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Such a being is truly a wonder of the world.

Even with Qin Yuan's physical strength, he couldn't completely withstand the earth-shattering power of the lightning tribulation just now.

A few drops of blood dripped from his wound. Although the injury healed in an instant, the falling blood droplets stirred up a storm in the lower realm.

Each drop of blood that fell to the ground transformed into a vast, crimson ocean.

In the blink of an eye, the lower realm was a vast, churning sea of ​​blood.

The countless cultivators watching the battle were shocked. Who could have imagined that Qin Yuan had become so powerful that a single drop of his blood could transform into mountains and rivers?

In the sea of ​​blood, countless creatures trembled in fear.

This power was beyond their comprehension.

Meanwhile, the thunderclouds in the sky began to shrink rapidly, although the area they covered was decreasing.

But the power it contained became increasingly terrifying, as if it would crush the entire world.

A human-shaped figure suddenly appeared in the thunderclouds, confirming Qin Yuan's earlier guess.

That was indeed a lightning spirit, and an extremely powerful one at that.

A blood-red longbow materialized in Lei Ling's hand, and he instantly drew the bowstring taut.

"boom!"

A streak of crimson lightning transformed into an arrow and hurtled through the void, heading straight for Qin Yuan.

Wherever the arrow passed, space was torn apart, its power terrifying.

Qin Yuan remained calm and unhurried, and activated the True Dragon Treasure Technique.

A colossal phantom of a blue dragon appeared behind him, its dragon might overwhelming.

The dragon's massive tail swept out, shattering the lightning arrow into pieces.

"You mere Thunder Spirit dare to be so insolent before me?"

Qin Yuan spoke coldly, and before he finished speaking, several more crimson lightning arrows pierced through the air.

This time, Lei Ling clearly used all his strength, each arrow containing earth-shattering power.

Qin Yuan neither dodged nor avoided the lightning arrows, letting them hurtle towards him.

Just as the lightning arrow was about to strike, a dazzling golden light suddenly erupted from his body.

The True Dragon Treasure Technique was unleashed, with countless illusory dragons swirling and circling, blocking all attacks.

Qin Yuan strode forward, each step causing the space to tremble.

Above the sky, thunderclouds rolled endlessly, and lightning bolts snaked across the heavens and earth, shrouding the entire world in this terrifying heavenly tribulation.

Faced with such divine might, Qin Yuan did not retreat but advanced, flipping his right hand and the Mountain-Driving Whip appeared in his palm.

This mid-grade innate spiritual treasure was originally bestowed by Zhao Gongming. To protect Qin Yuan, he specially placed a seal on it so that its power could match Qin Yuan's cultivation level.

As Qin Yuan's cultivation deepened, the seal gradually loosened, allowing the Mountain-Driving Whip to increasingly reveal its true power as an innate spiritual treasure.

"Well done!"

Qin Yuan held the Mountain-Driving Whip, his body radiating Daoist energy.

He gently waved his mountain-driving whip, and the void trembled. One after another, the phantom images of divine mountains appeared out of thin air, each towering into the clouds with a majestic aura.

These phantom images of sacred mountains surrounded Qin Yuan, forming a natural barrier.

With the protection of the illusory divine mountain, Qin Yuan rushed straight towards the center of the lightning tribulation.

A humanoid lightning bolt could be vaguely seen flashing there; it was the location of the lightning spirit that had triggered the heavenly tribulation.

Qin Yuan had long sensed the unusual nature of this calamity, and now that he saw a true deity appear in the world, he could no longer suppress his fighting spirit.

Lei Ling seemed to have sensed Qin Yuan's intentions as well. Lightning flashed across the sky, and thousands of bolts of lightning poured down like a waterfall, striking Qin Yuan fiercely.

However, the lightning was crushed the moment it touched the phantom of the divine mountain, turning into specks of lightning that dissipated into the world.

Qin Yuan stood in the void, his expression calm.

With a gentle sway of his hand, the illusory images of divine mountains moved with the agility of his own limbs, blocking all the incoming lightning strikes.

Seeing this, Lei Ling transformed his longbow into a divine weapon formed from lightning and slashed directly at Qin Yuan.

This attack contained the power of a heavenly tribulation; an ordinary cultivator would likely be instantly annihilated, body and soul.

But Qin Yuan remained calm and composed. With a sweep of his mountain-driving whip, a massive phantom of a divine mountain instantly materialized and pressed down on Lei Ling.

Although Lei Ling was a deity born of heaven and earth, under the suppression of a mid-grade innate spiritual treasure, its aura immediately weakened and it became unable to move.

The body formed from lightning flickered under the pressure of the phantom of the divine mountain, seemingly on the verge of collapsing at any moment.

"You mere Thunder Spirit dares to be so insolent in front of me?"

Qin Yuan swung his Mountain-Driving Whip again, and several more illusory divine mountains appeared one after another, surrounding Lei Ling.

These illusory images of divine mountains contained a rich innate Daoist charm, each one as heavy as ten thousand pounds, pressing down on Lei Ling to the point that he almost knelt in the void.

Lei Ling refused to be outdone, his body crackling with lightning as he tried to break free from the illusory image of the divine mountain.

However, the Mountain-Driving Whip is a genuine mid-grade innate spiritual treasure. Even in its sealed state, its power is beyond what a newly born thunder spirit can withstand.

The phantom of the divine mountain pressed lower and lower, and the aura of the Thunder Spirit grew weaker and weaker.

Qin Yuan reacted swiftly, making a hand seal. A golden light flashed, and he directly stored the Thunder Spirit in his storage ring.

These rare and exotic creatures, if studied carefully, might yield unexpected results.

The Mountain-Driving Whip hovered in front of Qin Yuan, emanating a mysterious aura.

Qin Yuan couldn't help but marvel at how astonishing the Mountain-Driving Whip was, capable of unleashing such terrifying power even when sealed.

If it were a top-grade or supreme-grade innate spiritual treasure, it could probably split the heavens and earth and change the world with a single strike.

Thinking about this, Qin Yuan couldn't help but understand why those powerful beings were so keen on collecting powerful magical treasures.

This feeling of controlling the power of heaven and earth is truly intoxicating.

However, upon further reflection, Qin Yuan became alert again.

The path of spiritual cultivation ultimately lies within oneself.

If one relies too much on external things, one will ultimately find it difficult to achieve great things.

Just like in the Investiture of the Gods, those Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect were all self-important, but because their magic weapons were taken away, they were chased by their own disciples and ended up in a sorry state, losing all face.

Such cautionary tales should give us pause for thought.

The cultivators watching from afar were all shocked by Qin Yuan's actions.

Ordinary cultivators are terrified when they encounter a heavenly tribulation, and try to avoid it at all costs.

But Qin Yuan was different. He not only went straight into the core of the lightning tribulation, but also dared to capture the creatures within.

Such courage is truly admirable.

No wonder this person has achieved such success; such courage and determination are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Qin Yuan originally intended to search for other thunder spirits, but found that those creatures seemed to have sensed the danger and had already hidden themselves away.

This displeased Qin Yuan, who thought to himself that the Heavenly Tribulation was too stingy, not even willing to give him a few lightning spirits.

Since that's the case, Qin Yuan simply released some of the suppression from the divine mountain's illusory image, allowing the lightning to pour down.

He circulated his cultivation technique, drawing the violent lightning power into his body to temper his physical form.

Such an action was unheard of. Even if someone wanted to use the Heavenly Tribulation to refine their body, no one would dare to directly introduce the power of the Heavenly Tribulation into their body like Qin Yuan did.