As Yang Jiao roared, he rushed out of the cave abode.
His body floated in the air, emitting an extremely shocking aura.
Boom!
The heavenly tribulation seemed to have sensed his provocation. Purple lightning began to surge, emitting incomparably violent fluctuations.
Nine extremely thick purple lightning bolts gathered together, emitting a dazzling light.
The first lightning tribulation finally descended brazenly after brewing for a long time.
Even though Yang Jiao was mentally prepared, he was still shocked.
The purple lightning was like a huge electric snake that danced wildly. It connected the heavens and the earth, bringing with it a deathly still and destructive aura.
Kacha!
The first bolt of lightning struck Yang Jiao's body.
"Oh…"
His entire body felt like it was being torn apart. Every inch of his skin and flesh was swept by the plasma. The pain was unimaginable.
Yang Jiao's figure fell violently and almost fell from the sky. However, he only fell for a moment before he rushed into the sky again.
"Bah, it's just an itch."
"Continue!"
Yang Jiao's mouth was even harder than the blade of a mountain axe.
Wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth, his body shook and forcefully suppressed the numbness, preparing to welcome the second lightning tribulation.
The power of the heavenly tribulation rose in a stair-like manner. Each bolt was several times stronger than the previous lightning tribulation.
As for the last one, it gathered the power of all the previous lightning tribulations.
One could imagine how terrifying that power was.
It was also because of this that there was probably no existence in the Primordial World who could withstand the nine-nine purple lightning with his body.
Rumble!
The second bolt of lightning struck down. Yang Jiao erupted the divine power in his body and dispelled a portion of the power, but the remaining power still blasted him until he spat out blood.
The power of the lightning tribulation was really too terrifying!
Following that, the Heavenly Tribulation did not give Yang Jiao a chance to catch his breath. Purple lightning bolts descended with a bang, and the entire world was illuminated as bright as day.
Surrounding the immortal island, waves rose and the rocks shook. If it weren't for the protection of the array formation, the immortal abode would have collapsed in an instant.
In the outside world, Daoist Myriad Treasures and Huo Ling 'er quietly watched the Heavenly Tribulation in the distance. The two of them were somewhat silent.
After a long while, the former asked.
"How many Heavenly Tribulations has your Martial Uncle experienced?”
"Forty-eight…"
Huo Ling 'er had been silently counting. Of course, she was still a little frightened by the might of the Heavenly Tribulation even though she was so far away.
"Only forty-eight and it's already so terrifying?”
The corners of Treasure Daoist's mouth twitched, and he unconsciously clasped his hands together.
He was naturally not worried that the lightning tribulation would destroy his grotto-heaven.
With the protection of the spiritual treasure and the array formation, this heavenly tribulation would not go so far as to destroy his cultivation place.
He was worried about Yang Jiao!
The latter had become an immortal in three years.
This Dao foundation was really too superficial.
Moreover, this lightning tribulation was not an ordinary heavenly lightning. It was the Purple Heaven Divine Lightning!
Even immortals would be reduced to ashes.
"It's so powerful. With Little Uncle-Master's realm, how many heavenly tribulations do you think it is?”
Huo Ling 'er asked worriedly.
Below the immortal island that was covered by the thunderclouds, she saw Yang Jiao's figure falling and rising continuously.
Faintly, one could even hear shrill screams. One could imagine how difficult it was for a young man to experience such a terrifying ordeal.
Thinking like this, tears were practically about to roll out of Huo Ling 'er's eyes.
For some reason, she naturally felt that Yang Jiao, this Youngest Uncle, was extremely close to her.
Daoist Myriad Treasures twirled his fingers, and a hint of worry appeared on his face.
He shook his head and thought,"
"I don't know if the lightning tribulation has covered the fate of the world, but I can't sense Junior Brother's fate at all. Logically speaking…"
"It's not like that."
Then, he looked into the distance and softly answered Huo Ling 'er's question.
"This heavenly tribulation is so terrifying. With your little uncle-master's realm, the number 69 should be the limit!”
As he spoke, several bolts of purple lightning struck down. The heavenly might was brilliant and illuminated the human world.
"The fifty-second…"
Yang Jiao was covered in blood. His face and body were charred black, and his originally clean robe was almost torn to pieces.
He was in an extremely sorry state, and the magic power in his body was almost exhausted.
The current him was purely relying on his physical body to withstand it. If not for the Supreme Chaotic Body, he would have long been reduced to ashes.
The fifty-third bolt of heavenly tribulation descended, and the thick pillar of lightning wrapped around Yang Jiao's body, emitting crackling sounds.
"Uh…"
Yang Jiao gritted his teeth so hard that they almost shattered. His body felt as if it was being crushed under a millstone, and he was in extreme pain.
"No, it's too painful. I have to think of a way…"
In an instant, a thought flashed in Yang Jiao's mind. He used the last of his strength to circulate the Great Dao Furnace cultivation technique.
…
"Fifty-four, it should be…over, right?”
Beads of sweat appeared on Daoist Duo Bao's forehead, but in the next moment, his eyes suddenly widened to the size of copper bells.
The thunderclouds didn't dissipate. Instead, they rolled wildly and emitted an even more terrifying aura.
"Little Junior Brother's Heavenly Tribulation is actually the Nine-Nine Purple Cloud Lightning Tribulation?”
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