That’s the power ant to obliterate the Tribulation Transcender!
But if this power is absorbed and utilized by the Tribulation Transcender, its limit far exceeds that of ordinary killing moves.
Regarding this, the ancestor had long been prepared.
And Zhou Fuqiu has additional thods of assistance, determined to turn the Thunder Tribulation into his own use.
His body shook, strands of black airflow erged from him, with turbulent Ming Shui flowing among them.
The Qi Sea Floating Heaven Technique reappears, forming another black sky curtain with him as the center.
It complents the heavy thunderclouds, reflecting each other.
As the thundercloud revealed the form of Thunder Beast resembling a turtle, Zhou Fuqiu shouted loudly.
"Co on!"
The Transford Thunder Turtle moved its four feet and roared towards Zhou Fuqiu, facing the forest-like sky curtain ford by the Qi Sea Floating Heaven without dodging, directly entering it.
Wherever it went, this representative killing move of Zhou Fuqiu began to retreat, seemingly completely unable to resist.
At this mont!
Zhou Fuqiu opened his mouth and spat out, a bead spinning and flying out.
The treasure glimred brilliantly as the young man pointed with a finger.
"Stop!"
A terrifying force of suppression poured out, even causing the Thunder Turtle ford by the Heavenly Tribulation to pause montarily.
Zhou Fuqiu was waiting for this instant opportunity!
Only to see him forming a seal gesture with both hands, from the boundless Sea of Qi, pure Ming Shui transford into flood dragons, pouncing on the Thunder Turtle, wrapping around its four feet, torso, and even head like chains.
A vast amount of airflow surged, full of spirituality, drilling into the Thunder Turtle’s body entirely composed of lightning.
The Thunder Turtle raged, wanting to break free and advance, yet inside its body, the airflow disintegrated it, while the Ming Water Flood Dragons bound it externally, Zhou Fuqiu continuously stimulated the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl, making it difficult to make any progress.
It even began to disassemble, transforming into the most primitive, pure Thunder Tribulation power.
"As long as this Thunder Tribulation power is rged into the Qi Sea Floating Heaven, this killing move will truly possess the embryonic form of a Divine Power!"
"The ancestor’s design will be perfected by !"
"From this Nascent Soul Realm, I will possess a world-shocking thod with my heart as the heart of heaven, driving thunder and leading lightning!"
Zhou Fuqiu gritted his teeth, paying no heed to the wear of Qi Power, persistently disintegrating and absorbing the Transford Thunder Turtle’s power.
Overcast clouds rolled wildly, seemingly in anger, yet after three rounds of Heavenly Tribulation, it was powerless, only able to watch the Transford Thunder Turtle gradually vanish.
"Gather!"
A soft exclamation was heard as the arc-filled airflow returned to Zhou Fuqiu’s body.
He looked up, the overcast clouds gradually dissipating, replaced by spiritual raindrops pouring like heavy rain.
From the ground, Golden Lotuses ford of Spirit Qi broke through the earth, converging towards Zhou Fuqiu.
Earth-sprung Golden Lotus, Heavenly Dipper pours down!
Zhou Fuqiu smiled slightly and ford a Dao Seal Technique.
The Golden Core within him suddenly shattered.
He groaned, and from the Golden Core erged a small figure.
This small figure, initially only the size of a thumb, began to grow after consuming the Golden Core.
Feeling the food insufficient, the small figure flashed out from Zhou Fuqiu’s body, looking at the Outer World with great joy.
Those spiritual raindrops, Spiritual Golden Lotus, all are the best food.
The small figure flew to a Golden Lotus and sat cross-legged, allowing the vast amount of spiritual raindrops to fall upon it.
A sense of joy and pleasure arose spontaneously, and a sense of seemingly returning to the mother’s body floated hazily.
In this haze, the Nascent Soul small figure seed to recall sothing.
Reaching out a hand, a stream of light flew out from the storage ring on the physical body, and it consud it in one sip.
It was the Fourth-order Illusion Core obtained from previously slaying the Fourth-Tier Flood Dragon Illusion Beast, containing a trace of Spirit chanism.
Nascent Soul Formation is the most dangerous ti, for externally there is the threat of Heavenly Tribulation, while internally there is the simultaneous pressure of condensing Essence, Qi, Spirit, the three treasures.
But what the world does not know is, at the ti of Nascent Soul Formation, it’s also the closest a cultivator will ever be to the heavens in their lifeti.
After transcending the Thunder Tribulation, the heavens temporarily have no barrier, and because the Purple Mansion Barrier has not yet ford, at this mont the Nascent Soul is almost completely integrated with the heavens and earth.
Back then, Luo Chen experienced a similar sensation, but he understood the phenonon without comprehending the reasoning, subconsciously missing it.
Even if Luo Chen realized this point, there would have been nothing he could do, because he was still missing one thing.
Spirit chanism!
But Zhou Fuqiu, just happened to have Spirit chanism at hand.
Although not much, only a strand.
But it was already enough!
As the Illusion Core entered the body, the Nascent Soul small figure slowly closed its eyes, letting itself be wrapped by this heaven and earth.
Vaguely, it sensed the operating laws of the world, woven and sketched by lines of law. Above the law, there are the rules of The Great Dao Path governing all.
The rules of The Great Dao Path were too colossal, like heavy hamrs, difficult for a child to lift, but the laws like balls of thread, seemingly a child laughing can pull out a strand.
"Where to pull from?"
Countless threads crisscrossed, finding no end, leaving no place to start.
Ti flowed without notice...
Suddenly!
The Nascent Soul small figure abruptly opened its eyes, glaring intensely, even sowhat fearfully at its physical body.
There lay a clear, even complete strand of thread!
Did Zhou Fuqiu actually possess such a treasure without knowing?
...
At the center of Mirage Dragon Cave Heaven.
On a vast plain, dozens of figures each sat cross-legged at mystical positions.
Underneath them, there are crisscrossing lines of light patterns.
From a bird’s-eye view from above, it is indeed a chessboard pattern.
And these individuals each occupied a node on the chessboard, each controlling approximately one-tenth of the chessboard’s area.
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