I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy Chapter 202 - 202: 157: Nascent Soul Calamity from Heaven2

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With his pure and flawless Sword Soul, Mu Jianxu was immune to the attack of the Soul Loss Bell on his divine soul. Despite that, Feng Wusheng dared not underestimate the second strongest warrior of the Xuandan Sect. He had realized that following this battle, Mu Jianxu would undoubtedly die, so he had to be cautious about this, lest the man would go mad in the face of death.

After all, the Xuandan Sect was destined to be annihilated by the Daqian Immortal Country today. They should proceed cautiously in order not to capsize in gutters.

Feng Wusheng put away the Soul Loss Bell and took out another magic artifact. It was a black whip. With just a gentle shake, the whip let out a powerful ‘snap’ in mid-air, tearing the void asunder.

The Sword Light collided with the whip and retreated, its brilliance fading slightly.

At the sa ti, Feng Wusheng took three steps back, each step shaking the void violently.

The Sword Light charged again unstoppably.

Collision after collision, it resembled a fearless warrior relentlessly charging towards the enemy, knowing that it was no match, but still refusing to give up.

Atop the Azure Dragon Peak, Han Yi withdrew his gaze from the two most intense battlefields below. His pupils constricted, and his heart trembled.

In the sky, the two strongest cultivators of the Blood God Sect and the Heavenly Soul Sect were temporarily blocked by the guardian treasure of the Xuandan Sect and Mu Jianxu’s fearlessness.

But the battle below was utterly one-sided.

Thirteen Golden Core Stage cultivators swept through everything in their path as if they had t no resistance.

Those who resisted, perished!!

That’s right. Including Feng Wusheng and Jiang Yichuan, it wasn’t just eleven cultivators Mo Wen had rembered. It was fifteen.

This scene was beyond redemption.

Han Yi turned around to look at the still fog-covered Xuandan Peak, and the lingering faint hope in his inner heart gradually dispersed.

“Yuan Shun? Do you have any last-ditch effort?”

During the Foundation Establishnt stage, he never forgot Yuan Shun’s last words when he left, saying there would be a way for the Xuandan Sect to survive.

Han Yi did not know what this way was.

However, during this period, Xuandan Peak remained shrouded in fog, Yuan Shun never reappeared. Rationally, Han Yi knew there was no hope, but how could he not wish for Yuan Shun’s return, to tell everyone that he had the power to turn the tide and save the Xuandan Sect from the brink of death?

Han Yi turned back and disappeared into the sky, hurtling down. In mid-air, there were too many powerful opponents on the other side. All cultivators in the Foundation Establishnt stage were like targets. Only when they landed on the ground and entered the Xuandan Mountain Range, relying on the terrain and heading elsewhere, would there be a slim chance of survival.

There were others with the sa idea as Han Yi.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless and beyond redemption, many Foundation Establishnt stage cultivators fled towards the back of the mountains. At the sa ti, Qi Cultivation disciples from both the Inner and Outer Peaks scattered, leaving countless dead and injured.

In an instant, the Xuandan Sect plunged into chaos.

Boom.

High up in the sky.

An enormous Sword Light suddenly exploded, turning into dazzling fragnts that fell like a teor shower.

A figure erged amidst the falling stars, his eyes filled with regret and reluctance as he slowly dissipated into nothingness.

Xuandan Sect’s Dan Sword Skill, Mu Jianxu, fell.

Before him, the Heavenly Soul Sect’s master, Feng Wusheng, had already broken his whip in two. The broken whip fell onto an Outer Peak, causing a huge shockwave, akin to a teorite falling from the sky. Then, the entire Immortal Peak sank by several ters until it ca to a halt.

This scene made Han Yi’s hair stand on end and his eyes twitch as he fled towards the mountains.

Just one broken magic treasure was enough to collapse an Immortal Peak. This demonstrated the power of Master Golden Core. This showed the power of the magic treasure. For Han Yi, this was a sign of the power of immortals.

Han Yi did not linger any longer and hid himself in the woods.

Suddenly, at this mont,

The thick cloud sea overhead disappeared instantaneously, as if sothing horrifying and imnse had descended from the sky.

A heavy feeling enveloped the hearts of all cultivators within a ten-mile radius. It felt as if a great disaster was about to befall them.

The figure of Han Yi, who had just hidden in the woods, halted abruptly. With a dramatic change in his expression, he raised his head and saw the clouds had dispersed high in the sky, as if the space was about to crack.

Sothing was approaching, and the hair on I lan Yi’s back stood on end.

Then,

Boom!

A bolt of lightning slashed down from the void, directly disintegrating a Foundation Establishnt stage cultivator of the Blood God Sect.

No.

This was not ordinary lightning.

Neither in terms of power nor appearance, did it resemble normal lightning.

One term imdiately ca into everyone’s minds up in the sky.

Heavenly Tribulation.

This was a disaster bestowed by the heavenly path.

Just like the five tribulations during the Foundation Establishnt stage, when cultivators advanced to the Golden Core or the Nascent Soul stages, they too faced tribulations.

However, advancing from the Foundation Establishnt stage to the Golden Core stage did not involve heavenly tribulations.

Only when breaking through to the Nascent Soul realm would one summon the heavenly tribulations.

The Nascent Soul realm marked the status of True Monarchs. Transitioning from ‘True Man’ to ‘True Monarch’, one would snatch the essence of Heaven and Earth and would be punished by the heavenly path.

This was the origin of the Heavenly Tribulation.

At this mont,

From the cipher-still fog covering the Xuandan Peak, a figure broke through the fog and stepped into the sky. The Heavenly Tribulation that had killed the Blood God Sect’s cultivator struck the figure, knocking him dozens of ters back.

However, without any hesitation, the figure shot back into the sky.

As he erged,

Boom!!

The second Heavenly Tribulation thundered down upon him.

Then, the third one, the fourth…

Too fast, it was all too fast.

From the dispersal of the cloud sea to the thunderous tribulations falling, and the figure erging from Xuandan Peak, Han Yi could only see the figure being struck down, then charging back into the Heavenly Tribulations as he turned around..