Please Transcend the Tribulation

Zhang Kuang, the sect master of the Extreme Dao Artifact Sect, had completely lost his composure.

Damn it, a whole pack of goddamn beasts!

They knew that kid was coming, so why didn’t anyone warn me?!

Aren’t we all supposed to be brothers? We call each other brothers when we’re bragging together, but now that trouble’s here, you stab me in the back first, huh?!

I really —

Zhang Kuang cursed viciously in his heart, but his aged face squeezed out a bright, beaming smile.

"Venerable Tribulation Transcender, I hadn’t finished speaking earlier. What I meant to say was—if I threw a punch, you’d be the one kneeling, begging me not to die!"

Having cultivated to the Body Unity realm and risen to the position of a great sect’s leader, he wasn’t a fool—aside from missing a few screws in the head, he was even quite quick-witted. In no time, he managed to smooth over the boast he’d just made.

Chen Yi, of course, didn’t take it to heart. After all, these old coots had been muttering about him behind his back for ages. As long as they didn’t do it to his face, he saw no need to pursue it.

But he did take action—since this old man had been caught red-handed, he couldn’t just pretend he hadn’t heard. He warmly stepped forward and shook Zhang Kuang’s hand in greeting.

"What kind of talk is that? There’ll be times when I still need your help in the future—why would I ever kill you?"

Crack, crack—

A series of bone-chilling snapping sounds echoed through the ancient hall.

The other Body Unity elders present couldn’t bear to watch and averted their eyes.

But Zhang Kuang was a tough man. Even as the bones in his arm were ground to powder, he didn’t make a sound. Instead, he grinned broadly and replied:

"Of course, of course! In the future, if there’s anything this old man can do for you, just say the word!"

Chen Yi wasn’t one for pleasantries. He cut straight to the point:

"The Heavenly Dao is reconstructing the laws of immortality. All of you esteemed elders here can no longer hold back—you must break through to the Tribulation Transcendence stage!"

This, too, was a statement, not a request.

The Body Unity peak elders in the room fell into dead silence.

Break through to Tribulation Transcendence? You make it sound so easy.

But what about our lives?

Let’s be honest—who among them could withstand even a single strike of the Violet Heaven Divine Thunder?

Even if a few could survive the first, what about the forty-eight that followed?

Oh, and let’s not forget—it wasn’t just forty-nine strikes of Violet Heaven Divine Thunder anymore. Thanks to the Venerable Tribulation Transcender’s personal experimentation, the Heavenly Secrets had been updated: after those came another thirty-two strikes of Primordial Chaos Thunder!

Who in their right mind would dare touch such a terrifying Immortal Ascension Tribulation?

Did they all have his level of monstrous talent?

He could just casually face the tribulation when he wanted—or simply run away if he didn’t feel like it!

But for them? Once the Immortal Ascension Tribulation locked onto them, there was only one outcome—utter annihilation!

Yet, as they stared at the Venerable Tribulation Transcender blocking the entrance with that faint smile, none dared to refuse outright.

If we say no… will we even make it home today?

The desperate elders turned their pleading gazes toward the Ancestor of the Ethereal Void Holy Land, who had some personal rapport with Chen Yi.

The message was clear: You’re the only one he listens to. Talk some sense into him! We don’t want to die—and neither do you, right?

The Ethereal Void Holy Land’s ancestor let out a long sigh, set down his teacup, and rose to his feet.

"Ah… I’ve been wondering why my left eyelid’s been twitching lately. So this was why…"

Then, his tone suddenly shifted, brimming with righteous fervor:

"Seven thousand three hundred… eight thousand four hundred… This old man has lived eight thousand eight hundred and twenty-one years. With only a millennium of lifespan left, why cling to this withering existence? Better to charge toward death and seek rebirth!"

"To assist the Heavenly Dao in reopening the path of immortality—this is our duty!"

"However, I have one condition—when I attempt my breakthrough, nothing related to you can be present!"

Betrayal. Absolute betrayal!

Had this old man secretly conspired with that monster long ago?

Was this tea gathering just a trap to round them all up in one fell swoop?!

"Hahaha—!" Chen Yi laughed heartily and cupped his hands in salute. "Ancestor Xuanxuzi remains as noble and far-sighted as ever. When the Heavenly Dao reopens the immortal path, I, Chen Yi, will personally assist you in forging an Immortal Physique!"

The hearts of the assembled elders sank like stones.

Terms already negotiated, and you still claim there was no conspiracy?!

Well, well—who would’ve thought the sagely, immortal-like Xuanxuzi could be so shameless and ruthless?

Pah! We’re ashamed to share the same world as you!

Xuanxuzi paid no mind to their resentful glares. Instead, he chuckled and pointed at Chen Yi.

"Then I’ll hold you to your word. If this old man survives, and you don’t deliver that Immortal Physique—I’ll hound you for it!"

Chen Yi didn’t respond. Instead, he simply displayed it.

Hiss—

In an instant, an overwhelming aura of immortal essence flooded the hall. A small mountain of Immortal Spirit Stones materialized, radiating a dazzling, misty glow that nearly blinded the peak Body Unity elders.

"Gah—!"

"What… what is this?!"

"So fragrant… I want it!"

"This… this can’t be… Immortal Spirit Stones?!"

"Ahhh—this feeling is incredible…"

Their hearts raced, their hands trembled, and their bodies lurched forward uncontrollably.

Boom!

A massive black halberd suddenly slammed down in front of the stone pile, its terrifying force sending the reaching elders stumbling back.

Chen Yi swept his gaze over them, his voice calm but firm.

"Esteemed elders, I said it before—only those who transcend the tribulation may enjoy the rewards. The strong reap the spoils."

Once again, the elders fell into a deathly silence.

An Immortal Physique was tempting, but their lives mattered more. They still had plenty of lifespan left—why take such a risk?

Seeing these cowards resist even such temptation, Chen Yi was utterly disappointed.

If he were a trueborn native of the Purple Star Continent, would he even need these spineless weaklings?

He could single-handedly elevate the Purple Star Heavenly Dao!

But he wasn’t. He was a transmigrator. No matter how flawless his fabricated destiny was, it was still fake.

Though he could suppress all opposition for the Purple Star Heavenly Dao, he couldn’t enhance its ability to deduce the laws of immortality.

That still relied on these cowardly old turtles!

Honestly, the Purple Star Heavenly Dao had been too lenient with them. Letting them squat on their cultivation realms, hoarding spiritual essence without contributing—was that right?

Before, out of respect for the Heavenly Dao, Chen Yi had turned a blind eye.

But now?

The Purple Star Heavenly Dao was asleep.

He’d given them a chance. If they refused to act honorably, he’d make them honorable.

Let’s see who could protect them now!