The Supre Elder of the Tyrant Blade Sect, Feng Congwang, resolutely triggered the Great Dao Thunder Tribulation.
He wasn't a destined child of the Dao, having never slain a Dao Calamity, and had comprehended only the "Path of the Blade," so his Great Dao Thunder Tribulation too consisted of just one.
Above the Nine Heavens, dark clouds gathered densely, the Sea of Thunder roared, and the essence of the Dao perated everything like a blanket covering the sky.
The Great Dao Thunder Tribulation took form with a thunderous boom, a bolt of lightning like a robust Purple Dragon viciously struck down.
Feng Congwang's soul shook as he felt an imnse pressure bearing down on him, his heart instantly leapt to his throat as he bellowed, "Please, Fairy, aid !"
"Don't be nervous!" Fairy Shen Yin, well-accustod to such scenes, extended her delicate little hand with a pat, and in an instant, neutralized most of the tribulation, allowing only a small portion to strike down.
Feng Congwang let out a fierce shout and drew his lifebound Dao Device, unleashing his strongest Supre Blade Technique, "Tyrant Blade"!
Schlick!
A formidable blade light swept across, instantly shattering the descending thunder.
As the Thunder Tribulation dissipated, the imbued Dao essence violently flooded into Feng Congwang's body, impacting the Three Thousand Blade Dao Techniques he had comprehended. In a flash, an Immortal Dao Principle was condensed, an aura of the Immortals, an aura belonging to a Tribulation Immortal, burst forth from Feng Congwang, exerting pressure in all directions, shocking the observing Mahayana cultivators standing behind. They were even more ecstatic than Feng Congwang himself, "Immortal's aura, this is an immortal's aura! Brother Feng, you've achieved Tribulation Immortal status, you've beco a Tribulation Immortal!"
"Hahaha! I, Feng Congwang, have finally achieved Tribulation Immortal status!" Feng Congwang expressed the Immortal Dao Principle that had been refined within him, feeling its emanating Immortal aura and trendous power, his spirits soaring, and shouted to Fairy Shen Yin, "Fairy, please aid again to transcend the tribulation, for I want to continue and face another Thunder Tribulation!"
"Mm, go ahead and transcend, I've got you covered, no worries!" Fairy Shen Yin patted her chest like a little adult.
"Good, much obliged, Fairy!" With Fairy Shen Yin's assurance, Feng Congwang's spirit was instantly invigorated, and he once again provoked the Thunder Tribulation.
Twice, thrice, four tis, five tis, he continuously transcended six tis.
Seeing Feng Congwang beco a Six Tribulations Immortal in one go caused everyone nearby to breathe heavily, their bodies trembling with excitent.
Feng Congwang was their "hope," and watching him achieve the status of a Six Tribulations Immortal was like seeing themselves achieve it.
Realizing Feng Congwang was struggling sowhat, Yang Ji directly threw out a mid-grade Immortal Artifact, the Shentu Blade, "This blade is a mid-grade Immortal Artifact with great power that can help you overco the Thunder Tribulation. Take it!"
The Artifact Spirit within the Shentu Blade had by now been tempered by the Qi of Supre Evil and was entirely obedient to Yang Ji, devout in the manner of an evil follower.
"Many thanks, Sect Master!" With renewed confidence, Feng Congwang knew that even tens of thousands of years of accumulation could not match the foundation that a mid-grade Immortal Artifact represented. With the war blade in hand, his ambitions soared.
The seventh instance of Thunder Tribulation crashed down, and with the Shentu Blade in his grasp, he executed the Supre Blade Technique "Tyrant Blade," causing heaven and earth to change color with its boundless power, easily cleaving apart the seventh Thunder Tribulation.
Upon witnessing this, Feng Congwang burst into hearty laughter, "Bring it on!"
Boom!
The eighth Thunder Tribulation descended with a resounding crash, more powerful than all the previous tribulations combined.
Yet with the Immortal Artifact in his grasp, Feng Congwang showed no fear. Wielding his blade, he struck continuously, successfully transcending at the cost of only light injuries.
Without hesitation, he resolutely triggered the ninth Thunder Tribulation.
The ninth Thunder Tribulation was even more terrifying, several tis more fierce than the eighth.
Lightning blanketed the sky and hamred down, subrging Feng Congwang in an instant.
Feng Congwang let out a determined cry, persistently brandishing the Shentu Blade, sending out waves of blade lights that instantly ford a protective barrier, blocking the Thunder Tribulation.
However, the ninth Thunder Tribulation was extraordinary. Although his blade lights were dense, there were still gaps.
The lightning penetrated, bombarding his body and causing his flesh to rip apart gruesoly, revealing stark white bones.
Blood spurted out, mixing with the lightning, painting a sorrowful hue.
Though Feng Congwang wasn't a top-tier genius, he was still talented. To reach the pinnacle of Mahayana within the Tyrant Blade Sect, he naturally had extraordinary perseverance and resilience beyond ordinary n.
Even as he was covered in wounds, he barely whined in pain but instead, his eyes kindled with excitent.
Because he knew that a Thunder Tribulation of such intensity, though it could grievously injure him, was entirely within his capacity to endure.
And indeed, ten breaths, fifteen breaths, twenty-five breaths, thirty-five breaths, forty-five breaths, sixty breaths passed.
The Thunder Tribulation dissipated, and a vast Dao essence surged into his body, forging yet another True Immortal Law for him.
"Nine Tribulations Immortal, I have finally beco a Nine Tribulations Immortal!" Feng Congwang was exhilarated beyond asure, spirited and vibrant, his tattered robes fluttering without wind, completely disregarding the bloody stains, as he laughed heartily.
"Alright, you've now achieved Nine Tribulations Immortal status, so we go on to the next one!" Fairy Shen Yin spoke.
"Fairy, hold on a mont!" Feng Congwang called out to Fairy Shen Yin, took a deep breath, and with a flash of Spiritual Light in his palm, a "Great Restoration Pill" appeared and he swallowed it without hesitation.
In the blink of an eye, his wounds recovered as if new.
He held the Shentu Blade and slowly lifted his head to gaze at the Sky Firmant.
Fairy Shen Yin paused, seemingly guessing sothing, "Are you planning to transcend the tenth Thunder Tribulation?"
"Brother Feng, are you planning to transcend the tenth Thunder Tribulation?" a Mahayana cultivator watching from the side couldn't help but be jolted.
Lang Canghai's pupils contracted, visibly moved beyond words, "Old Feng, are you truly planning to transcend the tenth Thunder Tribulation?"
Feng Congwang took a deep breath and slowly said, "I've accumulated so much over so many years, with a total of fifteen 'Great Restoration Pills' on , a mont I've dread of waiting for. Now with Fairy Shen Yin's aid and the mid-grade Immortal Artifact bestowed by the Sect Master, this opportunity is rare, and I wish to give it my all."
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