NOVPUBIn his tone, there was both satisfaction and regret.
Wang Ba had surprised him too many times, and compared to those, such surprises had become more common.
The greatest effect was that it couldn’t help but remind him of his foolish disciple.
"This damn fool, ah, so close, so close!"
Du Wei shook his head and sighed.
Meanwhile, the Thunder Tribulation continued to fall incessantly.
The cultivators guarding the sect quickly refocused their attention and began discussing urgently:
"Prepare all Teleportation Arrays, ready to support at any moment..."
At Wanfa Peak, inside the Pearl Dungeon,
as the Thunder Tribulation struck down one after another.
Wang Ba still sat cross-legged in the Pearl Dungeon, between the imperial willow and the Azure Fire Paulownia Tree.
At first, he tried to resist the Thunder Tribulation, but as he adapted to it, he began to attempt to endure the refinement of the Thunder Tribulation with his body.
Erya had burst into a frantic flight as soon as the Thunder Tribulation began.
Fluttering her crimson wings anxiously, she circled tightly around Wang Ba, her eyes filled with intense worry.
And all around,
Jia 15 and the various Spirit Chickens, Spirit Turtles, and Stone Lizards all shrank to the side.
Bu Chan, who sensed the commotion, and Wang Ba’s eldest disciple Wang Qingyang, also watched with tense expressions.
Even though they had full confidence in Wang Ba,
This was after all the Nascent Soul Tribulation, and no one dared to take it lightly.
Only the Wuyuan Ape King perched on the imperial willow watched Wang Ba intently, observing the Dao Intention circulating around him, as if gaining some enlightenment.
Nine strikes... Fifteen strikes...
In the blink of an eye, most of the Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation had already passed.
Wang Ba’s expression was neither sad nor happy as he withstood the purification of the Thunder Tribulation, all the while carefully contemplating the changes in his Golden Core.
Inside his Dantian, the surface of the Dharma Golden Core shed its golden fragments rapidly with each strike of the Thunder Tribulation, integrating into the core.
Deep within the Golden Core, a nascent shape of light, bit by bit, began to take the form of an infant...
In the Blood-colored Valley.
Han Yanzi and Xun FuJun continued to chat leisurely.
"You weren’t really serious about ascending with the whole sect, were you?" Xun FuJun asked, his voice indifferent as he grasped the Blood Qilin. The Blood Energy in the Blood-colored Array clung to the Blood Qilin, making it impossible to isolate.
He tried to cut off and refine the Blood Energy while speaking nonchalantly.
Han Yanzi stood with his hands behind his back, smiling, his aged face relaxed and composed:
"Hehe, you think they don’t know?"
"With a great calamity upon us, who doesn’t have their own plans? I want to use their heads, and they want to climb up over my corpse."
"But I don’t care, just like I know you approached me deliberately, yet I still offered you an opportunity... Everything is out in the open. If you want it, you have to grab it yourself, it’s just a matter of who can actually get it."
Xun FuJun was silent for a moment and then suddenly said:
"To achieve Cultivation Ascension, you will face two tribulations, one is the Ascension tribulation from the Realm Sea, and the other is the Thunder Tribulation attempting to hold you back in this realm... Even if you hasten the maturity of this Blood Qilin, it might only take care of one. Is the other related to the Kingdom of Immortals?"
Han Yanzi remained unfazed, speaking frankly:
"You guessed correctly, the Kingdom of Immortals does indeed play a critical role. I left them there for this very day... You noticed me because of my actions towards the Kingdom of Immortals in the past, right?" n𝚘vp𝚞𝚋.com
Xun FuJun did not respond, implicitly confirming his speculation.
Han Yanzi smiled:
"This world is full of holes. At the moment of breathing life, it will likely exhaust its last Vital Qi, and the position of this realm might drop. Using these two to deflect disaster, one can leave securely before that day comes... Your Wanxiang Sect’s entire sect migration is much more wild than my plan."
"The Realm Sea is fraught with dangers. Just by a lone ship, you wish to cross countless miles to reach another world. For such audacity, even I must express my admiration."
Xun FuJun stayed silent, simply narrowing his eyes slightly, which seemed to carry a heavy weight.
Han Yanzi was about to speak when he suddenly sensed something, his eyelids drooped subtly, concealing the anticipation in his heart.
"Finally, it’s here!"
At that very moment.
Wang Ba’s eighteen strikes of Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation finally ended.
A small figure with a deep red lotus on its forehead finally formed amidst the thunder.
And just as the Nascent Soul took shape,
The deep red lotus suddenly twisted.
Then, in the solemn expression of Wang Ba,
The Yin God temple, which had already merged into the Nascent Soul, suddenly reformed deep within his brow!
Unlike before, the Divine Statue inside the temple only resembled him by half, and its previously closed eyes now slowly opened,
Revealing a pair of eyes filled with evil, greed, wild joy, and more!
With lips slightly parting, a voice resonated in the heart of every cultivator with faith in the Yin God:
"I... have finally returned!"
