Chapter 637 - 622: Purple Thundercloud, 99 Thunder Tribulation

Endless currents of air surged wildly, forming a massive vortex with Shen Lang at its center.

Countless motes of light filled the sky, swarming toward him as if drawn by an irresistible force. The Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy began to gather here ceaselessly.

At that moment, the giant, phantom-like figure resembled a Demon God, looking down upon the world. With every gesture, it unleashed an irresistible pressure.

This terrifying pressure instantly radiated outward, blanketing an area of two hundred li and enveloping the entire Imperial Capital and Cangxia Mountain!

Eternal and indelible, a vast figure stood between heaven and earth;

A single peak rose in splendor, as mountains rushed toward it like waves!

The surging, boundless momentum climbed higher and higher. Even the clouds in the sky were scoured by that tyrannical force, breaking into countless fine white specks that scattered away.

A pressure as terrifying as a mountain range shocked the heavens and suppressed the land, locking down the two-hundred-li area.

Within the Imperial Capital, Martial Artists below the King Martial Realm felt as if a great mountain was pressing down on their heads, growing heavier and heavier!

It made it hard for them to breathe; they felt so awful they wanted to vomit blood!

The people on Cangxia Mountain were faring no better than those in the Imperial Capital.

Martial Artists at the Xuanwu Realm and above were slightly better off. Although they felt some discomfort, they could still barely withstand it.

But the Martial Artists below the Xuanwu Realm all felt that terrifying pressure, which seemed to emanate from heaven and earth itself.

Each one of them gasped for breath, desperately circulating their Spiritual Power to resist the tyrannical pressure.

An unimaginable terror rose in the hearts of these Spirit Martial Realm Martial Artists, and a look of horror appeared on everyone’s faces!

"How can he be... this powerful? He’s only just begun to condense his Nascent Soul. How is his aura already this terrifying?"

Just then, beside the small house, Xue Shiyin waved a delicate hand. A ray of Divine Radiance spread out in all directions, instantly filling the two-hundred-li area.

Once the entire region was enveloped by this Divine Radiance, the pressure that had made everyone’s hearts tremble vanished without a trace in an instant!

It was as if it had all been a figment of their imagination...

Everyone let out a huge sigh of relief.

"This is impossible, how can this be? When an ordinary Xuanwu Realm Ninth Heaven Martial Artist breaks through to the King Martial Realm, their pressure covers an area of fifty li at most. How can the pressure from his Nascent Soul possibly cover more than two hundred li?"

In the stands, Dugu Zhange wore a look of utter disbelief.

It was a simple matter for a King Martial Realm powerhouse’s Divine Thought to cover a hundred-li range. But while condensing a Nascent Soul, no matter how powerful one was, very few could produce a pressure that broke the one-hundred-li barrier.

When most Martial Artists broke through to the King Martial Realm, the range of their pressure fluctuated between fifty and seventy li.

Those who could reach seventy li were basically all genius disciples from Major Sects.

Whether in the Snow Domain or the Piaomiao Domain, for even one or two people to reach seventy li was already a matter of great pride.

But the pressure Shen Lang was now releasing while condensing his Nascent Soul had actually reached over two hundred li!

His pressure completely enveloped the entire two-hundred-plus-li area!

Even though Cangxia Mountain was over a hundred li away, the people there felt as if Shen Lang was cultivating right in front of them!

The terrifying pressure they endured was hardly any less than what people in the Imperial Capital felt!

Dugu Zhange found it hard to believe, but the Third Prince next to him felt even worse!

The Third Prince’s eyes were red, a flash of madness flickering within them before vanishing!

’Why... Why is this happening? I sold my soul and only managed to raise my cultivation to the King Martial Realm with Candle Dragon’s guidance and the help of Elemental Power Fragments. Why, after just over a year, is he breaking through to the King Martial Realm so easily?!’

’And his pressure actually covers over two hundred li! How is that possible?’

’I, Xu Daolin, am supremely clever, with a fiendish intellect, yet before him, I’m like a three-year-old child... Can the gap between us really be this great? I won’t accept it! I won’t accept it!’

The Third Prince roared incessantly in his heart. On the surface, he appeared calm and steady, but inside, he was like a madman.

An unbearable impulse swept through his body as the hidden, suppressed hatred in the Third Prince’s heart completely erupted.

At this moment, he even wanted to recklessly order his experts to attack and ruin Shen Lang’s breakthrough to the King Martial Realm!

However, the moment he saw Xue Shiyin standing guard beside Shen Lang...

As if a bucket of ice water had been poured over him from head to toe, the Third Prince shivered violently and quickly suppressed the thought.

Candle Dragon had countless elite soldiers and powerful generals, but they had absolutely nothing to do with him.

With his current ability and status, even if he begged and pleaded, it was unlikely anyone would listen to him.

Faced with a Quasi-Emperor Martial Realm powerhouse like Xue Shiyin, the meager forces the Third Prince had at his disposal were simply not enough.

If he dared to act recklessly, he would be courting death!

’Calm down. There’s no rush to kill Shen Lang. I will slaughter everyone around him—his family, his women! I will subject him to Soul Extraction and Refining for tens of millions of years, so that he may never be reborn!’

The Third Prince took a deep breath. The color returned to his face, and his body stopped trembling.

Just then, Dugu Zhange suddenly chuckled. "Good. Only someone with supreme talent like Shen Lang is worthy of being my opponent."

"The more you attract people’s attention, the more powerful you are, the more satisfying it will be to kill you!"

"Otherwise, how could killing a mere Xuanwu Realm cultivator let everyone know how amazing I am?"

Dugu Zhange muttered to himself, laughing as he spoke. The Third Prince, who was standing beside him, had the urge to strangle him.

The Third Prince shot a sideways glance at Dugu Zhange, speechless.

’This guy is a complete idiot!’

The Third Prince had managed to completely bamboozle him with just a few words, but he never expected this fellow to be so sheltered. He spoke and acted without thinking at all.

The whole point of getting him to act was just to put some pressure on Shen Lang and make him lose face.

But the Third Prince had never once thought he could rely on him to kill Shen Lang.

’Are you kidding me? With Zombie Emperor Duanmu Xie and the Quasi-Emperor Martial Realm powerhouse Xue Shiyin here, killing Shen Lang? In your dreams.’

The Third Prince’s real trump card was waiting in the Yumu Cave Blessed Land!

He wasn’t relying on this idiot, Dugu Zhange!

A bloodthirsty glint flashed in the Third Prince’s eyes as he stared intently at Shen Lang, who was brazenly condensing his Nascent Soul.

At this time, the ten Elements Mansions surrounding Shen Lang’s Nascent Soul were spinning faster and faster, their orbit shrinking.

Soon, along with myriad rays of divine light, they were absorbed into Shen Lang’s body.

In that instant, Shen Lang’s giant figure abruptly shrank by half, and an earth-shattering thunderclap echoed through the sky!

The once-cloudless sky suddenly turned a shade of purplish-red!

A thundercloud over thirty zhang in diameter materialized out of thin air, enveloping Shen Lang within it!

Within the thundercloud, violet bolts of lightning flickered without end, and Thunder Power raged!

The tremendous roars, the whistling winds, and the blinding purple lightning constantly intertwined, as if the Thunder God himself had descended!

A world-destroying aura descended from the thundercloud, blanketing the entire Imperial Capital!

At this moment, it wasn’t just the Third Prince; all the King Martial Realm powerhouses in the Imperial Capital and on Cangxia Mountain who were watching turned pale with horror and shot to their feet!

"Impossible! Why is the Tribulation Thunder purple? How could a purple Tribulation Thunder appear when one is condensing a Nascent Soul to reach the King Martial Realm? This is the Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation!"

The cultivation of Martial Arts is an act of defiance against the heavens, so they send down great tribulations to obstruct it.

When a person of any race condenses a Nascent Soul, the heavens send down a Thunder Tribulation to test their sincerity.

Survive the Thunder Tribulation, and the Nascent Soul will condense. One will then be free and at ease between heaven and earth.

Both the Nascent Soul and the physical body will undergo a qualitative transformation!

Fail to survive, and one will be reduced to ashes.

A single, heart-pounding Thunder Tribulation is a transformation akin to being reborn from fire!

The Thunder Tribulation is divided into nine folds. Each of the Ninefold Thunder Tribulations is more powerful than the last and incredibly perilous. Without powerful Magical Treasure Secret Artifacts and sufficiently strong cultivation, the lightest consequence is having one’s cultivation crippled, while the gravest is having one’s soul scattered, vanishing from the world.

The strongest of the Ninefold Thunder Tribulations is called the Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation, also known as the Nine-Nine Celestial Tribulation.

Nine folds of thunder, nine-nines returning to one. Only beings with exceptionally strong cultivation who practice certain Heaven-defying Techniques will encounter such a Thunder Tribulation.

The powerhouses of the Purple Chu Country could never have imagined that Shen Lang’s ascension to the King Martial Realm would actually attract the Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation!

And it seemed he hadn’t made any preparations for it at all!

Within the Imperial Capital Imperial City, the Royal Family’s Elder Ancestor, Tantai Jingming, strode through the void, appearing before Xue Shiyin in just two or three steps.

"My Lady, this is the Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation! This is the Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation..." Tantai Jingming said, his voice on the verge of tears.

Nothing could be more tragic than this.

The Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation was the most tyrannical of the Ninefold Thunder Tribulations, possessing world-destroying power.

If it was taking place here in the Imperial Capital Imperial City, a single misstep could mean the end for the entire Imperial Capital...

"I am here. Why panic?"

Xue Shiyin didn’t even glance at Tantai Jingming. She just frowned, staring at the purplish-red thundercloud in the sky.

Transcending a Thunder Tribulation was something outsiders could not interfere with. The person facing the tribulation had to handle it themselves.

Even a Quasi-Emperor Martial Realm powerhouse like Xue Shiyin could only act as a Protector from the side; she could not intervene directly.

With such a tyrannical Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation appearing here, Xue Shiyin’s heart was with Shen Lang. It would be impossible to say she wasn’t worried.

And the reason Tantai Jingming wanted to cry was precisely because he knew Xue Shiyin was worried about Shen Lang... If she was worried about Shen Lang, then all her attention would be on him.

When the tribulation erupted with world-destroying force, if Xue Shiyin had to choose between Shen Lang and the Imperial Capital, she would definitely choose Shen Lang...

Just as Tantai Jingming was trembling, unsure of what to do, figures flickered through the air.

Chaos, Shark’s Kiss, and a few others appeared nearby.

As soon as they appeared, the color finally returned to Tantai Jingming’s face.

"Amitabha. The power of the Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation is simply too great. Activate the Imperial City’s Grand Array. This humble monk and the others will each guard a direction," Chaos chanted the Buddha’s name and said to Tantai Jingming.

"Thank you, Master!" Tantai Jingming bowed in gratitude and immediately activated the Imperial Capital Imperial City’s City Defense Array.

At that moment, high in the sky, Shen Lang, his long hair flying like that of a Demon God, slowly raised his head.

The Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation was no small matter. Even Shen Lang felt a tremor in his heart from the might of heaven and earth descending from the sky.

It was as if he was being stared down by a terrifying, monstrous Ancient Fierce Beast.

At this moment, the small stone house suddenly exploded, and Shen Lang’s physical body slowly floated up.

The phantom in the sky rapidly shrank and was absorbed into Shen Lang’s body!

An utterly terrifying power began to surge madly within Shen Lang.

It produced the sound of a thousand armies clashing on a battlefield, the sound of ten thousand beasts stampeding!

Just as everyone’s hearts were gripped with fear, wanting to see how Shen Lang would deal with this Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation...

Shen Lang opened his eyes in mid-air!

Countless pieces of jet-black armor flew out like flower petals, coalescing before Shen Lang into a suit of gleaming black Armor.

As if he hadn’t even noticed the thundercloud in the sky, Shen Lang lowered his head under everyone’s gaze, summoned a gout of Vermilion Bird Divine Fire, and began to reforge the Xingtian Battle Armor.

"Holy shit! The Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation is about to strike any second, and he’s making a last-ditch effort to reforge his armor now?"

Everyone watching this was completely dumbfounded.

Such a thing was simply unbelievable!