However, the might of the Heavenly Tribulation grew stronger with each wave!
Before the energy of the first wave had completely dissipated, the three layers of tribulation clouds above the firmament seemed to have been utterly enraged. They began brewing an even more frenzied assault!
The aura of destruction surged exponentially!
The second wave, the third wave, the fourth wave…
The terrifying lightning tribulation was like a whip of destruction wielded by the Heavenly Dao, lashing down upon the summit again and again, each wave more powerful than the last, without the slightest pause.
Blood trickled from the corner of Ling Xi’s mouth, and her clothes were torn, but the coldness and defiance in her eyes only grew stronger.
She was like a dancer walking along the edge of destruction, frantically devouring and refining.
She transformed the world-destroying lightning into a part of her sacred foundation. Her aura continued to rise amid the cycle of destruction and rebirth, becoming increasingly profound and terrifying.
Xiao Ruobai had long since transformed into a dark-gold God of War, charging fearlessly through the lightning spears and phantoms of gods and demons.
His body was blasted to pieces again and again—skin torn, bones broken, tendons snapped. His crimson-gold battle-god blood scattered like rain, only to be forcibly restored in the next instant by his surging battle intent and indestructible vitality.
The more he fought, the braver he became. His battle intent soared into the heavens, as though he intended to punch straight through the world itself!
Fang Hanyu, meanwhile, remained standing quietly where he was. The long sword in his hand moved with techniques pared down to the absolute essence, yet each stroke contained the supreme profundity of severing laws.
The sword domain before him grew increasingly solid. It transformed from a single sword mark into a hazy, chaotic sword realm.
Any lightning tribulation that fell into it was instantly broken down and assimilated.
His aura remained steady, but every time he withstood another bolt, the sword-light in his eyes shone brighter. His entire being was like an unparalleled divine weapon tempered a thousand times over by the Heavenly Tribulation—its edge increasingly restrained, yet its danger growing ever more palpable.
The summit had been utterly transformed into a chaotic ocean of lightning. Only three tiny yet incomparably tenacious figures rose and fell within it, struggling against the storm.
When the eighth wave of lightning tribulation crashed down, its might had already reached an utterly inconceivable level!
At that moment, the three layers of tribulation clouds actually began to merge!
They intertwined and coiled around one another, giving birth to an even stranger and more terrifying composite tribulation!
Its power was by no means a simple addition. Instead, it underwent some kind of qualitative transformation!
“BOOM—!!!”
A tri-colored pillar of annihilating lightning, more than a thousand zhang in diameter, descended like divine punishment at the dawn of creation, carrying the ultimate will to erase all things as it thundered down upon the three of them without distinction!
Faced with this ultimate strike, which combined the power of all three of their tribulations, Ling Xi, Xiao Ruobai, and Fang Hanyu finally sensed a lethal threat for the first time.
Ling Xi let out a sharp cry and drew in all the Devouring Dao rhymes, compressing the power of devouring to its absolute limit as she charged head-on toward the lightning pillar!
Xiao Ruobai unleashed a battle roar that shook the entire universe. His body swelled as he transformed into a hundred-zhang-tall phantom of a crimson-gold God of War. Bringing both fists together, he launched a heaven-shaking punch with the indomitable will to advance without retreat, even if it meant mutual destruction!
For the first time, the ancient sword in Fang Hanyu’s hand rang out with a clear, dragon-like cry. His entire being seemed to merge with the sword, transforming into an ultimate streak of sword-light capable of cleaving chaos itself. Rather than retreat, he advanced, striking directly at the core of the tri-colored lightning pillar!
“BOOM—!!!!!!”
A terrifying explosion beyond the power of words erupted.
The void surrounding the summit was utterly transformed into a darkness of nothingness.
A storm of destructive energy swept in every direction, completely scattering the remaining rosy radiance and Dao laws at the top of the Dao Repository Heavenly Stairway.
No one knew how much time passed before the light and storm finally began to subside.
Three figures reappeared in the void. All of them were battered and disheveled, their auras feeble, yet they were still standing!
They had endured the eighth tribulation—the terrifying lightning tribulation formed from that fusion and accumulation of power!
But above them, after releasing that ultimate strike, the three layers of tribulation clouds did not dissipate. Instead, they began the final—and most frenzied—compression!
All the lightning and all the will of destruction converged and collapsed toward a single point at the very center!
The ninth and final ultimate tribulation was brewing!
An unprecedented terror, born from the deepest instincts of life itself, swept through the heart of every living being across Dao Origin Mountain.
“The ninth tribulation… this is…”
Inside Mind-Clearing Hall, an old Supreme Elder with a full head of white hair, a man who had weathered countless storms, pointed at the water mirror with trembling fingers. His voice was hoarse, and he could not even complete his sentence.
Perfected Xuanji’s expression was as heavy as still water, his eyes filled with deep worry.
The aura brewing within this ninth tribulation had already surpassed his understanding of Saint Tribulations.
“Can they withstand it?” the white-haired elder muttered to himself, his voice trembling in a way he himself did not notice.
Atop the summit, Ling Xi, Xiao Ruobai, and Fang Hanyu were covered in wounds, yet their eyes were brighter and more resolute than ever before!
“Buzz—!”
The point that had been compressed to the extreme suddenly stopped shrinking.
The next instant—
“Crack!”
A strange sound, at once like the birth of heaven and earth and the end of the universe, rang out in the deepest recesses of every living being’s consciousness.
The light compressed to the utmost limit erupted.
It locked onto the three of them. It seemed to move slowly, yet in truth it surpassed time and space, arriving in an instant!
“Devour the heavens and consume the earth. Let the Dao perish while I endure!”
Ling Xi cried out sharply, transforming herself into a final black hole. She charged directly into that “light of destruction,” intending to devour and refine it completely!
“Fight! Fight! Fight!!!”
Xiao Ruobai roared. He unleashed the most extreme and devastating punch of his entire life, striking that beam of light head-on without the slightest flourish!
“Sever.”
Fang Hanyu uttered only a single word. Man and sword moved as one, transforming into an ultimate sword-ray that seemed capable of cutting apart the boundary between existence and nothingness. He slashed upward against it!
Three figures. Three great Dao paths.
At that moment, they collided head-on with the lightning tribulation that represented the Heavenly Dao’s ultimate will of destruction!
There was no sound. No explosion.
Only an absolute darkness that devoured everything expanded instantly from the point of collision, swallowing the three of them and that entire region without a trace.
Time seemed to freeze at that moment.
At the foot of the mountain, everyone held their breath and stared wide-eyed at the darkness that had swallowed everything. Their hearts nearly stopped beating.
Inside Mind-Clearing Hall, there was utter silence. One could hear a pin drop.
No one knew how much time passed. Perhaps it was an instant. Perhaps it was ten thousand years.
The absolute darkness began to slowly fade and contract.
The first figure to emerge was Fang Hanyu.
He knelt on one knee, using his sword to support himself.
His face was pale as paper, and his aura was weak to the extreme, yet his back remained ramrod straight. His eyes were still clear and sharp, as though what he had just severed was not a world-destroying lightning tribulation, but merely a wisp of breeze.
Next came Xiao Ruobai.
He lay motionless on his back in the void. But then, a powerful vitality, like a spark in the darkness, ignited at the center of his heart and rapidly spread throughout his body.
His charred skin cracked and peeled away, revealing the newborn skin beneath, which shimmered with a faint jade-like luster.
Finally, the darkness vanished completely, revealing Ling Xi’s figure.
She remained standing, but the shadowy aura of Devouring surrounding her had almost entirely dissipated.
“Rumble…”
Above the firmament, after releasing the final ultimate tribulation, the fused three-layered tribulation clouds seemed to have exhausted all their strength. They began to rapidly disperse and collapse.
The Heavenly Tribulation had ended!
Endless sweet rain, rich with magnificent vitality and mixed with fragments of the purest laws of heaven and earth, began to fall.
It poured down from where the tribulation clouds had dispersed, completely enveloping the three figures atop the summit.
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.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
