From Godhood to the Heavens

Suddenly, the charcoal slag moved, as if a chain reaction had occurred. Cracks spread across the charcoal, and specks of light seeped out from it.

Then a gust of wind blew by, and a figure as white as jade emerged from the charred remains, its entire body enveloped in golden light, as if a celestial being had descended to earth.

"Success!"

Some disciples of Mount Shu couldn't help but cheer and jump, shouting loudly, but the next moment, a reprimanding voice rang out.

"Stop yelling, it's not over yet!"

Sure enough, the thunderclouds in the sky seemed to cover the entire world, yet they showed no sign of dissipating.

Dark clouds churned, lightning snakes danced within them, and lightning dragons leaped in the middle, as an aura of destruction gradually rose.

Fang Ping raised his hand, slowly clenched his fist, briefly felt his own body, and a smile appeared on his lips.

The physical body was refined and strengthened by more than one level, as if it had been reborn.

Looking up at the sky and sensing the thunderclouds that were still gathering, Fang Ping's lips curled into a crazy smile.

A long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and to everyone's astonishment, a powerful aura emanated from Fang Ping.

"Let the thunder come even more fiercely!"

In an instant, a terrifying sword aura shot upwards, splitting the tribulation clouds in the sky in two.

"Has he gone mad?" A sect leader from a nearby mountain asked, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Provoking the heavenly tribulation? How can there be such a madman in this world?"

"He's doomed. Those who can survive the Heavenly Tribulation are already less than one in a hundred, and he dared to provoke us. He will surely be punished by Heaven!"

Master Qingwei couldn't help but tug at his beard, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

At the same time, he said, "Junior Brother Fang Ping is steady in his actions and must be fully confident. Fellow junior brothers, there is no need to worry!"

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Demon Lord Chonglou laughed heartily, a hint of admiration in his eyes, and said, "Good, only someone like this is worthy of being my opponent!"

"What kind of bullshit heavenly tribulation and heavenly rules are these? If anyone disagrees, just chop them down with one stroke!"

As if sensing the provocation, the thunderclouds churned, and the original thunder snakes and dragons all disappeared, while the original lightning turned crimson.

Amidst the pitch-black thunderclouds, flashes of blood-red light occasionally appeared, and then in the next instant, a crimson spear fell down, striking Fang Ping with a thunderous boom.

As if to shatter it, before the first strike was even finished, the second bolt of lightning, two crimson spears, had already fallen instantly.

The third one followed closely behind, and four long, crimson bolts crashed down with a thunderous roar.

With nowhere to hide and nowhere to avoid, it appeared in the sky in an instant and hurtled towards Fang Ping.

Fang Ping neither dodged nor avoided, his eyes burning with fierce flames, and he charged forward to meet the spear head-on. The spear pierced through his body in an instant, and endless lightning spread all over his body.

In an instant, his entire body underwent another cleansing.

His physical body was constantly being reborn from destruction, radiating dazzling light and boundless brilliance. One after another, the Immortal Beans were swallowed by Fang Ping.

Meanwhile, the Demon Lord Chonglou, seeing the increasingly dense spears before him, became even more solemn with his arms crossed.

He looked up at the Heavenly Tribulation, then at Fang Ping, his brows furrowing tightly.

This level of attack was something that even the so-called immortals in the celestial realm could rarely withstand, yet someone who was still undergoing tribulation endured it with ease.

And this was only the second tribulation of lightning. Immediately following were the sixth, seventh, eighth, and ninth lightning strikes, as if they never stopped, as if they wanted to kill Fang Ping and give him no chance to rest.

The Heavenly Emperor in the Celestial Realm had suddenly turned cold, seemingly ever since Fang Ping swung his sword to cleave the Heavenly Tribulation and challenged the might of Heaven.

Those who disregard the authority of the emperor should be punished.

The Heavenly Court was completely silent, and none of the immortals and gods below dared to speak.

This man is even more arrogant than General Fei Peng!

Although Fei Peng was arrogant, he dared not defy the heavenly rules!

Looking up at the Heavenly Emperor above, the immortals silently lowered their heads.

At some point, Demon Lord Chonglou's expression grew increasingly solemn, as he felt his worldview was being challenged.

Something's not right about this tribulation. Tribulations are tests, tests of cultivation. Usually, after a tribulation, there is enough time for the person undergoing the tribulation to adjust and rest.

They wouldn't just keep coming one after another, giving us no chance to catch our breath.

The tribulation seeker below was also incredibly strange. This level of tribulation had long exceeded the limit that this realm could withstand, yet the other party stubbornly endured countless strikes.

Not only that, the aura of the tribulation seeker also became stronger and stronger, and even if they were on the verge of death one second, they would be back to normal the next.

A moment later, everything returned to calm. The ninth bolt of heavenly lightning struck, and countless crimson lightning spears rained down, seemingly intent on destroying the mortal realm.

However, as the endless thunder dissipated, amidst a sea of ​​lightning, that figure seemed like a god who controlled the thunder.

Fang Ping was breathing heavily, feeling as if he were an inflating balloon, with endless thunder surging within his body, and the enormous energy seemed about to burst his physical body.

Greed is indeed a poison. Fang Ping's progress in the Great Celestial Immortal Technique was incredibly rapid, as if he had a speed booster on, which surprised and delighted him immensely.

He frantically compressed his physical body, refining all the lightning within, and endless lightning slurry flowed through every vein and cell of his body.

Time seemed to pass incredibly long, and the thunderclouds in the sky seemed to quiet down in an instant.

Demon Lord Chonglou frowned. The Three-Nine Heavenly Tribulation is usually the third or ninth tribulation for others, when they might evolve into divine weapons.

However, Fang Ping's second tribulation had already evolved to this extent. He simply couldn't imagine what the third tribulation would be like.

After a long silence, Fang Ping looked up at the sky, his brow twitched, and a sense of foreboding rose in his heart.

In the next instant, a bolt of purple lightning suddenly struck, appeared in a flash, and vanished into his mind.

Fang Ping's figure froze in mid-air for a moment, as if time had stood still.

Demon Lord Chonglou's expression changed slightly, a hint of horror flashing in his eyes, and he exclaimed, "The Tribulation of the Inner Demon!"

Throughout his life, Demon Lord Chonglou suffered many injuries, but the one that brought him closest to death was the inner demon tribulation he experienced when he was undergoing the Xuanxian tribulation.

For a moment, Fang Ping froze in place, staring at the empty street, feeling a vague sense of familiarity.

He took a few steps forward slowly, when a figure blocked his way, forcing him into the alley.

Fang Ping instinctively wanted to resist, but he only felt weak and powerless, as if he had lost something.

Seeing that figure, with its fist raised high, a person suddenly appeared in front of him, their exquisite face, dazzling golden hair, and gentle smile seeming to strike Fang Ping's heart in an instant.

"Child, do you want to experience the wonder of angels?"