Chapter 263: Diabolical Tribulation of World Refinement (1/2)

“That’s not heavenly lightning!” Lu Yun frowned.

In the sky, black lightning crackled, thick with the intent of death. A sense of decay and corruption enveloped all of Dusk Province and despair weighed heavily on everyone’s chest.

There was a goal within that lightning to destroy everything within reach, and all living creatures shuddered in response.

This was the final obstacle before the Dao Flower could fully bloom and the restored path of cultivation be integrated back into the world. If they succeeded, every cultivator would be able to ascend to the void realm, the last segment of the cultivation path.

If they failed, all of their efforts would go up in literal smoke.

“Good, fantastic!” Jin Shikong crowed with laughter. “Strike! Strike down Lu Yun and those four!” He’d lost all resemblance of sanity at this point.

Once the tribulation destroyed the Dao Flower and the hairy monsters took Qing Han and the others, it would be as if the void realm had never existed at all. Everything would go back to the way it was. Then, it wouldn’t matter at all what the Jin Clan had done, or that Jin Shikong had attacked Lu Yun with a weapon of war.

At this moment, no one even spared him a glance. The Feng Clan, too, was waffling between whether they wanted the flower to bloom or be destroyed and didn’t dare show their true feelings, regardless. Their dilemma arose from the fact that Feng Wuhui had attacked the Dao Flower and almost crushed it with ten thousand formations. They were spared public hostility simply because they were one of the top clans in the world, and possessed powerful immortals among their ranks.

“Prepare the weapon of war!” shouted a dao immortal from the Nephrite Court. They were on the border of Outré Province, so he didn’t have to suppress his cultivation.

Hope sparked in Jin Shikong’s eyes, but was quickly snuffed out when the immortal ordered, “Aim for the tribulation clouds and scatter them!”

“Understood!” several heavenly soldiers roared in response.

Rumble.

A formation took shape, forming a battle image to supply the weapon with power.

Bam!

An enormous beam of light pierced the sky and slammed into the patch of clouds over Dusk City, clearing the sky for a moment.

“That did it!” cheered many cultivators.

“That’s not gonna work,” Lu Yun muttered, hovering in the air and looking at the gloomy sky. As he expected, more black clouds gathered immediately after, renewing the atmosphere of decay and corruption.

The crowd looked on in dismay, and the dao immortal who’d ordered the attack froze.

Crackle!

A strand of black lightning broke out of the thunderclouds and struck at the Dao Flower. Fear radiated from the four blood-stained paths when the bolt snaked to the ground. The void realm monsters greatly feared the tribulation and its power of decay.

Lu Yun lifted his hand and activated the Thunder Palmstrike, attempting to absorb the lightning, but scowled when he realized that he couldn’t.

“Then I’ll take it head on!”

Hum.

With a wave of his hand, he had Feinie set up a defensive formation to shield the Dao Flower and his companions underneath it.

Bam!

The black lightning smashed into the formation with great ferocity and shattered it, despite it being personally set up by Feinie. A second, third, and even more formations emerged overhead, but formations that had previously endured even shots from a weapon of war cracked like eggshells in face of the tribulation.

It took only an instant for a strand of black lighting to pierce through multiple layers of formations and crash into the flower.

Bam!

Their local patch of sky trembled as an ugly scar snaked through the flower. Blood seeped out from the mouths of Qing Han, Wu Tulong, Zi Chen, and Mo Qitian, evidence of their great injuries.