Beauties in Simulation Cross over into Reality

Chapter 166: Chapter 148: Junior Xiao Mo, With the Saint’s Heart, Protects Bai Ruxue’s Tribulation

High above a barren wasteland, Xiao Mo and the Celestial Vault Daoist were still locked in a fierce battle.

BOOM!

The second bolt of the Thunder Tribulation struck viciously at Bai Ruxue.

Scales scattered from Bai Ruxue’s body like flurries of snow, and cracks appeared all over her draconic form. But she showed no fear, still raising her head to face the devastating lightning.

Immediately after, the third and fourth bolts of the Thunder Tribulation crashed down in succession.

Because the Qi Fortune of the Dragon Race was sealed, the Thunder Tribulation a Flood Dragon endured to become a true dragon was far more intense than what an ordinary Ascension Realm Cultivator would face.

It was as if the Celestial Dao would not rest until Bai Ruxue was utterly annihilated, body and soul.

Fortunately, the lingering Power of Merit from the Human Race within her body invisibly provided her with a sliver of protection.

Coupled with the fact that Bai Ruxue’s own physique was much tougher than that of an ordinary Flood Dragon, she was still able to barely hold on.

The fifth bolt of the Thunder Tribulation crashed down.

ROAR!

Bai Ruxue let out an unyielding roar at the heavens, showing no intention of backing down.

After enduring the fifth bolt of the Thunder Tribulation, her originally silver-white body had turned completely scorched black, but her pair of golden, vertical pupils remained as resolute as ever.

Even the Celestial Vault Daoist couldn’t help but feel a hint of surprise as he witnessed this scene.

An ordinary Flood Dragon Crossing the Tribulation to become a dragon would, at most, be turned to ash by the fifth bolt.

Yet, not only had she withstood five bolts, but she even seemed to have strength to spare.

The sixth bolt of the Thunder Tribulation struck down mercilessly.

Bai Ruxue’s massive draconic body was smashed down, crashing heavily into the plains below.

Xiao Mo instinctively started to rush forward, but immediately forced himself to calm down.

He knew full well that if he forcibly interfered with this Ascension Thunder Tribulation, not only would he be unable to help Ruxue in the slightest, but he himself would end up with his soul obliterated.

What followed immediately was the seventh bolt of the Thunder Tribulation.

The seventh bolt transformed into a raging river of pure lightning, pouring down upon Bai Ruxue’s draconic form.

ROOOOAR—!

Bai Ruxue let out a heart-wrenching, agonized shriek.

When the aftershocks of the seventh bolt finally subsided, the eighth bolt was already gathering power, waiting to be unleashed, brewing with even more terrifying might.

Bai Ruxue struggled back to her feet, dragging her battered draconic body as she once again charged forcefully toward the heavens.

The eighth bolt of the Thunder Tribulation struck.

The tribulation lightning manifested as fifteen different types of Ancient Fierce Beasts, which roared as they engaged Bai Ruxue in a brutal battle.

Every time Bai Ruxue used all her strength to crush one of the Ancient Fierce Beasts formed from lightning, it would explode violently.

At this moment, hardly a single intact scale could be found on Bai Ruxue’s body.

Through her scorched and broken draconic form, one could even faintly see the grim white of her bones exposed.

Several times, Bai Ruxue was on the verge of collapse, almost wanting to give up.

But whenever her gaze swept downward and she saw Xiao Mo struggling more and more against the Celestial Vault Daoist, his massive Heaven and Earth growing increasingly illusory and dim, Bai Ruxue would immediately grit her teeth and force herself to persevere.

’I have to succeed in Crossing the Tribulation.’

’I can die.’

’But I absolutely can’t bear to see Xiao Mo die in front of me again!’

The eighth bolt of the Thunder Tribulation finally ended.

The lightning in the sky seemed to have temporarily ceased.

But Bai Ruxue knew that this was merely the calm before the storm.

She shook her heavy head forcefully, her golden vertical pupils fixed firmly on the heavens.

The next moment, high in the sky, the thick dark clouds suddenly parted.

Illusory Dharma Aspects of Human Race Ancestors, formed from lightning, stood tall in the high heavens.

These Human Race Ancestors manifested by the Thunder Tribulation had no Divine Sense; they were just lifeless things.

Yet, as they looked down upon the Flood Dragon trying to break through the Celestial Dao’s seal, their gazes were also like one would look upon a dead thing.

Meanwhile, Upper Three Realms Cultivators who had sensed the disturbance nearby began to arrive at the edge of the battlefield. There was even an Ascension Realm Cultivator among them.

When they saw the heart-pounding scene of the Thunder Tribulation in the sky, everyone was shaken to the core, their eyes filled with incredulous horror.

Their Daoist intuition told them clearly that this was the legendary ninth bolt of the Thunder Tribulation.

It was the first time in their lives they had ever seen a Flood Dragon manage to last until this final bolt.

The Saintly Dharma Aspects formed by the tribulation lightning began to dive toward Bai Ruxue, intending to completely obliterate her.

Bai Ruxue dragged her nearly spent and broken body to fight against these Dharma Aspects of the Human Race Ancestors.

Bai Ruxue was already weakened to the extreme, yet the Dharma Aspects of the Ancestors formed by this ninth bolt of the Thunder Tribulation still retained some of the Divine Abilities they possessed in life.

This meant that Bai Ruxue was now essentially facing the combined siege of nine Ascension Realm powerhouses all by herself.

This was simply an impossible death tribulation to overcome.

Just as everyone expected, a Dharma Aspect of a Buddhist Arhat stepped forward. Then, a dragon-tiger Dharma Aspect made of lightning bit down hard on Bai Ruxue’s foreclaw, preventing her from breaking free.

Immediately after, a Dharma Aspect of a Confucian Ancestor Saint flipped the pages of the book in its hand.

The Book Flipping Wind instantly transformed into countless chains of lightning. One end of the chains connected to the heavens, while the other firmly bound Bai Ruxue’s draconic body in mid-air.

Finally, the Dharma Aspect of a Human Race Sword Immortal, longsword in hand, walked step-by-step toward Bai Ruxue, like an executioner about to carry out a sentence.

At that very moment, Xiao Mo pulled away from the Celestial Vault Daoist and rushed toward Bai Ruxue.

“Xiao Mo! What are you doing! Have you lost your mind?” shouted Feng Qianqiu, head of the Daoist Sect and Sect Leader of the Tianxuan Sect.

When he arrived at the battlefield, seeing the tens of thousands of dead from the North Sea Demon Race and this Lord of the North Sea, he had already deduced what had happened.

“Xiao Mo, don’t come over,” Bai Ruxue called out weakly.

But Xiao Mo simply gave Bai Ruxue a gentle smile.

BOOM!

Just as the Human Race Ancestor’s Dharma Aspect swung its sword at Bai Ruxue’s draconic head, Xiao Mo raised the Immortal Slayer Sword and took the full force of the blow.

Lightning exploded outward. Xiao Mo’s skin split and cracked inch by inch, like a parched and fissured landscape.

Watching the nearly shattered back of the man she loved, Bai Ruxue’s eyes trembled, and her mind went blank.

With a horizontal sweep of his sword, Xiao Mo knocked the opponent aside.

All the Dharma Aspects of the Human Race Ancestors turned to look at Xiao Mo.

Everyone saw Xiao Mo continuously burning his Essence Blood. His Vast True Qi surged out like ocean waves, and several ink-black dragons soared toward the heavens.

Then, Xiao Mo plunged his right hand into his own chest and ripped out an ink-black heart!

“Xiao Mo, what are you doing? Stop!” Bai Ruxue thrashed her draconic body, trying to break free from the chains binding her to the heavens.

“Don’t tell me…!”

Feng Qianqiu, the Sect Leader of the Tianxuan Sect, was startled. His face went pale as he roared in anger.

“Xiao Mo! Are you insane? You’re a Confucian Saint, yet you’d go this far for a vile beast! Do you have any idea what it means if the Dragon Race’s Qi Fortune is unsealed?”

Xiao Mo did not answer Feng Qianqiu.

The heart floated in the air, radiating an inky light. The scent of brush and ink wafted across the entire World of Ten Thousand Laws.

“Xiao Mo, have you thought this through?”

A profound voice echoed from the heavens as a Residual Soul of a Confucian Ancestor Saint materialized between heaven and earth.

“I have.”

Xiao Mo clasped his hands and bowed deeply. His voice resounded between heaven and earth.

“This junior, Xiao Mo, shall use the Saint’s Heart to protect Bai Ruxue as she Crosses the Tribulation!”