lightning tribulation head-on with their flesh.

The fragments of the Great Dao's laws within that lightning pillar could tear apart any Quasi-Emperor's body. Even ordinary Emperors would have to defend with all their strength, yet the Divine Son had actually moved to meet it!

BOOM!!!

The lightning pillar struck Su Linxian, shaking the entire sky!

Purple lightning completely swallowed the white-robed figure, its dazzling brilliance forcing everyone to narrow their eyes.

Lightning serpents danced wildly, and molten lightning splashed in all directions. Every stray strand that struck Emperor City's protective formation sent violent ripples surging across it.

"Just what I wanted!!"

Su Linxian remained utterly motionless amid the lightning.

The lightning pillar hammered his chest, only to be absorbed entirely by the golden divine patterns surfacing on his skin.

Those divine patterns seemed to come alive, greedily devouring the fragments of the Great Dao's laws within the tribulation. They transformed the lightning's power into nourishment that tempered his body, leaving his skin translucent as jade, every inch glowing with a lustrous sheen.

"So this is the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body..."

Su Linxian lowered his head and glanced at his palm.

Lightning lingered there, purple-white arcs leaping between his fingers, yet it had not left even a pale mark.

He could clearly sense the power contained within the lightning tribulation.

This destructive force, powerful enough to erase an ordinary Emperor, felt like a hot spring pouring over his head when it struck him, filling his whole body with warmth.

"Not bad."

"Again!"

Boom!

The second bolt of tribulation lightning followed immediately, fully twice as thick as the first.

The lightning pillar crashed down and swallowed him whole, yet the white-robed figure remained motionless in the void, even wearing a faint smile.

The third, the fourth... Each bolt was thicker and fiercer than the last.

By the fifth, the lightning pillar was as thick as a mountain, and white primordial thunder runes mingled within its purple radiance!

The entire sky turned a ghastly white. Countless cultivators throughout Emperor City prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling all over.

The Su Family elders were likewise filled with horror.

"Is the Divine Son... still going to meet it head-on..."

"Power like this already rivals the peak Emperor realm!"

Su Linxian let the tribulation lightning strike him, the golden divine patterns growing ever more brilliant within its radiance.

This bolt of tribulation lightning.

It brewed within the clouds for a full ten breaths!

The entire world fell silent, every sound swallowed by that destructive aura.

The next instant!

Rumble!

A world-destroying lightning pillar descended, its white radiance bathing all of Emperor City in blazing white.

Su Linxian finally moved.

He gripped the Diya Sword tightly, its dark gold inscriptions lighting up one after another, every pattern burning!

He slashed down with a single stroke!

Tai'e Return to Origin!

Rumble—

Dark Gold Sword Intent soared into the heavens and collided with the white lightning pillar in the void.

The lightning pillar split down the middle. Cracks spread like a spiderweb before it finally exploded, scattering white motes of light across the sky!

One sword!

Shattered the lightning tribulation!

Countless specks of starlight fell upon Su Linxian, all absorbed by the ancient divine patterns surrounding him.

The tribulation clouds dispersed, and the sky grew clear once more.

Golden divine patterns flickered around Su Linxian, his blood surging and roaring like a dragon.

Tempered by the lightning tribulation, his body became even more perfect, every inch of skin radiating a lustrous sheen.

The Desolate Ancient Sacred Body had reached full mastery!

His physical strength alone could contend with an existence at the peak Emperor realm.

Shangyu Su stood at the back of the crowd, gazing up at the white-robed figure with fervent eyes.

Shenyue Su's beautiful eyes held shock he could not conceal.

Overcome with emotion, he sighed.

"With the Divine Son's current cultivation, I fear every monstrous genius from the Emperor Clans will pale beside him at this Ancient Emperor Festival..."

The elders came to their senses and shouted in unison.

"Congratulations on perfecting your divine body, Divine Son!"

Su Linxian descended from the void.

The Su Family elders stepped forward to offer their congratulations.

"Divine Son!"

Su Linxian nodded slightly and spoke with a faint smile.

"How much time has passed?"

"A hundred years," Shenyue Su replied.

A hundred years?

Su Linxian's eyes flickered.

The Supreme Emperor Bell had accelerated time tenfold. By his calculations, Li Junhua should already have begun his second life.

It's time to go take a look...

Just then.

Shenyue Su spoke.

"Divine Son, the Ancient Emperor Festival will begin soon. Will you be participating?"

"Though with your strength, the championship would surely be yours without question."

The Ancient Emperor Festival was held by the great Emperor Clans. Their monstrous geniuses competed for first place, with rewards provided by the various clans.

His cultivation was now in the Emperor Realm, four or five major realms beyond his peers.

Going there would be like striking from an entirely higher dimension.

Su Linxian shook his head with an amused laugh.

"There's little point."

"I can go take a look when the time comes, but there's no need for me to participate. Let Shangyu go instead."

Shenyue Su nodded in acknowledgment.

Su Linxian said, "I'll be heading out for a while."

"Divine Son, are you planning to...?"

"Return to the Ziwei Domain. There are still some matters I need to handle."

Shenyue Su hesitated, originally intending to ask whether the Divine Son needed guards.

But on second thought, the Divine Son's cultivation was higher than even the old monsters within the Emperor Clan.

Throughout all the heavens, no one except a Divine Emperor could threaten him.

"Understood."