The terrifying might of the heavens pressed down on Mo Fan like a heavy weight. He could not let the Lich and Demon Race escape. He kept casting the Great Void Spell and approached them quickly. He then released his aura. Countless bolts of lightning fell like a heavy rain. The entire world seemed to be affected by the lightning, or at least, that was how Mo Fan saw it.
The people of the Sorcerer and Demon Clans fled very quickly, but there were still many people who could not escape in time. They directly triggered their own Heavenly Tribulation. Thunder roared, as if they were ants under anger challenging its heavenly might.
There was silence between heaven and earth, and only the roaring of thunder and lightning could be heard. The weaker liches and demons did not even have the chance to scream before they were turned into ashes. Under this heavenly might, both humans and demons seemed too weak.
Millions of liches and demons were going through the tribulation together. It was a terrifying scene. The tribulation cloud covered tens of thousands of miles. Even the Treasure-splitting Holy Tower seemed to be unable to withstand it. The mountains were split into two and the ground sank. It should be known that these were formed by the Original Stone of Chaos. Even a Sage-to-be could not hurt them at all. But now, so many mountains had been destroyed by the lightning.
Mo Fan bared his teeth. His skin and flesh were split open. The power of the Heavenly Tribulation was too terrifying. It was as if he was taking a direct hit from a Perfected Golden Immortal. If it were not for his strong body and the fact that he had used the Great Devouring Tactic to wipe out most of the power, he would have been turned into ashes. Even so, he still felt a sharp pain.
Millions of people were going through the Heavenly Tribulation at the same time. Even though their Heavenly Tribulation was nothing to Mo Fan, there were too many of them. The combined power of the Heavenly Tribulation was even stronger than his own. With the two combined, even an ordinary Perfected Golden Immortal would die instantly, let alone a True Immortal like Mo Fan.
If Mo Fan was in such a state, the others were not even qualified to resist. They were instantly annihilated by a single lightning bolt. Only a few descendants of the Great Magi and Demon Gods were struggling to hold on. With their powerful treasures and bodies, they were able to hold on for a while.
Qiong Qi, Kui, and the other descendants of the Demon Gods had escaped long ago. They were not affected, as did Kuafu, Houyi, and the other Great Magi. Only a few descendants of the Demon Gods and two or three Great Magi did not manage to escape in time. Mo Fan did not recognize any of them. After all, there were three hundred and sixty-five Demon Gods. He could not possibly recognize every single one of them. The Sorcerer Tribe was even more mysterious. Other than a few famous ones, Mo Fan did not recognize any of them.
However, it did not matter anymore. Mo Fan did not plan to kill everyone in the beginning. Killing a few Demon God descendants and Senior Magi was already his limit.
The power of the Heavenly Tribulation was still increasing, but the area it covered had shrunk significantly. After all, most of the people had already died, and only some of the stronger ones were still holding on. Mo Fan had a Dragon Pearl on his head and a Diamond Ring in his hand. He was using the Great Devouring Tactic to absorb the power of the Heavenly Tribulation to refine his body. His cultivation was also increasing rapidly.
The Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art was different from other arts. Its greatest feature was that it could improve one's cultivation by continuously accumulating magic power. After all, it was the art of the Great God Pangu. He studied the Dao of force, which meant that he could break all laws with one force. For the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art, it was meaningless to comprehend the Way of Heaven and improve one's realm. As long as one had enough powerful power, they could even break the Way of Heaven. There was no need to comprehend it at all. This was the real way to break all laws with one force.
The Eight Nine Mysteries that Sun Wukong practiced had the same characteristics as the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art. He only needed to accumulate mana to break through his cultivation. Otherwise, how could he have caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace after cultivating for more than ten years? It was the same for Yang Jian. Compared to the other Immortals, he had been cultivating for less than a fraction of the years. However, he had shone brilliantly in the Battle of Deification. This was also because he cultivated the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art. He only needed to accumulate Dharma power and did not need to comprehend the Way of Heaven.
Of course, although the Eight Nine Mysteries and the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art were powerful, not everyone could cultivate them. First of all, it required the strength of the body. Otherwise, if such a huge amount of mana entered the body, an ordinary person would explode in an instant. Sun Wukong was the stone monkey of the Four Monkeys of Destruction, and he was good at cultivating the body. Yang Jian was a restriction born from the combination of immortal and mortal. Ji's son, the two of them were blessed by the heavens.
Mo Fan's body was even stronger than Sun Wukong's and Yang Jian's. He was like a young Connate God with a terrifying body. Once he grew up, he would be able to fight the Sorcerer Tribe with his body alone. He was invincible!
Mo Fan was sitting in the air, receiving the baptism of the lightning. His body was charred black, but his vitality was like a vast ocean. As the energy of the Heavenly Tribulation entered his body, his magic power was growing at a terrifying rate. At this moment, he had turned into a god in the lightning world. His vitality was boundless, like an ancient god. He did not move at all, but his body was emitting a terrifying destructive aura.
In the distance, countless individual cultivators were shocked by this scene. They were all speechless. This was not the first time. They had been shocked by this human for too many times. Millions of Sorcerer and Demon Tribes had been killed by him in an instant. The Sorcerer and Demon Tribes had never suffered such a great loss from a single person, and this person was the weakest human being.
"How terrifying! His cultivation base is clearly only at the True Immortal Realm, but I feel like he can destroy my soul and body with a single punch. How is this possible?”An abstruse immortal level loose cultivator swallowed his saliva and said in fear.
The rest of the people were also pale. They had never seen such a terrifying True Immortal. This simply subverted the understanding of ordinary people.
Chang'e, Fire Spirit, and Shi Lin were also present in the crowd. They looked at the figure in the lightning with complicated expressions and listened to the discussions of the people around them. Their hearts were filled with mixed feelings. This was the first time that the Human Race had been discussed by someone, and it was only a four-year-old child who had brought all of this to them.
"Look, he's using the power of the heavenly tribulation to condense the Taiyi Dao Fruit!”Someone pointed at the sky and shouted.
The crowd looked over and saw Mo Fan standing up. The Dragon Pearl above his head had disappeared, replaced by a golden orb the size of an egg. It was a Dao Fruit, the Taiyi Dao Fruit.
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