Ye Feng raised his head and stared at the Transformation Tribulation in the sky without blinking.
As the tribulation clouds were formed, the entire world seemed to have fallen silent.
There was only the sound of muffled thunder in his ears.
The next moment, the first bolt of lightning struck.
Ye Feng spread his wings and welcomed it.
He hadn't spent the past year cultivating at Mount Innerheart in vain.
As he transformed into the Golden Crow, he continued to ponder over his divine abilities.
His greatest gain was cultivating a True Fire of Life.
The golden light was dazzling and could melt anything. Its temperature could even reach the core of the sun.
Therefore, he was not afraid of the first bolt of lightning.
The golden wings flapped, and with a pa sound, lightning scattered in all directions.
The first bolt of lightning was actually shattered by him.
However, as soon as the first bolt of lightning passed, the second bolt of lightning immediately fell without stopping.
Ye Feng wasn't afraid and went up again.
Six attacks in a row were all scattered by him.
However, the last bolt of lightning did not land immediately. Instead, it continued to condense and spin.
Ye Feng spread his wings.
He could feel that the power of this seventh bolt of lightning would be stronger than the previous six combined.
This was the real threat.
Heaven and earth were heavy, and everything was silent.
There was a sudden explosion, as if the world had been split apart.
A bolt of purple lightning descended from the sky, like the final bolt of world-destroying lightning.
Ye Feng took a deep breath and opened his mouth to spit out a flame. It was dazzling with golden light.
The flame went against the wind and met the lightning with a bang.
Lightning and flames intertwined, and Mount Innerheart trembled slightly.
Patriarch Subhuti observed from the shadows. He gently placed a hand on the window, and the tremors of Mount Innerheart instantly ceased.
This was the Sage's dojo.
If it was in another place, just this bolt of heavenly lightning could flatten a thousand-mile mountain range.
The lightning and flames were in a stalemate, and neither could do anything to the other.
Ye Feng stood in the air. He still had energy left.
He was basically certain that he would be able to pass the Transformation Tribulation safely.
Just as he was about to put in more effort to safely transcend the tribulation, he suddenly had an idea.
His Golden Crow True Fire was in a stalemate with the lightning tribulation. If he used the flames to envelop the lightning, would he be able to swallow the last bolt of lightning into his body and refine it, then obtain a brand new divine power?
Once the thought of courting death arose, no matter what, he could not stop it.
He secretly assessed the strength of his body.
Ever since he had completely transformed into a Three-legged Golden Crow, he felt that his body had become much stronger.
Without comparison, he couldn't make an accurate judgment.
However, he estimated that even if he failed, his life would not be in danger.
Furthermore, where was this place? Mount Lingtai and Mount Innerheart. Patriarch Subhuti wasn't too far away.
He couldn't just watch his disciple die under the heavenly tribulation.
After figuring this out, he spat out another mouthful of flames and merged with the Golden Crow True Fire from before. It instantly soared.
In an instant, the golden flames reversed and wrapped around the lightning.
Ye Feng instantly rushed forward and swallowed the flames.
At the same time, he began to frantically mobilize the spiritual energy and flames in his body to attack the lightning, wanting to break it down and refine it.
Pain…numbness…
Two feelings came at the same time.
From a distance, one could see a huge golden bird with three legs under the dark clouds. Its entire body was emitting flames and lightning, and its body was trembling.
After two hours, Ye Feng heaved a sigh of relief.
His eyes were bright as he raised his wings, and a ball of golden flames appeared.
At the same time, the same wing was raised, and a ball of purple lightning also appeared.
The last lightning bolt of the Transformation Tribulation.
It had actually been refined by him and became one of his divine abilities.
He exhaled towards the sky and the thunderclouds dispersed.
Ye Feng was in a good mood and laughed loudly. As he laughed, his figure changed.
Golden light flashed and the bird's body disappeared, turning into a young man with long black hair. He was not outstanding, but he was not ugly either. Ye Feng had shaped him according to his appearance in his previous life.
However, his eyes were especially sharp, dark and bright.
After landing on the ground, Ye Feng let out a long breath. It had been four and a half years, four and a half years since he had transmigrated to this world. He had finally gotten rid of his beast form and successfully returned to his human form.
The mountain breeze blew past, and it was cool.
He couldn't help but feel embarrassed. He lowered his head and snickered.
He had maintained his original form and was covered in feathers, so he naturally did not wear any clothes.
He looked around and saw golden feathers falling around him.
His eyes lit up. These were the feathers that he had just shed during the transformation tribulation. They were the true feathers of the Golden Crow, a top-grade treasure.
He extended his hand and pointed. These feathers gathered on his body and combined into a golden Daoist robe.
This robe was made of his feathers, which were naturally compatible with his attributes. It was also the feather of the Golden Crow, so it was a top-grade immortal robe that could block the full-strength attack of an Earth Level Deity.
After cleaning up everything, Ye Feng lightly jumped and went down.
He had finally transformed and was in a good mood.
After landing, he walked towards the front yard.
The front yard was a large courtyard. There were many water vats in it that had to be filled every day to provide the disciples with daily water.
Other than that, there were also piles of materials.
It was all the disciples 'homework.
Ye Feng had just walked in when he noticed a group of people gathered together. It seemed that there was a dispute coming from within.
Ye Feng was curious and also went up to him.
When he saw the two people in the center, he was slightly stunned and his eyes narrowed.
He knew both of them.
One of them was wearing a gray robe and a hat. He had a hairy face and a mouth full of thunder. Who else could it be but Sun Wukong? His face was filled with anger.
There was also a carrying pole beside him, carrying two buckets of water. At this moment, the buckets had already tipped over, and the water flowed all over the ground.
Ye Feng also recognized the person opposite him.
It was the first disciple who rushed down from the hall when he was apprenticed to a master.
Ye Feng later found out that his name was Qian Ying. Qianzhe was the word for big. Ying was one of the twelve characters of Grandmaster Bodhi's disciples. It was ranked ninth, one generation older than Wukong.
He had followed the Ancestral Master for many years and had heard a lot.
He was also a person who had cultivated the immortal path.
The reason why he came down to save Monkey that day was firstly to show off in front of the Ancestral Master, and secondly, he wanted to give it a try after he had comprehended medicinal principles from listening to the Dao.
However, he was interrupted by Ye Feng.
Why did they have a conflict?
Ye Feng was curious. He patted a disciple beside him and asked,""What happened?"
The disciple sized up Ye Feng in confusion and frowned.""Who are you? Why haven't I seen you before?”
But the next moment, he noticed Ye Feng's gaze and subconsciously shivered. He reacted and said,""You are that crow…"
His words came to an abrupt halt and he immediately revealed a fawning smile."It's Brother Ye. You've transformed?”
Ye Feng put down his half-raised fist and nodded. He then pouted to indicate what was going on.
The disciple quickly replied," It's like this. Wukong did his homework as usual today. You know that because of you, Wukong had to pick twice as much water and materials as usual. He did not complain and did not complain.”
He looked at Qian Ying carefully and lowered his voice.""Because he saw that Wukong was honest, Senior Martial Brother Qian set his eyes on him. He has a younger brother who recently went up Mount Innerheart and became a disciple of the Patriarch. That person was young and had never cultivated before. He couldn't bear the daily homework. Therefore, Senior Brother Qian thought of Wukong and wanted him to take care of his younger brother's share. That was why there was a conflict.”
"Oh." Ye Feng narrowed his eyes.
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