Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

"Boom——"

The first thunderstorm fell.

That sharp sword of heavenly punishment seemed like a sword of judgment sent down from heaven, carrying endless majesty and destructive power.

It was shining with dazzling light all over, containing terrifying arcs of electricity, crackling and jumping, as if countless angry elves were roaring.

When it fell, the whole sky was illuminated, and the light was like the scorching sun in the sky, making it impossible to look directly at it. There was a strong sense of oppression in the air, as if an invisible mountain was pressing on the heart, making it difficult to breathe.

The power of the thunderbolt was astonishing. Wherever it passed, the space seemed to tremble slightly, as if it could not bear this powerful force. It carried the momentum of destroying everything, as if it wanted to completely eliminate all the sins and uncleanness in the world. The ground shook violently under the impact of the thunderbolt, soil and rocks flew, and the grass and trees turned into charcoal in an instant.

The huge sound was like the roar of thousands of thunders, deafening and making people's eardrums seem to be broken.

The power of the Sword of Heavenly Punishment is enough to make any living being feel fear and despair. It is one of the most powerful forces in nature, making people deeply feel the irresistible power of heaven and earth.

The three third-level magic weapons rushed towards the thunder like moths to a flame, and then exploded in an instant. The huge explosion echoed in the valley, and the powerful impact caused the surrounding air to vibrate.

The thunder passed through the explosion group and was less than half of its original size, but it still fell on Wang Qiye with a breath of destruction.

Wang Qiye's body shook violently, and the violent force sobered him up a little from his madness.

There was a trace of confusion and pain in his eyes, as if he realized what he had done. However, the power of the heavenly punishment was still raging in his body, causing him unbearable pain.

Fortunately, he has now entered the third realm, and will not be immediately turned into ashes by the power of thunder. Having had the experience of transcending tribulation once, he gave half of the power of thunder tribulation to Duanmu Lan to resist.

Although Wang Qiye’s golden elixir is now only the size of a bead, it is already able to withstand the force of thunder and lightning.

He carefully drew a strand of lightning and dropped it on the golden elixir. When he felt that he could bear it, he drew another strand. He repeated this process and drew the power of three lightning tribulations in total, and then used the golden elixir to slowly wipe them out.

The remaining power of thunder and lightning will be allowed to destroy the body.

Wherever the thunder passed, his body turned into charcoal.

However, as he had entered the third realm, his physical recovery power had also greatly increased. The wood and water power in his body continued to repair the damaged parts, as if an invisible hand was carefully caring for his body.

Every time it was destroyed by thunder, it would quickly recover under the influence of the wood and water forces. In this process, Wang Qiye's body constantly adapted to the power of thunder and became more and more resilient.

He gritted his teeth and endured the pain of his body being destroyed and repaired.

When the golden elixir had eliminated the three forces of thunder, he drew three forces of heavenly tribulations and dropped them on the golden elixir.

Duanmu Lan, who was in the late stage of the Golden Core, was indeed much stronger than Wang Qiye. The lightning power she attracted to the Golden Core was wiped out ten times faster than Wang Qiye's.

Soon, the energy of the first thunder was completely consumed by the combined efforts of the two.

Wang Qiye took out a Huiling Pill from the storage bag, put it in his mouth, and slowly recovered his spiritual power.

He raised his head and observed the heavenly tribulation, secretly saying "thank you", this was just the medium-level six flashes of white lightning among the sixty-nine heavenly tribulations.

Sure enough, the treatment of geniuses is different, and there are almost no ordinary thunder tribulations.

"Boom——"

After the calamity cloud had gathered all its strength, a flash of lightning suddenly streaked across the sky, instantly illuminating the entire sky into daylight.

The second heavenly calamity has come again!

The light is dazzling and dizzying.

Upon seeing this, Duanmu Lan quickly took out the third-level magic weapon he had prepared in advance.

She raised her hand, and three half-new magical weapons rushed towards the thunder like arrows.

At the moment when the magic weapon collided with thunder, a huge explosion sounded, and the powerful impact force caused the surrounding air to vibrate.

Although the thunder shattered the three magical weapons, its power was also reduced by one third.

However, even so, it still fell down unstoppably.

This time, Wang Qiye only shared one third of the remaining power of the heavenly tribulation, and the rest was given to Duanmu Lan.

The situation for low-level cultivators when they are going through the Nascent Soul Tribulation is relatively complicated.

For those with strong financial resources, they can choose to self-destruct the third-level magic weapon that is about to be scrapped to reduce the power of the heavenly tribulation.

However, this move cannot completely offset the power of the heavenly tribulation.

Because only after the golden elixir has been refined by thunder and fire, can it split that small world and achieve the path to the Nascent Soul.

Since the existence of cultivation civilization, no one has been able to rely on his own strength to break open that small world from the inside out.

This is also the reason why cultivators have to go through tribulation when they are promoted to the Nascent Soul stage.

The power of the heavenly tribulation is both a test and an opportunity.

Only under the tempering of thunder and fire can the golden elixir undergo a qualitative change, opening the door to a higher realm for the cultivator.

In this process, the cultivator needs to rely on his own strength and courage to meet the challenge of the heavenly tribulation. At the same time, he also needs to make rational use of various resources to increase the chances of successfully overcoming the tribulation.

But no matter what, heavenly tribulation is an inevitable hurdle in the growth path of a cultivator.

There was once a wealthy monk who attempted to completely offset the power of the heavenly calamity by using his own self-destructive magical weapon.

As a result, after the thunder tribulation, he still remained at the Jindan stage of cultivation. His path to immortality was thus cut short, and he could only regret it for the rest of his life.

There are also wealthy monks who rely on self-destructive magic weapons to block the first five heavenly tribulations.

However, when the sixth heavenly tribulation came, only one third of its power hit him. Since he did not withstand the power of thunder step by step, he could not withstand it at that time and turned into ashes in an instant.

Therefore, the means of overcoming tribulation have now matured. A cultivator must at least withstand one-third of the power of each thunder in order to withstand the last thunder tribulation.

Then he guided the power of the heavenly tribulation to fall on his own golden elixir, refined the elixir with thunder and fire, and achieved the supreme method of immortality.

However, the tactic of self-destructing magic weapon is still a huge advantage for rich monks to survive the thunder tribulation.

However, this trick can no longer be used when you are overcoming tribulation during the ascension.

An eighth-level magic weapon is worth 1 to 10 billion spirit stones. Since the beginning of records of the cultivation civilization, no one has ever been so generous.

Not long after, Wang Qiye and Duanmu Lan eliminated the power of this thunder tribulation.

He watched Duanmu Lan skillfully take out three magical weapons from his storage bag, preparing to self-destruct in order to deal with the next thunder tribulation.

Wang Qiye couldn't help but say with some resentment: "Lan'er, why didn't you tell me in advance and just drugged me."

Duanmu Lan's face was still a little pale. After hearing this, she bit her lip and retorted: "Wang Qiye, you are taking advantage of me now."

Seeing that she still dared to be stubborn, Wang Qiye just moved a little, and Duanmu Lan frowned. Sweat came out layer by layer, and the sweat on her forehead rolled down like bean-sized particles, completely soaking her back.

"Boom——"

There was another flash of white light in the sky, and the third thunderbolt fell.

The three magic weapons rose into the air at a high speed and collided with the self-explosive thunder.

With Duanmu Lan's advance preparation and Wang Qiye's help in sharing the pressure with her, and both of them being professional doctors, they have extremely strong recovery abilities.

In this way, although they experienced many hardships in the process of transcending the tribulation, they managed to get through the first few thunder tribulations without any danger.

Every time a thunderstorm struck, they relied on their strong will and rich experience to quickly adjust their state in order to deal with the next, more powerful thunderstorm.

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The calamity clouds in the sky were surging like raging waves, constantly shrinking and condensing, like a huge energy ball that was about to explode.

In the deep black clouds, there were terrifying arcs of electricity flashing, and the crackling sounds were like the drums of doomsday, which made people terrified.

As the calamity clouds shrank, an indescribable feeling of oppression enveloped the entire world, and it seemed that even the air had become heavy.

Based on his own experience, Wang Qiye knew that this was the last thunder tribulation, and it would surely pour out all its remaining power without reservation.

A strong sense of crisis spread in his heart. He stared closely at the shrinking calamity cloud, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

They didn't have to wait long before a white thunderbolt suddenly pierced the sky like a sharp sword from the sky. The dazzling light was like the sun exploding, instantly illuminating the entire sky and making everything around it pale as snow.

The thunderbolt fell at an alarming speed, and wherever it passed, the space seemed to tremble slightly, as if it could not withstand such a powerful force. The air was filled with a burning smell, as if the whole world was trembling under the power of the thunderbolt.

"Boom——"

The huge roar was like thousands of thunders, deafening and making people's eardrums seem to be broken.

This last thunder tribulation carried with it the power to destroy everything, as if it would completely wipe out all living things in the world.

Duanmu Lan's eyes were determined, and he threw out the last three magical weapons he had prepared without hesitation. The magical weapons rushed towards the terrifying streak of light like meteors, and then exploded in an instant.

The huge explosion sounded between heaven and earth, but this natural disaster was unstoppable and easily broke through the explosion area.

Duanmu Lan hurriedly put up a defensive barrier, but it only lasted for a second before the barrier suddenly shattered, as if it were fragile glass that could withstand a single blow.

The thunderbolt struck Duanmu Lan mercilessly, and instantly, a burning smell spread. Her body trembled slightly, and a look of pain spread across her face.

Wang Qiye finally couldn't bear it any longer, and passed all the pure yang energy he had absorbed and transformed to Duanmu Lan without reservation.

Pure yang energy poured into Duanmu Lan's body like a warm torrent. This magical power quickly took effect and repaired her burnt body at a rapid speed.

While the Yuan Yang Qi and the power of thunder were destroying each other, Duanmu Lan gritted his teeth, guided one third of the thunder power, and rushed towards his golden elixir resolutely.

Crackling.

Several lightning bolts appeared on Duanmu Lan's golden elixir. Wherever they passed, the golden elixir cracked. Soon, the cracks were so dense that they looked like porcelain that was about to break.