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The second strike of heavenly lightning caused Zhang Peng's Star Shield to teeter on the brink of collapse, its light flickering erratically under the powerful electric shock, as if it would shatter at any moment. A deafening roar echoed through the valley, the powerful sound waves whipping up a cloud of dust and stones, prompting the surrounding cultivators to unleash their spells to defend themselves.

"Go, Senior Zhang Peng!" Li Yifeng clenched his fist and shouted loudly. His voice sounded somewhat weak in the noisy environment, but it was filled with fervent concern and expectation. The Starry Sky Sect disciples beside him also looked tense, their eyes fixed on Zhang Peng in the arena, silently praying for him. Starry Sky Sect Master Lin Xingchen frowned, his hands behind his back, a hint of worry in his eyes, thinking to himself: "The power of this Ascension Tribulation is far beyond imagination. Although Fellow Daoist Zhang Peng is exceptionally strong, it will probably not be easy for him to overcome this tribulation."

Valley Master Su Miaoshou watched Zhang Peng struggle against the heavenly lightning, clutching a jade bottle containing pills tightly in his hand, his heart filled with anxiety. He knew that if Zhang Peng successfully ascended, it would be of great significance to the entire cultivation world, not only bringing new opportunities and breakthroughs but also inspiring countless younger cultivators to forge ahead. "Fellow Daoist Zhang Peng, you must hold on!" Su Miaoshou silently prayed in his heart.

At this moment, Zhang Peng's clothes were torn by the residual power of the heavenly lightning, and his hair flew wildly in disarray, but his eyes remained incredibly firm, showing no sign of retreat. He knew that the Ascension Tribulation was the ultimate test on his path of cultivation, not only a contest of strength but also a tempering of his will. He circulated the power of the stars, attempting to repair the damaged stellar shield, while simultaneously mobilizing the mysterious power within his body to find a way to deal with the heavenly lightning.

In the historical records of the cultivation world, the number and power of the heavenly lightning during the ascension tribulation vary from person to person, and there is no fixed number. However, each bolt of heavenly lightning contains the power of the laws of heaven and earth, aiming to eliminate those cultivators with unstable foundations and weak wills. Zhang Peng understood that he must find a way to survive and break through his own limitations amidst these numerous tribulations.

The tribulation clouds in the sky grew thicker and thicker, with black mist churning within them, like a colossal beast lurking in the darkness, ready to unleash a fatal blow at any moment. The third bolt of heavenly lightning slowly condensed at the center of the tribulation clouds. Its color was deeper than the previous two bolts, displaying a profound purplish-black hue, and its lightning emitted a chilling aura.

"The power of this heavenly lightning is probably several times that of the previous two!" a family elder said solemnly. The surrounding cultivators nodded in agreement, their faces showing worry. In the cultivation world, failing to transcend tribulation meant the annihilation of the soul and eternal damnation—an ending no cultivator wanted to face.

Zhang Peng felt the immense pressure of the third bolt of heavenly lightning. He took a deep breath, and the power of the stars and the mysterious force perfectly merged within his body, forming an even more powerful force. He unleashed the fused power, "Starry Mystic Guardian Light," and a multicolored beam of light shot out from his hand, forming an indestructible barrier that tightly protected him within.

"Boom!" The third bolt of heavenly lightning, like a massive meteorite, slammed heavily into Zhang Peng's barrier, carrying an aura of destruction. The moment the barrier collided with the lightning, a blinding light erupted, and powerful energy fluctuations spread outwards from the point of impact. Under the impact of this force, the surrounding mountains developed more cracks, and some smaller peaks even collapsed entirely, sending debris raining down.

Inside the barrier, Zhang Peng endured immense pressure. His body trembled under the impact of the heavenly lightning, and a trickle of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth, yet his eyes remained resolute. He silently conjured up the image of Earth in his mind; it was the source of his faith, the driving force that propelled him forward on his path of cultivation. "I must return to Earth! I must successfully ascend!" Zhang Peng shouted in his heart.

Under the impact of the immense force, cracks began to appear in Zhang Peng's barrier. He knew that the power of this heavenly lightning had exceeded his expectations, and it would be difficult to withstand it with his current strength. He began to recall every battle and breakthrough he had experienced in the cultivation world, trying to find inspiration from them. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him; he remembered the powerful effect produced by the fusion of power when he fought alongside his companions.

"Perhaps I can draw upon the power of the surrounding天地 (heaven and earth)!" Zhang Peng's heart stirred. He closed his eyes, concentrated his mind, and tried to establish a connection with the power of the surrounding天地 (heaven and earth). His consciousness, like an invisible thread, spread outwards, sensing the flow of spiritual energy between heaven and earth. Gradually, he discovered that the power of the surrounding天地 (heaven and earth) began to converge towards him under his guidance.

"Success!" Zhang Peng was overjoyed. He merged the gathered power of heaven and earth into the mysterious protective light of the stars, and the barrier's light instantly became even more dazzling, the cracks beginning to heal. The power of the third bolt of heavenly lightning was gradually weakened by this immense force, eventually disappearing completely…