Covering the Sky: Becoming an Emperor Through Sole Cultivation of the Sea of ​​Wheels

Chapter 103 The Sea of ​​Suffering Appears

"Do you think Mo Wuji has a chance of surviving this tribulation?"

"Absolutely impossible!"

"The Taiyin True Tribulation and the Taiyang True Tribulation are terrifying heavenly tribulations with a nine-out-of-ten chance of death for cultivators in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm."

"Now that both of these great calamities are manifesting simultaneously, the difficulty has increased many times over!"

"And Mo Wuji's aura at this moment... is somewhere between the Dao Palace and the Four Extremes."

"Mo Wuji must have broken some taboo to attract this calamity. Heaven has left him no way out; he's absolutely doomed!"

"Such a prodigy, destined to be a fleeting talent, only to fade away like a flash in the pan?"

"Even if he is a scoundrel of human desires, I can't help but feel a little sorry for him."

These cultivators hadn't witnessed Mo Wuji's earlier display of his true strength, so they were generally pessimistic about his fate.

Wait a minute, doesn't this mean that Fairy Yi Qingwu is going to be single again?

This is truly a joyous occasion! May you rest in peace, Mo Wuji!

Moreover, with the added identity of a widow, the charm of Fairy Yi Qingwu, dressed in flowing white robes and as aloof as an immortal, seems even greater!

Just as the cultivators were discussing this, the long-accumulated heavenly tribulation finally descended.

Two thick, mountain-like lightning pillars shot out from the Thunder Pool, one golden and the other black, both striking down towards Mo Wuji.

The whole world was roaring, and all other noises disappeared!

Mo Wuji stood tall and straight, neither dodging nor avoiding, facing the heavenly tribulation head-on.

The lightning pillar not only contains the power of thunder and the power of heaven and earth, but also the most primordial power of the yin and yang, making it extremely terrifying and horrifying.

As expected, Mo Wuji was sent flying, his skin torn and bleeding, suffering a severe injury.

"See, I told you so!"

"This Mo Wuji is simply overestimating himself."

Laughter and mockery of Mo Wuji rose and fell in waves.

But the next moment, these people fell silent.

The golden plasma that splashed out burned down several mountains, while another mountain range was frozen into dust by the black plasma.

This is just the aftereffect!

How terrifying must the tribulation that Mo Wuji is now facing be?

Ask yourself honestly, if you were facing such a calamity, could you survive?

If you look carefully, you might find some ashes.

So the Heavenly Tribulation can go home after get off work, and relatives and friends can start preparing for the feast.

Mo Wuji's expression was resolute, and there was not a trace of worry in his eyes; instead, they shone with a burning passion.

He sensed that this tribulation contained not only destructive power but also the potential for new life. His body, which had just undergone a metamorphosis, was beginning to transform once more!

Mo Wuji revealed his own suffering and together they underwent the baptism of heavenly tribulation.

This is both a calamity and an opportunity!

Amidst the roaring waves, an illusory ocean appeared around Mo Wuji, its size comparable to a divine city, covering an area of ​​a hundred miles, no different from the scope of the Heavenly Tribulation.

This ocean is chaotic and expansive, with astonishing Daoist charm. Endless life essence is boiling, and strange phenomena are appearing, as if a universe is evolving.

"Could this be... the Sea of ​​Bitterness? Mo Wuji is actually following the method of cultivating a single secret realm. He's a real freak."

"No! This isn't just a simple sea of ​​suffering. Look at those mysterious patterns, what are they made of?"

"It's a divine rune!!!"

"This is still Mo Wuji's weapon?!"

Then, everyone was stunned speechless by this groundbreaking news, including Yi Qingwu and her apprentice, who had a very high opinion of Mo Wuji.

Can one make a vessel in the sea of ​​suffering?

In the aftermath of the initial shock, criticism intensified, with comments like, "To turn one's own suffering into a vessel—what a pipe dream!"

"Throughout history, I could not find another madman as audacious as him."

"In a sense, this is something that is extremely rare and unique throughout history."

"Is this the taboo that Mo Wuji has broken?"

Suddenly someone shouted, "Back off!"

As the sea of ​​suffering manifested, the power of the heavenly tribulation intensified once more.

"See? Even God doesn't approve of him!"

Nine golden bolts of solar lightning and nine black bolts of lunar lightning struck down simultaneously.

The sea of ​​suffering surged and hovered around Mo Wuji, experiencing the tribulation of lightning with him. He was struck by the sea of ​​lightning, leaving countless electric marks and innate patterns.

Unimaginable pain surged through him, and Mo Wuji's entire body began to crack.

But he still held his head high, trying to capture the Dao patterns within the Heavenly Tribulation. His Dao heart was as clear as a mirror as he comprehended the profound mystery of Yin and Yang working together.

A colossal wave surged within the Sea of ​​Bitterness, as if the True Thunder of the Sun and the True Thunder of the Moon were about to annihilate the entire ocean.

However, in the process, traces of primordial yin and yang energy are inevitably left in the sea of ​​suffering. The sea of ​​suffering, like its master, strives to absorb these primordial energies.

Mo Wuji and even the Bitter Sea, which was comparable to a divine city, were bathed in endless lightning, and the world was dyed in the colors of black and gold.

This is a sea of ​​thunder composed of the true thunder of the moon and the true thunder of the sun, extremely terrifying.

The sea of ​​lightning was incredibly intense, every wisp of electricity radiating unparalleled sharpness, capable of destroying and shattering everything.

When the sea of ​​lightning dissipated, Mo Wuji's body was completely shattered, torn to pieces, and was even worse than a tattered sack.

The sea of ​​suffering seemed to have been evaporated, the vast ocean vanished, and not even a trace of life essence remained.

"Is Mo Wuji dead?"

This is what everyone feels.

The cultivators widened their eyes, and Yi Qingwu and her disciples were also on edge. The Five-Colored Divine Ox was restless, its iron hooves crushing a mountain, and the hot breath it exhaled caused a torrential downpour to fall from the mountain.

The next moment, a loud sound began to echo throughout the world, like the beating of drums, like the grand sound of a great bell. This was Mo Wuji's new heart beginning to beat.

Under the baptism of lightning, he shed his old form and was reborn, emerging from his cocoon like a butterfly.

The newborn body is dazzling and flawless, like a beautiful jade carefully sculpted by heaven.

Mo Wuji began to radiate light, as if an incomparably majestic god had descended to earth.

The sea of ​​suffering has also completed its transformation, and the newly formed ocean is filling up at a visible speed, becoming even more mysterious and hazy.

The entire Bitter Sea radiated a magnificent glow, in shades of black and gold, representing the most primordial energy of the Yin and Yang.

Mo Wuji's sea of ​​suffering now resembled a heavenly palace, a Buddhist kingdom, and a pure land!

The group of cultivators felt a mix of emotions: admiration? regret? jealousy? resentment... Yi Qingwu and her disciples unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. As proud female prodigies, they always paid extra attention to men who were stronger than themselves.

The five-colored divine ox excitedly bellowed to the sky. If it weren't for the many people around it eyeing its master with covetous intent, making it aware of the danger, it would have already started bragging, being a clever ox.

Before everyone could even marvel, the tribulation was far from over.

Almost the instant Mo Wuji completed his transformation, nine golden sun crows and nine jade moon rabbits burst forth from the Thunder Pool in the sky, charging towards Mo Wuji.

This is a celestial spirit composed of lightning, extremely terrifying.

Each of the golden crows of the sun has wings like clouds hanging from the sky, and with a soft cry, the void is torn apart.

Each Moon Rabbit is like a star fallen to earth; with each step it takes, the entire world trembles.

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