The majestic power of the heavens lasted for a full fourteen days.
The initial shock, horror, and disbelief.
Long ago, amidst the daily roar of thunder and the rumble of the highway, it had been worn down into a near-numb silence.
On the edge of the outer sea, most of the cultivators who had come to observe the calamity with various intentions now looked exhausted.
He gazed with a complex expression at the core of purgatory, which was still shrouded in endless lightning.
The thunderstorms there not only failed to subside, but instead, amidst their continuous roar, they manifested even more bizarre and unbelievable phenomena:
Sometimes it's a scene of ten thousand dragons paying homage, sometimes it's a celestial palace rising and falling, and sometimes it's a chaotic spectacle of Heaven-Opening.
Each extraordinary phenomenon contains the highest principles of Tao, enough to intoxicate Mighty Figure and terrify religious leaders.
But after looking at it for a long time, all that's left is a deep sense of powerlessness.
That was no longer a heavenly tribulation, but more like a grand performance with heaven and earth as the stage and myriad paths as the music.
They were nothing more than insignificant spectators crawling on the edge of the stage.
"It's been fourteen days."
An old royal uncle from an ancient dynasty in the Central Continent murmured, his voice hoarse.
"Ancient texts record that even the longest time Ancient Saint could undergo tribulation was nine days. Does the Eastern Exalt truly intend to defy the heavens?"
The person beside him remained silent, only subconsciously tightening his robes.
It was as if the Calamity Qi, permeating from across the endless Void, still carried a bone-chilling cold.
In a Void shrouded in a hazy, ethereal mist, two Dao Body stood silently.
It was the Jade Pool Saint and Gu Tianshu who were protecting Li Qingshan.
The Jade Pool Saint was graceful and elegant, exuding a serene and peaceful Daoist aura. He seemed out of place in this turbulent outer sea, yet strangely, he was one with it.
Her clear gaze pierced through the layers of lightning, landing on the figure that was constantly battling the Ancient Great Emperor's Humanoid Lightning, constantly breaking and being reborn.
A barely perceptible ripple flickered deep within his eyes.
Gu Tianshu was like an ancient, ferocious weapon hidden in its sheath, with an upright posture and a cold, stern face.
There was no trace of aura emanating from him, but his eyes, sharp as Heavenly Blade, were more intimidating than any divine light.
He stared at Lei Hai, then suddenly spoke slowly:
"His knowledge and experience are so profound that they far surpass those of his peers."
Even surpassing the Great Emperor's youth as recorded in some ancient books.
With his Innate Sacred Body Dao Embryo and the extraordinary path he had severed, he was about to forge an unprecedented path.
This world seemed poised to unleash upon him all the "trials" accumulated over millennia.
The Jade Pool Saint nodded slightly, her crimson lips parted, and her voice was ethereal, like a celestial melody:
" The Heavenly Dao is balance; whatever is given, will be taken back."
This unprecedented calamity is both destruction and the greatest Fortune.
He was tempering himself with the flames of calamity, refining all paths.
I observed that he had mastered Five Great Secret Realms seamlessly, his aura was perfectly harmonious and without any flaws, and he had already forged his own path.
If we can get through this...
She paused, her tone carrying a rare hint of surprise:
"It's probably more than just stabilizing one's realm."
Immortal Platform Third Heaven, each layer a barrier.
In my opinion, he may very well use this immense tribulation power and the feedback from the Great Dao to break through several levels.
Reaching the Immortal Platform Third Heaven Mid Stage, or even higher.
A glint flashed in Gu Tianshu's eyes, and he tacitly accepted this judgment.
He said in a deep voice:
"To transcend tribulation in one go and ascend several steps to the Immortal Platform is a rare occurrence throughout history."
However, the stronger the calamity, the more dangerous the final counterattack.
The Great Emperor's Humanoid Lightning, bearing the imprint of the Great Dao, is probably only the beginning.
His gaze swept over the faintly visible, even more terrifying aura deep within the sea of thunder, carrying a hint of barely perceptible solemnity.
Just as Li Qingshan was struggling to cross the sea of thunder, the protectors watched quietly from the outside.
Millions of miles away, in a perilous place called Devil-Devouring Canyon in the Northern Region of the Eastern Wilderness, a completely different scene unfolds.
The canyon is deep and secluded, with jagged rocks, and is perpetually shrouded in a strange black mist that can erode the magical power of cultivators.
At this moment, deep within the canyon, on a relatively open rocky beach, a mysterious formation has been set up, emitting a faint golden halo.
It barely managed to resist the encroachment of the black mist and the demonic shadows that occasionally attacked from the shadows.
Inside the formation, Ye Fan's clothes were stained with blood, and his face was somewhat pale, but his eyes were still as sharp as a hawk's, staring intently at the rolling black mist outside the formation.
Ji Ziyue sat beside him, her once lively and cheerful face now showing signs of fatigue and worry.
She rubbed her slightly sore arms and muttered to herself:
" Little Yezi, why isn't Brother Li's tribulation over yet?"
It's been fourteen days already. If we wait any longer, that wicked woman Ji Biyue's " Nine Nether God-Trapping Formation " that she set up outside will probably close completely.
Fortunately, Ye Fan was no longer the poor boy he used to be. He had accumulated quite a bit of wealth in Jade Pool, so he had no shortage of spiritual fruits and resources during these fourteen days.
Their injuries actually improved.
Ye Fan frowned slightly and said in a deep voice:
Wait a little longer.
Teacher Li's tribulation was no small matter, and its long duration was to be expected.
He held a warm, smooth jade pendant in his palm. It was left behind when he parted ways with the people of Jade Pool, and he said that in case of an emergency, he could use this pendant to sense things.
He originally planned to crush the jade pendant to call for help if he was truly unable to escape.
However, plans often change.
I thought Li Qingshan's tribulation would end in a few days at most, at which point I could come to his rescue.
Who would have thought that this tribulation of lightning would last for fourteen days without any sign of stopping?
Just then, the jade pendant in Ye Fan's hand suddenly emitted a warm fluctuation without warning.
A barely perceptible wisp of pure air emanated from it, pointing in a certain direction outside the canyon.
"Um?"
Ye Fan's eyes narrowed, and several thoughts raced through his mind in an instant.
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still.
Almost simultaneously, at the entrance to the canyon, a sudden and unexpected change occurred!
"Buzz!!!"
A clear, melodious sword cry, like the cry of a phoenix, resounded throughout the valley, as if celestial music from the heavens had cleansed away all impurities, instantly dispelling most of the pervasive gloom and demonic energy.
Immediately following, a dazzling, seven-colored light of a celestial sword appeared.
Like the first ray of dawn piercing the eternal night, it struck with unparalleled force and precision at the crucial array node at the entrance of the canyon!
"Snap!!!"
Like ancient ice suddenly shattering, the outermost layer of the trapping array, invisible and intangible, exuded a chilling aura from the depths of hell.
A huge gap appeared in the air, and the entire formation instantly froze and became chaotic!
The celestial light slowly faded, revealing several Dao Body.
The leader was dressed in white, with flowing black hair, an unparalleled beauty, and was enveloped in a hazy ethereal glow. His demeanor was aloof and cold.
She was like a fairy from the moon palace, untouched by worldly affairs, descending to the mortal realm.
It was none other than Lin Qingyao, the Jade Pool Holy Maiden.
She gently held a jade sword that flowed with seven-colored light in her slender hand. The sword still had subtle ripples of Daoist energy emanating from its blade. The earth-shattering sword strike just now was clearly from her hand.
Beside her followed several Jade Pool female cultivators with composed auras and insightful eyes. Their positions appeared casual, but they subtly formed a protective formation on either side.
Even more eye-catching was the Black Emperor, who was squatting at Lin Qingyao's feet, looking like Laozi in the world.
The Big Black Dog held its enormous head high, its eyes filled with an air of smug pride as it stood upright.
One forepaw is on its hip, the other paw points at the damaged formation, spittle flying everywhere:
Woof!
See that?
I knew Ye Fan was definitely here; Dao Self him with just one sniff!
Just as it was playing its tune with great enthusiasm, it received a light but powerful flick of divine light from Lin Qingyao on its head.
It grimaced in pain, instantly shrinking half its size, but still muttering under its breath:
"Alright, alright, you're so great, you're so great, okay?"
If it weren't for Li Qingshan, hmph.
"I won't stoop to the level of a little girl like you."
"Fairy Lin!"
Upon seeing who it was, Ji Ziyue, who was inside the formation, cried out in surprise, her big eyes filled with joy.
Ye Fan also breathed a long sigh of relief, and his tense nerves relaxed slightly.
He withdrew the protective golden light from himself, cupped his hands, and solemnly said:
"Thank you, Black Emperor."
"Many thanks to Fairy Lin, and all the fellow Daoists from Jade Pool, for coming to assist us in time."
Lin Qingyao's cold gaze swept over Ye Fan and Ji Ziyue, lingering slightly on Ye Fan's blood-stained clothes.
After confirming that they did not suffer any fatal injuries, he nodded slightly, his voice ethereal and calm:
"Fellow Daoist Ye, you're too kind. I'm just glad that Sister Ji Family is alright."
In the shadows, a concealed figure in emerald green appeared—it was Ji Biyue, the mastermind behind this ambush.
She looked at Lin Qingyao, who had suddenly appeared, and at the great formation that had been so easily shattered by the other party with a single sword strike, a formation that had taken her a great deal of effort to set up.
Her beautiful face instantly contorted, becoming extremely ugly.
She stared intently at Lin Qingyao's stunningly beautiful back, a figure that seemed to embody the very essence of heaven and earth.
She glanced again at Ye Fan and Ji Ziyue, who had reunited with the Jade Pool group deep in the canyon.
His eyes flashed with extreme resentment, jealousy, and malice.
She knew very well that with the Jade Pool Holy Maiden personally intervening, there was no possibility of her attacking Ji Ziyue again.
He made a decisive decision without the slightest hesitation.
Like a venomous snake slithering into the shadows, it retreated silently.
We must not linger on the open sea any longer and immediately return to the Ji Family in the Eastern Wasteland for refuge; otherwise, we will be in trouble when our late Ji Ziyue returns to the family.
At the same time, the aura of the Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon, which had been stirred up and confronted for a long time due to Li Qingshan's tribulation, finally changed.
Perhaps it was because the heavenly tribulation lasted too long, exceeding the expectations of all forces;
Perhaps they realized that the tribulation seekers had already gained the upper hand, and that continuing the confrontation would be pointless and might even backfire;
The overwhelming pressure that had lasted for several days receded like a tide.
The starry sky remained unchanged, as if that terrifying confrontation, capable of destroying a star field, had never happened.
The crisis within Devil-Devouring Canyon has been averted.
Ye Fan and Ji Ziyue reunited with Lin Qingyao and the others.
"I hope Brother Li will be alright?"
Ji Ziyue still looked with some worry towards the distant horizon, towards a direction where even from here she could feel wisps of oppressive power.
Lin Qingyao's eyes flickered slightly as she looked at the sea of lightning, her usually cold voice softening slightly:
"He is walking a path never before seen. The more severe the calamities that Heavenly Dao brings, the stronger his path becomes."
We just need to trust him.
She didn't say much, but the trust conveyed in her words was unquestionable.
"Hey kid, see that?"
The Holy Maiden is really quite fond of Li!
I knew they were having an affair a long time ago, oh dear!
Ye Fan shook his head helplessly; this damn dog was still so outspoken.
He looked towards Lei Hai again.
Just then, the thunderous roar that had been going on for fourteen days, seemingly without end, appeared to have subsided slightly.
Although still deafening, the destructive rhythm that seemed to signal the end of the world had subtly softened.
A hint of the end was about to appear.
The spirits of countless onlookers lifted, and their numb eyes regained their sparkle.
Is it ending?
Is that war god, forged in thunder and fire for fourteen days, finally about to emerge from the tribulation?
Everyone's heart involuntarily jumped into their throats.