"Come on! Bring it on, even more fiercely!"
Xu Long roared, showing no fear whatsoever, only fearlessness.
boom!
Seemingly sensing Xu Long's provocation, another explosion rang out.
This time, however, it wasn't the rumbling thunder of before, but rather a pale white lightning bolt that peeked out from the clouds.
It seemed to want to break free from the dark clouds, yet it also seemed filled with trepidation towards the unknown.
The electric snake darted back and forth several times, never stopping.
" The Lightning Tribulation at the Golden Core Stage only consists of nine strikes; this is the last and also the strongest."
Xu Long pondered to himself that this last bolt of lightning was more powerful than the previous eight combined.
If you get through it, the future will be bright; if you don't, everything will be over.
However, the path of Martial Cultivation is about cultivating an indomitable will and a courageous belief.
So what if it's Lightning Tribulation? It's nothing but death!
"Come on! Let me see just how powerful you really are!"
Xu Long roared, World-Breaking Blade tightly in his hand.
Seemingly sensing its master's will, the longsword emitted a series of hums, as if challenging the Lightning Tribulation.
Rumble!
Countless bolts of lightning flashed through the dark clouds, thunder roared, the clouds parted, and the dark sky was illuminated by the lightning.
A terrifying sense of oppression was overwhelming, making it hard to breathe.
Click!
The thick, dark clouds suddenly dissipated, and the lightning hidden within them instantly gathered together.
A flash of white light, the lightning bolts surged, and the final attack arrived!
It was completely silent, without any energy fluctuations.
The last bolt of lightning descended silently like a small snake, curiously looking around.
The time lasted a full thirty seconds, perhaps because they got tired of watching, or perhaps because they remembered their duties.
The little snake locked its gaze on Xu Long and suddenly increased its speed.
laugh!
The longsword was swung, colliding with the small snake.
A dazzling light suddenly burst forth, and terrifying energy waves spread outwards.
The night was torn apart, the thunder was scattered, and everything seemed as if nothing had happened.
Xu Long stood on the ground, his long sword gleaming, but his body was covered in cracks.
Click!
Click!
Like porcelain shattering, countless fragments fall, revealing the newly formed flesh and blood inside.
The lightning entered his body, but less than 10% of it caused him harm; the rest transformed into a torrent that surged endlessly within him.
This energy was frantically destroying his meridians and dantian, while simultaneously nourishing them.
Destruction, Rebirth Divine Hall, Rebirth Divine Hall, destruction— Xu Long's body was constantly changing.
Internal Force is transformed into purer and more powerful True Qi, and the essence of blood and flesh condenses into Golden Core.
The three souls and seven spirits that had sunk into the body melted away like snow under the scorching sun, eventually becoming one.
boom!
It was like the creation of the world, and also like a phoenix Rebirth Divine Hall from the ashes.
Everything went smoothly and without any obstacles.
A radiant Golden Core floated and sank within the dantian, as a refined soul entered it.
This is a seed, a seed of the Great Way.
When the Golden Core gives birth to new life, he can advance to the next level.
"Having swallowed a Golden Core elixir, I realized my fate was not in the hands of heaven!"
Xu Long murmured, and the violent power completely subsided, while the lightning that had enveloped the sky had long since dissipated.
He successfully survived the Lightning Tribulation and became a powerful Golden Core Stage cultivator.
Their lifespan is extended to over two thousand years, and even if their physical body is destroyed, they can be Rebirth Divine Hall by possessing another body.
The power of the Golden Core Stage is not only reflected in energy.
It was a crushing defeat of the very essence of life, much like how the Innate Stage could ignore attacks of A-rank.
"Wow, even such terrifying lightning couldn't kill him. It's true what they say, good people don't live long, but evil ones live a thousand years."
Seeing that Xu Long was safe and sound, Zhao Min felt a mix of joy and displeasure.
She didn't care whether the Xuanming Elders lived or died; they were just two dogs anyway, so it didn't matter if they died.
She just wanted Xu Long to suffer, preferably to be struck by lightning and crippled, begging her to serve him tea and water.
"What are you thinking with that smirking look on your face?"
Using Instant Transmission to appear beside Zhao Min, Xu Long asked with a smile.
After advancing to the Golden Core Stage, the pressure from this world lessened considerably.
What used to be a difficult journey of 200 kilometers can now be done with ease, covering thousands of kilometers.
While Zhao Min was deep in thought, she suddenly saw a long line swaying in front of her and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
When she came to her senses, she let out a series of screams.
"Ah! You scoundrel! You lecher! Ugh!"
Xu Long quickly covered her mouth; it was too noisy.
Wudang Sect, Great Hall of Zhenwu.
Abbess Miejue, gripping the Heavenly Sword tightly, arrived at the door with Jingxuan, Jingxu, Ding Minjun, and Zhou Zhiruo.
"The nun has arrived just in time!"
Zhang Sanfeng said something and then invited Abbess Miejue to sit down.
Seeing Abbess Miejue's angry expression and Zhou Zhiruo's aggrieved face, Song Yuanqiao's heart skipped a beat, sensing something was wrong.
His intuition told him that Song Qingshu was lying, and that what happened back then was definitely not as he described.
" Perfected Zhang, this humble nun has come to seek justice for Zhiruo."
Although she was seething with anger, Abbess Miejue dared not curse as she had when facing the Xuanming Elders.
Zhang Sanfeng was the number one person in the world, and his strength had reached a state of perfection.
To put it bluntly, even if there were dozens more Abbess Miejue.
"Please calm down, nun. I sent you this message about the same matter."
Zhang Sanfeng smiled, then said to Song Yuanqiao, "Bring Qingshu up."
After waiting for about two minutes, Song Qingshu, feeling uneasy, entered the Great Hall of Zhenwu.
"You lecherous thief, prepare to die!"
Upon seeing Song Qingshu, Zhou Zhiruo immediately drew her sword, ready to kill him.
That angry and ashamed expression, that chilling murderous intent, made Song Yuanqiao feel even worse.
There's basically no way he can escape now; the son definitely lied.
" Zhiruo!"
Although I really wanted to kill Song Qingshu, this was Zhang Sanfeng's territory after all.
Abbess Miejue shouted angrily and knocked Zhou Zhiruo's longsword away.
"Master, Perfected Zhang, please do justice for Zhiruo!"
Zhou Zhiruo knelt on the ground, tears streaming down her face, her expression full of grievance.
Explain the situation in detail, and I promise you won't be wronged.
Zhang Sanfeng raised his hand in a gesture, and Zhou Zhiruo stood up uncontrollably.
"Thank you, Perfected Zhang!"
Zhou Zhiruo nodded and repeated what she had told Abbess Miejue.
"Nonsense! I didn't do it! Father, Master, I'm innocent!"
Upon hearing Zhou Zhiruo's words, Song Qingshu was immediately shocked and knelt down to explain.
"When Junior Sister Zhiruo first came to the mountain, I fell in love with her at first sight, and later invited her to visit Mount Wudang many times. I thought Junior Sister Zhiruo also had feelings for me, but I never expected that she would be having a barbecue with Zhang Wuji on the back mountain that day. I was so angry that I couldn't help but draw my sword to kill Zhang Wuji, but Junior Sister Zhiruo stopped me, and accidentally knocked him off the cliff..."