Double Heavenly Tribulation

Seven Golden Core Law Fragments were refined by Lu Chen from the Asura Furnace after he annihilated the Black Collar Prison Heaven Cave and killed Golden Core experts.

After a Golden Core fragment was integrated into the Soul Severing Saber, Lu Chen was stunned.

It was still a peak low-grade spirit artifact.

The Law Essence had dissipated and wasn't absorbed.

Lu Chen's heart ached so much he was twitching.

It seemed not all Golden Core fragments could be integrated; they needed to match the bone blade's attributes or be compatible with previously integrated Law Fragments.

There was another possibility: Golden Core fragments, after all, came from cultivators of a lower level, and they couldn't cause a low-grade spirit artifact to transform.

He tested it with the extreme-grade mortal tool bone blade used by his clone, and it integrated perfectly.

It transformed into a low-grade spirit artifact.

Three clones, each with a low-grade spirit artifact.

He continued, integrating three more Law Fragments, elevating them to peak low-grade spirit artifacts respectively.

Four peak low-grade Soul Severing Sabers.

Each was at least five thousand low-grade spirit stones, totaling twenty thousand.

Selling them would be a considerable fortune.

He paused and took out the Martial Dao Will fragment.

Law Fragments could forge low-grade spirit artifacts, but what about the Martial Dao Will fragment?

He gritted his teeth and integrated the Martial Dao Will fragment into an external furnace of one of his clones.

With a hum, the external furnace vibrated violently, and mysterious patterns gradually appeared on its surface.

It looked like an Asura, albeit still blurry.

The furnace shook, and an Asura phantom unleashed a flurry of punches, creating spatial ripples.

Lu Chen's eyes widened.

Martial Dao True Form!

"Not bad, a peak low-grade spirit artifact!" Lu Chen clenched his fist fiercely.

The external furnace transformed into the Asura Furnace, which not only could attack but also increased refining power and significantly boosted defense.

He had gained another trump card, one that could be used to confuse enemies and protect his true treasure, the Myriad Manifestations Furnace.

After playing with it for a while and calming his mood, Lu Chen took out the Lightning Fire Essence, the fire-attribute demon core, and the ice-attribute demon core.

He would refine them to prepare for his breakthrough.

Once successful, he would be able to unleash Shaped Attacks of any attribute.

This was absolutely monstrous.

Unlike other Martial Dao Cultivators who could at most unleash Shaped Attacks of three attributes, he would have no such restrictions.

As long as he had previously refined something, he could use it as a reference to unleash attacks with the same attribute and form.

This would greatly enrich his combat methods.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The three mutually antagonistic elemental treasures were swallowed by the Myriad Manifestations Furnace. The moment they broke apart, the violent energy caused the Myriad Manifestations Furnace to tremble violently.

It felt like it would explode at any moment.

The three collided and annihilated each other, continuously and incessantly.

However, under the Myriad Manifestations Furnace's refining, they raged and fused.

In less than half an hour, they finally formed a mass of white energy.

Lu Chen's mind stirred, and he drew them into the Sea of Qi's furnace within his dantian.

Bang, bang, bang...

The previously condensed blood qi sphere exploded, transforming into boundless energy that surged towards the white energy mass.

Reshaping the energy sphere.

A white energy sphere, an attribute-less energy sphere.

As the white sphere grew larger, Lu Chen's aura became increasingly potent.

At a certain point, space trembled, and with a boom, thunderclap erupted from flat ground, accompanied by an astonishing storm.

Eighth Level of Qi Surge Realm.

The energy accumulated by the Myriad Manifestations Furnace surged in, continuing to gather on the small white sphere.

This was a stable, slow process, and it consumed an immense amount of energy.

After the storm, Lu Chen sat still like an old monk, with no movement for a long time.

Xiong Yao and Fang Jiuding's cultivation had also reached a critical juncture.

Both showed signs of breaking through.

Old Ancestor Tianyan waved his hand, and twenty-seven statues erupted with brilliant light pillars, converging into a single point in the air. A massive light screen then burst forth and descended from the heavens, enveloping Tianyan Academy.

At the same time, Lu Ran of Tianyu Academy also reached a critical moment for his breakthrough. Dense clouds gathered, and heavenly thunder rumbled.

Tribulation clouds, he was about to undergo tribulation.

And there were two layers to it.

The Martial Dao Heavenly Punishment and the Cultivator's Heavenly Tribulation were forming simultaneously.

A simultaneous breakthrough in both Martial Dao and cultivation.

This was an unprecedented scene in Great Yan.

The old monsters of Tianyu Academy came out to protect him.

Lu Ran had prepared countless magical treasures, facing the heavens' baptism with absolute confidence and bearing.

A lonely peak ten thousand feet high pierced the sea of clouds. Lu Ran, clad in a purple-gold robe, stood at the cliff's edge, his long hair unbound, cascading like an ink waterfall in the fierce wind.

His brows were like swords, purple lightning flickered in his eyes, and the chains wrapped around his left arm crackled.

The sword embryo held in his right palm, suspended, emitted sword light.

This was his Natal Spirit Artifact, personally bestowed by the Dean of Tianyu Academy.

"Come!"

A low shout erupted, and the thousand-mile dark clouds suddenly collapsed.

Two chasms split open in the sky:

The upper tribulation clouds surged with purple lightning like dragons, the Cultivator's Golden Core Lightning Tribulation transforming into the Nine Heavenly Gates;

The lower earth veins roared, the Martial Dao's True Martial Heavenly Punishment condensing into a magma fire purgatory eight hundred miles wide.

The Purple Robe Elder, watching the tribulation from a hundred miles away, wore a solemn expression.

With a world-shattering roar, the divine lightning from the Nine Heavens, wrapped in Earth Core Poison Fire, transformed into a hundred-zhang purple-red flood dragon and lunged towards the cliff top!

Lu Ran stomped on the rocks and leaped up, his dragon-patterned robe fluttering like a battle flag.

He flung out his left arm's lightning chains, unleashing thousands of electric snakes that wove a net in mid-air to ensnare the dragon's head;

His right palm's sword embryo pierced the dragon's neck in response, sword light surging upstream along the lightning fire's veins, tearing the tribulation dragon into a sky full of sparks!

He licked the blood from the corner of his mouth. Beneath his torn clothes, knotted muscles were revealed, each scar gleaming with a metallic luster.

The second wave of tribulation came even fiercer.

The upper tribulation clouds condensed eighteen Lightning Armored Divine Generals, while the lower sea of fire gave rise to nine Lava Giants.

Lu Ran finally drew his sword. The unformed sword embryo emitted a dragon-like tremor, and where its edge passed, it carved black fissures in the void!

"Sword Devours the Eight Desolations!"

The sword light surged a thousand zhang, splitting into countless afterimages as it slashed down.

The broken halberds of the Lightning Armored Divine Generals and the severed limbs of the Lava Giants rained down. Upon reaching within three zhang of Lu Ran, they were ground into dust by the Martial Dao True Form that suddenly appeared—a coiled Purple Lightning Demonic Dragon!

As the seventh wave of heavenly lightning descended, the world suddenly darkened.

A giant bronze hand, wrapped in chains, emerged from the tribulation clouds. The "Punishment" dao pattern on its palm made all living beings prostrate themselves;

From the lower fire purgatory, seventy-two Demon Sealing Pillars rose, their bas-reliefs depicting the miserable fates of cultivators who had failed their tribulations in past generations.

Lu Ran finally knelt on the ground, his battle robe in tatters, his spine showing bone beneath the Heavenly Dao's oppressive might.

The sword embryo cracked inch by inch, but just as it was about to shatter, he reforged it with his own blood from his palm!

"My Body is My Dao, why fear the heavens' might!"

With a long roar, he spat a mouthful of vital blood onto the sword.

The sword light surged, shattering the bronze hand.

Then, the sword light descended, and the Demon Sealing Pillars exploded one by one. Raging energy churned like the sea, impacting him.

Yet, he endured the baptism of the violent energy.

When the ninth wave of heavenly lightning descended like the Heavenly Dao Executioner's Blade, Lu Ran shot towards the sky.

The Crimson Firmament Sword had fully formed, its blade entwined with the lightning chains torn from the tribulation clouds!

"Break!"

The sword light severed the executioner's blade, and the residual energy shattered the tribulation clouds.

The sky full of fire rain had not yet landed when it was completely devoured by the Purple Lightning Demonic Dragon.

Lu Ran strode down from the void on lightning and fire, each step leaving burning footprints in the sky.

His shattered body rapidly healed, new skin flowing with Gilded Dao Patterns. His left eye pulsed with the residual fire of the heavenly tribulation, while his right eye settled with the killing intent of the Martial Dao.

Majestic and awe-inspiring, his battle intent surged.