The second and third waves of tribulation lightning struck in quick succession, each more terrifying than the last!
The lightning morphed into various forms. Sometimes it fell like a torrential downpour, sometimes it struck like a giant axe splitting the heavens, and sometimes it even carried the illusions of inner demons!
Shi Wanshan's battle armor roared and his gauntlets cracked. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, yet he fought with increasing valor. Using the tribulation lightning to temper his physique, his aura grew even more condensed and majestic amidst the pain!
Cracks appeared on Li Muran's precious orb, and his water barrier was torn apart several times. However, his Dao heart remained firm, and his spells were exquisite. He always managed to mend the defenses just in time, using the flexibility of water to continuously dissipate the overbearing power of the lightning.
Ye Guying's sword shadows fluttered wildly. Sometimes they were like a lingering drizzle that neutralized the lightning's force, and sometimes they struck like a startled swan to shatter the core of the lightning. With a clear and illuminated sword heart, he unexpectedly captured a trace of vitality within the destruction of the tribulation lightning, integrating it into his own sword Dao.
The other Peak Masters also displayed their respective abilities. Some had all their magical treasures destroyed and suffered heavy injuries, yet they gritted their teeth and persevered.
Xuanyangzi watched with his heart pounding in fear. Several times, he couldn't help but want to ask Gu Changge to intervene. But seeing Gu Changge remain calm and indifferent, and observing that his junior brothers, though in a sorry state, had increasingly bright eyes and auras that continuously sublimated amidst the destruction, he forcefully suppressed the urge.
Finally, the most terrifying ninth wave of tribulation lightning descended!
It was no longer simple lightning, but almost a manifestation of the laws of the world!
A massive, dark purple lightning spear, seemingly composed of pure destructive will, shot toward them, carrying a coercive pressure that made the entire secret realm tremble!
Roar!
Shi Wanshan burned his vital blood. A giant mountain dharma avatar emerged behind him as he threw his entire body at the lightning spear!
Li Muran spat out a mouthful of essence blood into his orb, drawing upon the power of the entire lake beneath his feet to form a water dragon that surged toward the sky!
Ye Guying became one with his sword, transforming into an extremely dazzling emerald sword light that pierced directly into the core of the lightning spear!
...
Earth-shattering explosions rang out one after another, and a blinding light engulfed everyone's vision.
The light gradually dissipated.
The several Peak Masters were seen in tattered clothes, their bodies charred and their auras sluggish. Some were even half-kneeling on the ground, evidently having suffered extremely severe injuries.
But!
The tribulation clouds above their heads began to slowly disperse. Streams of incomparably pure gifts from heaven and earth, containing vibrant vitality, auspicious rainfall, and the radiant light of laws descended from the sky and merged into their bodies.
Their injuries healed at a visible rate. The charred skin peeled off, revealing newborn skin that glowed with a holy radiance.
Their auras began to climb madly. After breaking through a certain limit, they became vast, profound, and majestic!
A brand-new coercive pressure of the Saint Realm, transcending the mortal world, slowly spread out from them!
They succeeded!
Relying on their own solid foundations, ample preparations, and tenacious wills, they had successfully survived the Saint Tribulation and officially stepped into the Saint Realm!
Xuanyangzi let out a long breath of relief, an incredibly gratified and excited smile appearing on his face.
Gu Changge looked at the Peak Masters who were reshaping their Saint bodies and completing their transformations amidst the auspicious signs, and a faint curve formed at the corner of his mouth.
At this moment, deep within the secret realm, the auras of the five patriarchs also fluctuated slightly, transmitting thoughts of approval and gratification.
The auspicious rainfall fell like divine nectar from the highest heavens, containing the purest vitality and law fragments in the world, gently nourishing the broken bodies and exhausted divine souls of the Peak Masters.
They greedily absorbed this gift from heaven and earth following their successful tribulation. The charred dead skin around their bodies quickly fell away, revealing the newborn skin beneath, which was as lustrous as jade and emitted a faint holy radiance.
Their broken bones were reshaped amidst crackling sounds, becoming even tougher. Their dried-up meridians were filled by the sweet rain, becoming broad and full of vitality.
Their sluggish divine souls were like parched earth receiving rain, rapidly growing stronger. Their spiritual altars became completely clear, and their comprehension of the laws of heaven and earth became unprecedentedly lucid.
A brand-new, vast, and majestic power surged and flowed within their bodies. That was a power unique to the Saint Realm!
Their life levels underwent a fundamental leap, and their lifespans increased explosively. With every movement, they could draw upon the power of heaven and earth, looking down upon all living beings as if they were ants.
Shi Wanshan suddenly opened his eyes, a brilliant light shooting from them. He couldn't help but look up to the sky and let out a hearty, resounding roar. The sound waves rolled out, shaking the surrounding mountains until they echoed in response.
Hahaha! How satisfying! How thrilling! I have finally succeeded! This power of the Saint Realm is truly extraordinary!
He forcefully clenched his fists, feeling the terrifying power within his body that was enough to move mountains and fill seas, as well as his Saint body that was a hundred times tougher than before. His face was filled with wild joy and heroism.
Li Muran slowly stood up, surrounded by swirling water vapor. His aura became as profound as the sea, containing an incalculable power within its peacefulness.
He wore a gentle and satisfied smile on his face, carefully comprehending his incredibly close connection with the water element laws of heaven and earth, as if he could summon the power of rivers, lakes, and seas with a single thought.
When water flows, a channel is formed; the Dao follows nature. This tribulation was also a baptism for my state of mind. He murmured to himself softly, his Dao heart becoming even more harmonious and clear.
The other Peak Masters also successively stabilized their realms, their faces brimming with uncontrollable excitement and exhilaration.
They looked at each other, all seeing the same joy and emotion in each other's eyes. Hundreds of years of bitter cultivation and the accumulation of countless resources had finally culminated today. Leaping past the brink of life and death, they had transformed like fish leaping over the dragon gate to achieve the Saint position!
Xuanyangzi was already so excited that he could hardly control himself. He stepped forward quickly, looking at his junior brothers who had been reborn with profound auras, his eyes even growing a little moist.
Good! Good! Good!
He said the word good three times in a row, his voice trembling slightly from excitement.
Junior Brother Shi! Junior Brother Li! Junior Brother Ye... all of my junior brothers! Congratulations! Congratulations to you all! Today, our Azure Profound Sect adds six more Saints!
He looked around at the six newly advanced Saints before him, then sensed the auras of the five patriarchs deep in the secret realm who had already stabilized their realms. His heart swelled with boundless pride, and he couldn't help but laugh aloud.
Hahaha! Heaven blesses our Azure Profound Sect! Counting the five patriarchs, and... and Junior Brother Changge, our Azure Profound Sect now has thirteen Saint Realm experts! Thirteen!
This number made even him feel a wave of dizziness and disbelief.
Thirteen Saints!
What kind of concept was this?
Looking across the entire Eastern Region, in any past era, the publicly known Saints could be counted on one's fingers!
Top-tier sects like the Burning Heaven Palace and the Demonic Heaven Sect already had profound foundations, enough to awe an entire region, yet they still hadn't produced a single Saint.
But now, his Azure Profound Sect, quietly and without making a sound, actually possessed a full thirteen Saints!
This was a terrifying force sufficient to sweep across Xuan Province, overturn the existing power structure, and even make the ancient noble families and sacred grounds of the entire Eastern Region look upon them with caution!
All of this was because of...
Xuanyangzi's gaze involuntarily turned to Gu Changge, who had stood quietly to the side all along, calm and composed. His eyes were filled with endless gratitude and awe.
It was because of the heaven-defying resources this junior brother had brought, because of the supreme cultivation techniques and guidance he provided, and because of the unparalleled sense of security he brought by watching over the sect.
Only then were his junior brothers and the patriarchs able to cultivate and break through without any distractions, ultimately accumulating their strength and achieving success in one fell swoop!
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
