Bamboo Mound

Even in Ning Chang's eyes, it was the size of a sparrow, and with the slightest movement, it could bury the disciple's figure like an ant!

"Damn it, how are we supposed to fight this?"

Ning Chang felt as if he had been struck by an electric current. His eyes widened instantly, and upon closer inspection, he saw a giant bird composed of pure electric light. It exuded a mysterious and powerful aura, and each flap of its wings seemed to stir up a small storm, causing the surrounding air to vibrate.

Its eyes were like two lamps emitting a cold, eerie light. Even in the bright light of day, they shimmered with a chilling, piercing cross-shaped light, as if they could see through all the illusions of the world. Wherever it passed, the air seemed to be cut by a sharp blade, making a hissing sound.

Most strangely, ever since this mysterious thunderbird emerged, the tribulation clouds in the sky seemed to have been drained of their energy, becoming visibly weaker and almost no longer flashing with lightning. It was as if all the energy had been gathered in one place and used to create this thunderbird, making it the most lethal move of the tribulation, and making the outcome of this tribulation even more unpredictable.

Seeing this, the disciple dared not slacken in the slightest. He broke free from his cross-legged posture, quickly adjusted, and once again condensed a spiritual energy shield, strengthening it to the extreme in an attempt to withstand the Thunder Bird's first attack.

However, the Thunderbird's attack was too fierce. The disciple's own shield could not even withstand a single tribulation lightning strike in the later stages, so how could it resist the Thunderbird that had gathered all the power of the tribulation lightning?

The shield was immediately shattered by the attack, and the lightning slammed the person back into the ground!

Having landed a successful blow, the Thunderbird did not stop its attack. Its thunder wings, claws, beak... all its body parts were used as weapons, leaving the disciple covered in wounds.

Unseen by Ning Chang, the disciple undergoing tribulation gritted his teeth, a resolute glint in his eyes. He knew that passively taking hits was not a long-term solution, so after dodging several times, he seized a gap in the thunderbird's attack and summoned a crimson-gold hook scythe from who-knows-where.

The hook-like sickle grew longer in the wind, and soon it was a third the size of a thunderbird!

Then the disciple shouted and slashed his hook sickle fiercely at the thunderbird!

With his do-or-die courage, the hooked sickle seemed capable of cleaving through the sky, instantly piercing the lightning protection on the Thunderbird's side, and was about to strike its target.

However, the Thunderbird was only formed from tribulation lightning, and its reaction was extremely agile. Although it was in the inertia of the impact, it still moved sideways in a strange way, almost avoiding the fatal blow. It only had half of its wing cut off, but then it immediately reassembled itself.

At the same time, it opened its sharp beak and spat out a bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket, which struck the disciple directly.

The disciple was clearly caught off guard by the bizarre shift and was caught in the middle of a change of moves. Unable to dodge in time, he was struck from the side by the lightning. His body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and the spiritual energy shield that was about to be formed shattered instantly, leaving only the residual spiritual energy flickering weakly around his body.

When Ning Chang saw this scene, his heart clenched. On one hand, he was worried about the intensity of the lightning tribulation, and on the other hand, he knew that this battle was a rare opportunity for him to observe, even though he did not want to encounter the lightning tribulation in human form.

As for the disciple's safety, he felt he still had other backup plans, and at least hadn't fully entered a combat state yet.

The disciple struggled to his feet, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes grew even more resolute.

He summoned back his hook and sickle, and the spiritual energy around him surged wildly like boiling water, lifting the sand and stones on the ground into the air and making them spin rapidly around him.

Immediately afterwards, he took out a pill that emitted a mysterious light from his storage ring and swallowed it without hesitation.

As soon as the pill entered his mouth, the disciple's body was instantly enveloped in a layer of golden light, like a blazing flame, and his aura also suddenly soared!

He took flight again, charging towards the Thunder Bird. This time, each of his attacks was imbued with immense spiritual power, leading to an even more intense close-quarters battle with the Thunder Bird.

As the battle continued, both Thunderbird and his disciple's injuries gradually worsened, but neither side showed any intention of giving up.

"So that's how we have to fight, we can't afford to stall for time..."

Ning Chang noticed that the Thunderbird's size and power were gradually decreasing as it was injured!

After fighting for almost half an hour, the last few cuts on the Thunderbird's lightning wings stopped healing, and its light dimmed to the extreme.

The disciple's clothes were completely gone, turning into black ash and charred fibers embedded in his body. His body was covered in bloodstains and had a charred color. His spiritual energy fluctuations were even weaker than at the beginning!

Finally, after the disciple slashed the no-longer-glowing hook into the Thunderbird's body, tearing it in two, accompanied by a strange tremor from the depths of the tribulation clouds, the Thunderbird's remains began to fall, turning into specks of lightning and dissipating!

The tribulation clouds in the sky also quickly dissipated, disappearing without a trace in just a few breaths!

Seeing this, the disciple relaxed and fell into a deep sleep.

Just as he was lying on his back and had fallen a short distance, the celestial phenomena around him suddenly changed, with various colors reflecting each other and surging into his body!

During this process, he was held in mid-air, his injuries were constantly being repaired, and his aura continued to rise!

"Hmm? This..."

"Oh! Right, there's this thing too." Ning Chang frowned just as he remembered.

"This must be what people commonly refer to as the creative process of nature..."

"But it just doesn't seem quite right..."

If we consider cultivation as going against the heavens, then tribulation lightning is a method to prevent cultivators from defying the heavens.

From a cultivator's perspective, overcoming this obstacle leads to ascension; but from the perspective of a 'tribulation,' cultivators are enemies to be stopped, yet failing to stop them results in the bestowal of fortune to restore and strengthen their power...

"I don't understand, I don't want to think about it anymore." Not long after, Ning Chang clicked his tongue, ending his thoughts with a strange "I don't understand" in his mind, and continued to look into the distance.

As the colorful rays of light continuously entered the disciple's body, a faint, monotonous yet enduring sound seemed to emanate from the heavens and earth.

Above the sky, the blazing sun, which had been obscured by the clouds of calamity, was now unhindered, casting countless golden rays that focused on the scorched plateau, creating a filter that made it stand out from its surroundings.

After a long while, as the last ray of light merged into the disciple's body, the fluctuations of spiritual energy in the world gradually calmed down.

The disciple seemed to have been reborn. The wounds on his skin had healed without leaving any shallow scars. His aura was calm and powerful, and he had successfully entered a new realm!

Above the Transformation Realm!