Chapter 472 - 471: What Kind Of Monster Was This?!

Chapter 472: Chapter 471: What Kind Of Monster Was This?!

Chapter 471: What Kind Of Monster Was This?!

At this moment, the gazes secretly observing the royal capital froze one after another.

"An—an immortal tribulation? What’s going on? Did some hidden Tribulation Transcendence realm ancestor of the Immortal Nation make a move?"

"Has there ever even been a Tribulation Transcendence realm ancestor in the Immortal Nation’s history? Don’t tell me the former Immortal Nation emperor gave up the path of ascension and went into hiding instead?"

"Who would do something that stupid? Though the center of the immortal tribulation..."

What had been a relatively calm exchange of divine awareness instantly turned chaotic.

Somewhere, a white-haired little girl lounged in an extremely laid-back posture atop a massive compass. She lazily lifted her eyelids, revealing eyes that seemed to contain the stars themselves.

Rolling over, the corners of her mouth curled slightly.

Earlier, there hadn’t been this many participants in the divine awareness exchange. But once the immortal tribulation appeared, all kinds of monsters and freaks came crawling out.

Divine awareness communication was the ability of Divine Transformation cultivators, which meant that the number of Divine Transformation experts paying attention to the battle in the royal capital was astonishingly large.

Among them were those friendly with the Immortal Nation, those just watching the spectacle, and those who had long coveted the Immortal Nation.

Yet in this Netherkin chaos, they were all tacit spectators.

"Tsk tsk—six Divine Transformation cultivators from the six lineages of Yin Province, the Sect Master of the Sword Sect, me—the Tower Master of the Heavenly Divination Tower—and people from Yang Province, Yi Province, Wilderness Province... the surrounding provinces experts are pretty much all here. It matches with what I had seen."

While the crowd was still reeling from the immortal tribulation, Yue Xuanji smiled, she spread open her small hand and looked at the Star–Moon Jade chain wrapped around it, a glint of cleverness flashing in her gaze.

The next moment, she formed a hand seal.

The divine awareness chatter around her gradually faded away, as though she had switched to a different channel.

"Hiss—just which reckless bastard dragged in an immortal tribulation? I’ve secluded myself for a thousand years, finally washed away a trace of tribulation aura so I could spare a sliver of attention to come here... damn it, I shouldn’t have been greedy for that so-called half-step foundation to ascension!"

"Bad luck! Heaven has locked onto me!"

"This pisses me off, this trip alone will shave at least a thousand years off my lifespan. If I find out who brought in the immortal tribulation—"

The voices cut off.

Yue Xuanji let out a mocking smile, then produced a small, delicate dressing mirror.

The mirror reflected the scene of the royal capital, but around its edges were several distorted shadows.

As the pale lightning descended from the heavens and illuminated the capital in a single instant, those warped shadows vanished one by one.

"Trying to steal a chicken, only to lose the rice."

Sticking out her tongue, Yue Xuanji sat up from the compass. As if she had activated some kind of technique, a faint red mist began to rise from her body.

"Stupid fox, stupid fox—come out and watch your precious young master show off in public!"

As soon as she finished speaking, two adorable little fox ears popped up on her head, and a fox tail extended behind her.

One of her starry eyes gradually changed, turning into a demon eye that seemed to hold starlit flames.

Immediately after, she lightly tugged at the air with her small hand—as if pulling open a curtain.

With that single pull, the image of the royal capital reflected in the dressing mirror changed.

The pale lightning gradually dimmed, revealing the scene of the capital.

Yet the pillar of light that had once pierced heaven and earth now looked like a tree trunk snapped by some terrifying force, only its lower half remaining. The broken edge was jagged and shattered, forming a strange spectacle of suspended light and shadow.

In the distance from the pillar, a gigantic roc—half the size of the royal capital—slowly took shape... and in the process, its body was subtly shrinking. Before long, it would likely be only a quarter the size of the capital.

The roc’s dull, gray-white bestial pupils gradually turned crimson-gold, a hint of lingering fear flashing through them before being quickly shrouded once more by a layer of sinister mist, making them impossible to see clearly again.

On the other side, at the shattered break of the light pillar, a figure wrapped entirely in pale lightning slowly stepped out.

He took a total of three steps.

With every step he took, a stair automatically manifested beneath his feet, supporting his stride.

With every step forward, his aura became a hundred times more terrifying than before. After three steps, even the oppressive immortal tribulation clouds in the sky trembled, forming vast whirlpools.

Then, he stopped.

A wisp of breathtakingly beautiful flame bloomed in his hand. With a casual wave, the firelight flared behind him, spreading like an enormous, resplendent cloak.

Lightning as armor, flame as robe.

Like an ancient god or demon descending upon the world.

Within the royal capital, Ling Shuangxue—who had just sheathed her sword with effortless elegance—lifted her gaze toward him, her eyes shimmering.

Inside the pillar of light, the Empress, having recovered slightly, stared at that god-and-demon-like back. The consciousnesses of her three Alter Ego fell into an uncanny, simultaneous silence.

In the courtyard of the Demon Artifact Pavilion, Bai Xiaoyao dragged along Lu Yuliu—who was still rubbing her head—flying out of a spatial rift. The two nearly Golden Core realm girls immediately lost their composure upon seeing the scene before them, crashed to the ground, and rolled several times.

"What are you doing?! If you want to fall, fine, but why drag me with you—eh? That person—"

"Don’t look! You shameless little cat!"

"Hey! Don’t cover my eyes—if you won’t let me look, I’ll look even harder—"

At this moment, all gazes converged on the silhouette suspended in the sky.

...

Luo Wusheng really wasn’t trying to show off.

He was currently in an extremely mysterious state.

The instant the immortal tribulation descended, the great roc decisively abandoned its attack and chose to flee.

Despite its enormous size, no one had ever underestimated a roc’s speed. Even with an immortal tribulation being suddenly triggered, it still managed to evade nearly seventy percent of the tribulation’s might, retreating far away.

As for the remaining seventy percent, Luo Wusheng took it all head-on.

There was no helping it. He was just reckless like that.

Even so, when he saw the spirit roc evade the immortal tribulation, he couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.

If things had gone according to his original plan, triggering a single immortal tribulation would have meant certain death for him. The idea of dragging that Netherking down with him had been nothing but a fantasy.

And even now—bearing the immortal soul, and with his little fox’s tribulation-devouring ability granting him lightning resistance—seventy percent of an immortal tribulation’s power had still nearly killed him.

The modified Buddhist Golden Body and Nether Uprising Hemal Sanguine Technique ran automatically, repairing the damage to his physical body. His sea of consciousness, forcibly elevated to the Divine Transformation realm by special means, vibrated violently, teetering on the brink of collapse. At the same time, pain like an endless cycle of being pulverized into dust ravaged his nerves.

Yet within Luo Wusheng’s body, another power was steadily awakening.

It was the strength refined and transformed from the Ancient Phoenix Essence.

There was phoenix flame—and there was also the power of nirvana rebirth.

Perhaps his current condition could be classified as a state akin to death?

At this moment, a new change occurred within his dantian. ℴ

He knew exactly what it meant.

He was advancing to the Nascent Soul realm.

’Damn it—aren’t you supposed to advance only after surviving the tribulation?! Don’t rush! I haven’t even used the immortal tribulation to grind that mangy bird to death yet—wait—’

His consciousness, already weakened by the immortal tribulation, had no power to resist. In an instant, it was pulled into the mist within his dantian.

Yet even in this state, his body did not stop moving.

A second later, the immortal tribulation around him seemed to bend to his will, condensing over his body into a suit of battle armor.

And then came the scene from moments earlier—wielding flame to form a robe.

Above the heavens, pale lightning churned violently, preparing the next bolt of immortal tribulation.

At that moment, Luo Wusheng moved.

With eyes closed, he gently extended his palm. Threads upon threads of immortal tribulation lightning and phoenix flame peeled away from his body, forming countless swords of thunder and fire in midair.

In the shadows, the well-traveled Divine Transformation experts nearly had their eyes fall out of their sockets.

Suppressing an immortal tribulation and using it at will—what kind of monster was this?!

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Cultivation Realm:

1, Qi Refining

2, Foundation Establishment

3, Golden Core

4, Nascent Soul

5, Divine Transformation (Formerly Known as Tribulation Crossing)

6, Tribulation Transcendence

7, Land Immortal

Note: Link to the character Illustration:

https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1lkIcPnCxeyuyZA4Kkb621dPC05UvWjhD