Chapter 857 - 408: Chu Chaoran’s Great Tribulation

Chapter 857: Chapter 408: Chu Chaoran’s Great Tribulation

The strong wind rises, clouds fly high, radiant stars inquire of the heavens.

What year is this evening, after how many tribulations will I see the Jade Emperor?

Ten thousand evils upon the mortal world, the world alternates, and confusion reigns.

"Ten Thousand Evils Tribulation Aspect... Ten Thousand Evils Tribulation Aspect..."

Inside the hall, Mo Rancun’s gray eyebrows were drawn, he couldn’t control himself.

He was not only the Sect Leader of Qi Yun Mountain but also Fifth Mo of the Coffin Lifting Association.

The Coffin Lifting Association is a mysterious organization dedicated to delving into the mysteries of the Nine Techniques; back then, Zhang the Second’s talent expended unknown manpower and resources, yet only managed to create three Talismans of the Ten Thousand Evils Tribulation Aspect.

One was given to Zhang Lingzong, another to Xu the Sixth.

No one expected that the final one, the most crucial, would appear here, at Chu Chaoran’s disciple initiation ceremony.

Rumbling...

Inside Zhenwu Hall, the candle flames flickered, the dense incense disarrayed.

The mysterious talisman floated, its size one zhang, its eight corners radiant, its precious light dazzling, the heavens and earth hesitated.

In an instant, the mysterious talisman dissolved entirely, the residual characters emblazoned the void, transforming into a confused light that wrapped around Chu Chaoran.

The confused light dispersed upon touching Chu Chaoran.

Rumbling...

Nearly at the same time, a terrifying phenomenon erupted from Chu Chaoran’s body, rising to the sky like an endless abyss, merging with the long, dark night.

"Who? Who exactly is it?"

In the distance, a voice seemed to howl in Mo Rancun’s mind, countless possibilities flashed through his thoughts.

He desperately wanted to know who possessed such transcendent means, seeking out the Talisman of the Ten Thousand Evils Tribulation Aspect, daring to flout the world’s norms, and bringing forth Chu Chaoran’s great tribulation on such a day.

Rumbling...

If viewed with Primordial Spirit Observation, the spot where Chu Chaoran stood was a scene of confusion, like the long, dark night.

The endless darkness continued to spread, momentarily enveloping the entire Zhenwu Hall.

All the people were horrified. Among them were experts of the Celestial Master Realm, yet upon immersing into the confusing night, their primordial spirits were as if sealed, like reversed into fetal oblivion, powerless, unable to utilize their skills.

Even with Celestial Master’s Tao Practice, they were like beasts trapped in a cage!!!

"This is the Ten Thousand Evils Tribulation Aspect..." Mo Rancun’s heart shouted wildly.

Objects have roots and ends, events have beginnings and conclusions.

All things collapse until they finish, that is the tribulation.

Heaven and earth, all living beings, come to the mortal world’s red dust, thus enduring tribulations.

Tribulation is the inevitable regulation of natural cycles, the ultimate manifestation of all entropy increase.

It is both the world’s cruelest word and its most wondrous word.

At the juncture of great tribulations, the collapse of heaven and earth, what presents is the projection of the Great Dao’s evil aspects.

War, famine, plague, death, the collapse of civilization, the descent of humanity, the disorder of inheritance, the apocalypse of all techniques...

The endless evil aspects arise from tribulation, harboring all disorder and chaos.

This is one of the Nine Great Supreme Inner Elixir Techniques, the Ten Thousand Evils Tribulation Aspect.

"The greater the karmic position, the greater the tribulation... no wonder back then Zhang the Second risked his life to find this Inner Core Technique." Mo Rancun’s heart sunk nearly to the bottom.

All things, each has its tribulation, different karmic relations, different karmic positions, hence differing tribulations.

Trees endure wind and rain, transforming into rotting mud; mortals endure illness, transforming into skeletons; rivers and marshes endure great drought, transforming into dry pools...

The Ten Thousand Evils Tribulation Aspect, ever-changing.

On ordinary people, this talisman manifests as mere calamity, hardship and difficulty.

But on Chu Chaoran, it is the Pure Yang Great Tribulation, the End of Dharma calamity.

Such calamity spreads widely and affects all living beings; the higher the karmic position, the greater the impact.

Inside the ancient Zhenwu Hall, not a trace of light remained.

Pure Yang faces tribulation, as if heaven lacks sun and moon, earth loses mountains and rivers, all things lie in disorder, all techniques fall into chaos.

"At the exchange of great tribulations, heaven collapses, earth falls, the four seas merge in darkness, gold and jade sink, all Tao ends, Pure Yang no longer garners reliance, Divine Techniques no longer breed fear..."

At this moment, that most bright and magnificent existence in heaven and earth seemed utterly banished, reduced to a particle of dust within chaos.

...

On the path of Zhenwu Mountain, the candlelight shone brightly, casting a bright moonlit road leading to the Golden Summit.

Li Miaoyin’s Primordial Spirit was connected to that thread of intense incense, step by step ascending Zhenwu Mountain, intent on entering under the Pure Yang Sect.

This was a heavenly opportunity envied by many, now watched as it fell into the hands of that heaven’s chosen maiden.

"Your wife really showed off today." Fang Changle couldn’t help but say, following closely behind Zhang Fan.

"Really earned face for your Zhangs." Ge Shuangxiu chuckled lightly.

Zhang Fan’s lips curled slightly but he said nothing, just quietly followed behind Li Miaoyin, witnessing her ascend to the Golden Summit Palace and enter Zhenwu Hall.

Buzz...

Suddenly, on the narrow mountain path, Li Miaoyin paused, the originally intense incense scattered chaotically.

"Hmm!?"

Zhang Fan’s expression slightly changed; focusing his gaze forward, he saw Li Miaoyin’s Primordial Spirit connected to the incense dimming, an unusual ripple almost imperceptibly transmitted via the incense, seeping into Li Miaoyin’s Primordial Spirit unbeknownst.

At this moment, she seemed to encounter tribulation, entering the void and silent realm.

"Why has she stopped? Isn’t she worried about missing the auspicious time stopping halfway?"

"Something’s not right, her Primordial Spirit seems to have encountered an issue."

"Indeed, her presence is fading. Is this the entry examination?"

More and more people noticed Li Miaoyin’s anomaly, the connection between her and the incense weakened as her Primordial Spirit continued to dim.

Zhang Fan’s expression was serious, watching Li Miaoyin, and then raising his head toward the direction of the Golden Summit.

Even with his knowledge, he couldn’t discern the occurring matter, but he sensed this wasn’t merely a test—something at the Golden Summit was causing Li Miaoyin’s Primordial Spirit to be affected and disturbed.