Cultivation: When you take things to the extreme

Chapter 686: Chapter 439: Cataclysm

“This…”

“What’s happening?”

“Taoist Man, you’ve retracted your Divine Power, right!”

“What did you blow up?”

In the live broadcast, the audience was stunned, at a loss for words.

They only saw on the screen the Taoist Man standing tall on the Mana Altar, performing the Gang Fight Step, casting spells and chanting incantations, summoning a sky full of Yang Yun, scaring away ten thousand bolts of thunder.

“Boom!”

Thousands of thunderbolts, ripping through the sky, as if heaven itself was outraged, pounded into the void, and suddenly the emptiness dissipated, revealing a Cave Heaven Blessed Land.

Within the Cave Heaven Blessed Land, were pavilions one after another, palaces and temples each in their place, enshrouded in misty clouds, exuding the air of an Immortal Clan.

Despite this, the tribulation thunder, bolts of heavenly thunder, struck relentlessly, causing the sect’s gate to tremble, layer upon layer of defensive formations to shatter, numerous prohibitions to dissolve, rows of pavilions to catch fire, many palaces to collapse, and countless voices of shock and anger to echo.

“Which demon dares to stealthily harm my Fulong Mountain!?”

A furious roar burst forth, shaking the stones and shocking the sky, as one person leaped into the air, eyes wide with rage, looking outside the Blessed Land to that towering pinnacle of the mountain, the Nine Ceremony High Altar crafted with precision, and at the stern Taoist Man performing ceremonies upon the altar, his eyes filled with shock and rage, and flames of hatred rising high.

Hate, hate, hate, hating this person who ruined his Sect’s great plan, cutting off the lifeline of his Blessed Land!

Since ancient times, Immortal Gods vanished, the Spiritual Energy in the human realm plunged, getting weaker by the day, and numerous Cultivators felt despair, forced to follow the flow, and using the Cave Heaven method to lock in the Heavenly Earth Prime Spirit to prolong their cultivation.

Everyone knew, such a method of cultivation was like quenching thirst with poison. This world’s status is extraordinary, the Heavenly Dao is by no means illusory but a manifestation of reality. Every drink and peck has its predestined fate, the cycle of cause and effect will inevitably have its retribution.

Cultivators seeking the Dao, between following and going against, seizing Heaven and Earth’s Creation, invading the secrets of the sun and moon, already have one layer of tribulations to overcome, and moreover using this Cave Heaven method, taking from the world to enrich oneself, involves an even greater entanglement of cause and effect, inevitably adding to one’s tribulations. The 49 Heaven Tribulations become 99 Heaven Tribulations, and even the Heavenly Punishment Tribulation might occur.

Such practices, such tribulations, aren’t they just quenching thirst with poison?

But such a predicament was not without solutions, there was a slim chance of reversing destiny: virtue!

The merit of Slaughtering Demons, the merit of saving the world!

The night of the Red Moon, Outer Realm Demons!

Initially, the Fulong Sect’s ancestor had calculated well, using the last fifty years to try hard to send his disciples into the world, to slay demons and remove evil, using this merit to mitigate cause and effect, and then smoothly transition to release the Blessed Land into the world.

In this way, within the tribulations came a chance of life, from certain death to a slim chance of survival. And with the various Tribulation Crossing Secrets they had painstakingly collected over the years, as long as they were operated correctly, it wasn’t hopeless to pass this major tribulation.

But now hope had been shattered!

Before the time was up, without full merit, there was a demon meddling, causing the tribulation to come early.

The Sect’s great plan, thus destroyed.

The slim chance of survival, thus severed.

How could one not hate?

“Demon, come meet your death!”

The named Taoist Man roared, driving his Escape Light out of the Blessed Land, heading straight for the Nine Ceremony High Altar.

At this point, hatred was useless.

Mending the pen after the sheep are lost, it wasn’t too late.

Heavenly Dao crushing down, tribulations coming early, it must be related to this man, if he could kill him, destroy that mana altar and its rituals, perhaps there would still be a turning point.

With this thought, that Taoist Man, the Fulong Sect Master, rode the Escape Light and rushed out of the Blessed Land Sect.

However…

“Boom!”

As the Escape Light emerged from the Blessed Land, it was met with a sky full of thunderous tremors, Yang Yun rolling and moving, forming the tribulation of the Cultivator.

Heavenly Tribulation, Heavenly Tribulation!

To follow is to be mundane, to go against is to become an Immortal, seeking Dao and cultivation is to defy the heavens, and there will be tribulations for the test.

This Fulong Sect Master had a Nascent Soul Cultivation Level that had reached the minimal standard for a Heavenly Tribulation, but he always hid in the Blessed Land, postponing his Nascent Soul Tribulation again and again, making the cause and effect heavier, ever increasing.

So much so that now, upon leaving the Blessed Land, the Heavenly Dao felt it, and the tribulation clouds immediately formed.

“These tribulation clouds…”

“Could it be…”

“Sixty Nine Heavenly Tribulation?”

“Or is it the 99 Heaven Tribulations?”

Seeing the tribulation clouds converging, twisting like a vortex plunging into the mechanism of destruction, the audience in the live broadcast were all scared, and the Cultivators were even more horrified.

Heavenly Tribulations have their number, ninety-nine heavy stages.

Ordinary Cultivators, crossing a mere 49 Heaven Tribulations, already find it difficult and fraught with danger, let alone the Sixty Nine Heavenly Tribulations or the ultimate number of 99 Heaven Tribulations.

Aside from those exceptional geniuses with Tao Body Immortal Womb, who could cross such extreme tribulations?

Was the Fulong Sect Master a being of Tao Body Immortal Womb?

Clearly, he was not!

He was just an ordinary Righteous Path Nascent Soul.

As a result…

“Boom!!!”

The Escape Light that had rushed out of the Blessed Land Sect was directly hit by heavenly thunder, causing dazzling light to scatter in all directions, revealing the figure of the Cultivator. He hurriedly gathered his mana, also raising the Spiritual Treasure above him, to block the Heavenly Tribulation.

“Boom!”

However, the 99 Heaven Tribulations were no ordinary challenge, one passed only to be met with eight more. The Wrath of the Heavenly Thunder came crashing down.

“Fulong Seal!”

The Fulong Sect Master’s pupils constricted, regardless of the consequences, he infused his mana without sparing any cost, the Spiritual Treasure above transformed into nine dragon shadows, enveloping his entire being within.

However…

“Boom!!!”

Nine heavy bolts of thunder struck in an instant, and the nine dragon shadows shattered in an instant; there wasn’t even time for a cry before turning to ashes and falling down.

The Fulong Sect Master, a Great Nascent Soul Cultivator—dead!

A grand Nascent Soul Cultivator vanished into ashes, the Fulong Spiritual Treasure not spared either.

Such was the might of the Heavenly Tribulation.

It was just the beginning, the Fulong Sect Master had died, but the tribulation clouds had not dispersed, but intensified instead.

“Boom!”

Countless thunderbolts, heaven-shaking and earth-shattering, exploded into Fulong Mountain’s gate, turning pavilions and palaces into ruins.

“Crash!!!”

Just at that moment, within the Ancestral Master Hall, three rays of light exploded, revealing three coffins, each cast from Mysterious Ice, with the bodies of Cultivators visible inside.

“That’s…”

“The Three Ancestors of Fulong?”

“Fulong Mountain’s Return to Void ancestors?”