Chapter 613 525: Undergoing the Mahayana Tribulation, Ji Shenyun Descends

Qing Yueqiu watched as Nangong Jin returned, walking on air with the Armored Ghost's head in hand. Her red lips parted slightly, her voice laced with disbelief:

"Junior Martial Uncle Nangong, how did you do it?"

Qing Yueqiu was, of course, aware of Nangong Jin's strength and the immense Commanding Power she wielded over others in the same realm.

But the Armored Ghost had crushed a Teleportation Treasure and escaped into the void. Logically, unless a Mahayana Stage Cultivator intervened, it should have been impossible to intercept and kill it during a spatial teleportation!

Nangong Jin extracted the Armored Ghost's Divine Soul from its corpse and stored it in a jet-black Soul Refining Pot.

Runes flickered on the pot's surface, and faint, bloodcurdling screeches could be heard from within. Clearly, the Demon Fiend's Divine Soul was being brutally tortured. With the great war in the Endless Sea imminent, Nangong Jin needed to pry as many of the Demon Race's secrets from the Armored Ghost as possible.

After dealing with the Armored Ghost, Nangong Jin heard Qing Yueqiu's question. The corners of her lips lifted slightly as she looked up at the sky and said softly,

"The credit isn't mine."

"It was Brother Pei who acted. He froze that Demon Fiend in the void, and I... I merely delivered the final strike."

'Master?!'

Qing Yueqiu subconsciously followed Nangong Jin's gaze and looked up—

Only then did she discover that the once clear, cloudless sky had suddenly and drastically changed!

Thick, black clouds rolled in like a raging sea, instantly obscuring the sun. The entire world was plunged into an oppressive gloom.

Flashes of lightning appeared as the tribulation clouds gathered!

A vast, abyss-like Suppression poured down from the nine heavens. The thunder had yet to strike, but the entirety of Ghost-Back Mountain was already trembling slightly.

Qing Yueqiu's breath hitched. Her crimson eyes reflected the terrifying celestial phenomenon as she murmured,

"This is... a Celestial Tribulation?!"

Combining this with what Nangong Jin had just said, an astonishing thought suddenly surfaced in Qing Yueqiu's mind.

'Could it be... Master is breaking through to Mahayana!'

Mahayana! Aside from beings like Ji Shenyun, it was the strongest realm in the current Cultivation Realm. Once one crossed this final chasm, they would reach a state of truly heaven-shaking power!

The life of every Mahayana Cultivator was a magnificent epic.

Qing Yueqiu's heart pounded violently, and her palms grew clammy with cold sweat for her master.

Although she was overjoyed at her master's opportunity, she also knew that stepping into the peak realm of Mahayana was bound to be fraught with extreme danger.

Throughout history, countless brilliant and renowned figures, whose names were etched in the annals of history, had been reduced to ashes by this Thunder Tribulation!

'Master... can he succeed?'

Qing Yueqiu gazed at the sky. The black clouds roiled, and lightning coiled like a Dragon. The violent pressure of the heavens made it hard for her to breathe.

But soon, she bit her lower lip, a trace of determination flashing in her eyes.

'No, Master will definitely succeed!'

In the howling wind, Nangong Jin's white robes fluttered and her black hair danced. She glanced sideways at Qing Yueqiu and suddenly spoke.

"Yueqiu, let's let Brother Pei focus on Crossing the Tribulation. We have our own mission to attend to."

Her gaze was like lightning as she looked toward the Endless Sea, a cold glint seeming to flash in the depths of her eyes.

"The great war in the Endless Sea is about to begin. Neither the Demon Race nor the Chosen Organization will stand by and watch the Human Race produce another Mahayana!"

"The defenders of Lan City might be able to hold off the Demon Race's forces below the Void Refining realm, but the existences above Void Refining... we must be the ones to stop them!"

Hearing this, a blazing battle intent ignited in Qing Yueqiu's eyes.

She slowly raised her hand, and a crystal-clear Spirit Sword materialized in her palm. The blade reflected the tribulation lightning, its cold gleam piercing the eyes.

"Don't worry, Junior Martial Uncle Nangong."

"I will become the sharpest sword before my master!"

'Whoever dares to obstruct Master's Tribulation, I will cut them down!'

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「In the Endless Sea, at the Demon Race Royal Court.」

The Ox Demon Venerable, entrenched in the Sea Abyss, watched as the Armored Ghost's Life Lamp went out. The octopus-like tentacles beneath him began to writhe restlessly, shaking the entire Sea Abyss so violently that gray stones shattered.

"Damn it, damn it all!"

"I told you! Sending a single Void Refining Peak expert to deal with Nangong Jin and that pretty-boy man wasn't enough! But you wouldn't let me send more!"

Hearing the Ox Demon Venerable's roar, another ancient Demon Race being in the Sea Abyss opened its crimson eyes.

This was a young boy with delicate features, dressed in lavish black robes like the noble son of a wealthy merchant. To his left and right, two Fairies who had been turned into puppets fed him Spirit Fruits and Spirit Wine.

This youth was known by the title Wine-Drinking Demon Venerable. He loved to travel the mortal world wearing the skin of a handsome boy, seducing women of noble status into falling in love with him, only to kill them and turn them into puppets to take away.

Over thousands of years, countless imperial princesses and Fairies had died at the hands of the Wine-Drinking Demon Venerable. He had also left behind many terrifying legends in the mortal world about a man-eating pretty boy.

At this moment, the Wine-Drinking Demon Venerable looked up at the towering Ox Demon Venerable and warned,

"Ox Demon! The great war is upon us. Void Refining Level combatants are incredibly precious to our race.

Your previous plan to deliberately use the Holy Grail as bait not only lost us the Holy Grail but also cost our race six Void Refining combatants!

And now, another Void Refining Peak combatant has fallen. We cannot continue to waste our forces!"

The Ox Demon Venerable opened his fanged maw and roared at the Wine-Drinking Demon Venerable, "Wine-Drinking Demon Venerable, are we just going to forget about the lost Holy Grail?"

The Wine-Drinking Demon Venerable narrowed his eyes, his voice chillingly cold.

"After the war in the Endless Sea, the All Gods will return. As the first vassals of the Divine Race, we will become the masters of the entire world. A mere Holy Grail can naturally be retrieved then."

"Ox Demon, I know that you are more interested in avenging that incarnation of yours that was destroyed.

But such personal grudges are trivial compared to our race's meritorious service to the new sovereign. I advise you to set it aside and prepare for the coming war!"