At the top of the cave, a massive hole was blasted open, with rock, soil, and meaty walls all making a grand entrance. Where the thunder of the heavenly tribulation spread, the healing of flesh slowed down significantly.
Suddenly, the atmosphere fell silent.
Outside the bl**d Refining Hall, the old man Tan Zhuyin, a male Daoist nun, and the remaining cultists were frozen in their tracks as the heavenly tribulation loomed closer.
The power of the heavenly tribulation, wielded like a divine justice, was one of the most lethal paths among many.
This path was controlled by the Emperor Jing Qian of Da Yu, and at the moment they sensed the tribulation, they subconsciously thought it was the arrival of the Master of Mystical Saints from the seventh realm.
“Ying Bing.” Tan Zhuyin’s face revealed astonishment.
“Really wanting to use her identity to sneak into the Qianlong Conference,” the male Daoist nun murmured to herself.
No one expected that the one riding the heavenly tribulation would be her, but it seemed like no problem at all; with her icy skin and jade-like bones, and those crimson lips pressed together, it was clear the heavens had a soft spot for her, even willing to let her act as their agent for judgment.
The Divine Sword of the Celestials in her hand began to emit an excited soft hum.
Her phoenix-like eyes were bright and full of spirit, exuding a regal demeanor, and there seemed to be a hint of… little tyranny?
Not a soul dared to look her in the eye.
“Ke Mo, these people don’t look like the good guys,” Ying Bing said, her expression flat and her voice icy.
Ke Mo coughed lightly, nodding with a hint of nervousness, “Yeah, otherwise I would’ve come to find you already.”
“They won’t let you out?”
Ying Bing furrowed her brows: “That’s definitely pretty bad.”
“There’s one at the fifth realm.”
“No worries, this outside scene doesn’t look like it was cultivated by them, they can’t stop me.”
Ying Bing’s beautiful face was calm, her heavenly power radiating as she scanned the surroundings.
The cult members of the Huanmo Sect all lowered their heads.
Ke Mo instinctively reached to take her hand but was met with electric tingles coursing through his body, feeling a bit like Aunt Mambo’s electric therapy.
Did Ice Chunk practice some new martial arts?
This heavenly tribulation seemed to hold the miraculous effect of purging impurities and refining the body…
The Hammer Treasure also sensed his call and flew back into his hands from the big hole.
“Well, we’re in luck, we ran into weak opponents here, and you came just in time…”
Ying Bing flared her eyelashes lightly: “Next time, don’t run off alone.”
“??”
The outside elder wanted to ask a single question.
If this isn’t my outside scene, is that not fifth realm anymore?
Am I even part of the fifth realm? No… am I even human?
You two at the third realm, how dare you talk back?!
He realized by now, the heavenly tribulation had nothing to do with the seventh realm; in fact, if Lord Qian were here, the bl**d Refining Hall’s people wouldn’t even be standing here right now.
“What are you still standing there for? Got addicted to dog food? Get moving!”
With a booming shout, everyone finally snapped out of their daze.
They hastily grabbed their weapons; some blocked the exit, while others surrounded Ke Mo and Ying Bing.
As for the elder outside, no need to elaborate.
The male Daoist nun Gu Liuhen was just as excited, he’d tried to disguise himself with yin and yang aura, but couldn’t draw out Ying Bing’s exquisite visage; the other beauties from the Hundred Flowers List and the He Huan Sect had all turned into common mists in his heart at this moment.
Just the thought of taking her place to attend the Qianlong Conference with the identity of the Cold Fairy made him quiver with excitement.
Beauty to a certain extent could elicit universal agreement.
“Ke Mo, do you know how I spent that half month? Do you know?!”
“I’ll take you down!”
Tan Zhuyin’s expression was fierce, as the embers of a malevolent dragon appeared behind him.
He had long wanted to personally deal with Ke Mo.
He had even messaged Black Earth Immortal, hoping to enlist the omnipotent immortal’s help to find Ke Mo’s whereabouts.
Unfortunately, Black Earth Immortal was rather aloof and never replied.
“Ke Mo, I’m about to trigger the third heavenly tribulation.”
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Together, Ying Bing and her Consciousness Soul had already intertwined, able to sense each other’s emotions.
“Alright!”
Li Mo responded, tightening his grip around the Hammer Treasure.
Booming sounds echoed—
The heavenly tribulation stacked upon itself, with mixed gold and silver lightning flashing, all three layers rolled down simultaneously.
Ying Bing wielded her sword, its blade pointed toward the heavens, channeling the lightning.
The Sword of Divine Celestial Hearts embodied the essence of taking on divine duties; although modified through Ying Bing’s insight, the purpose remained unchanged.
The terrifying layers of lightning crashed down, each wave swirling mightily, and with the Divine Sword of the Celestials in Ying Bing’s hand as a conductor, it surged downward.
The sword light resembled thousands of flowers blooming in the spring wind, beautifully stunning, the lightning like dragons and snakes carving through the vast skies.
This divine sword, leveraging the force of the heavenly tribulation, finally showcased its true might!
In an instant, the cavern was filled with silver and gold, bright as day.
“You are the lightning, you are the light, you are the one and only…”
Little Li quickly shook himself back to reality; how could he zone out at a time like this?
Well, Ice Chunk was just too outrageous, not his fault…
Boom—
Gu Wuhen, who was first in line, turned pale; his body felt it could dodge, but ultimately could not match the speed of the sword light, which pierced through the balance of yin and yang, throwing the forces of clarity and muddiness into disarray.
But that sword wasn’t aimed at him.
It was directed at the elder outside.
As a fifth realm expert, the elder’s form was shattered by Li Mo, melding into his own exterior.
Roar—
Suddenly, a fierce roar filled the air, laden with immense resentment, chilling everyone to the bone. bl**d rained down in the cave, and each drop eroded flesh and sank the consciousness soul.
The bl**d rain splattered everywhere; when it met the lightning, it steamed into billowing black smoke.
Lightning was the bane of evil forces, but ultimately, one could not ignore the disparity in realms.
The electric glow began to fade, as if to be worn down by the bl**d rain.
Suddenly…
Boom—thunder again reverberated in the heavens.
At this point, the clouds had obscured their original color, swirling into a vortex of golden lightning, incubating an increasingly terrifying destructive aura.
“Ice Chunk wants to trigger the fourth heavenly tribulation?”
Li Mo instantly grasped her intent.
Even though her physique was top-notch, that only applied to the third realm. He had just barely seen on her face that there was no expression, yet her lips were pressed tightly together.
The third layer was nearly her limit.
She didn’t even know if she could handle the fourth heavenly tribulation…
No time to think, he retracted the Hammer Treasure, channeled all his energy into his Nine and Eight Mystical Arts, and his form flickered.
Pop—
Just a second before the lightning tribulation was unleashed, he grasped Ice Chunk’s delicate hand.
Ying Bing paused, her bright eyes slightly lowering.
“Ice Chunk, can we not do things so abruptly next time?”
“I know you know me.”
Ying Bing’s face was cold, but her body and heart felt tingly. Perhaps it was merely a prelude to the overwhelming fourth heavenly tribulation—before it fell, the feeling already felt electrifying?
“?”
The outside elder, having lost his form, was now one with his exterior.
If he had a head, a question mark would definitely pop up.
What the heck is going on here! You two are waging a battle across realms?!
Can we be a bit more serious, a bit more dignified here?!
