Chapter 1188: The Karmic Tree Displays Its Might (1/2)
“So it’s this kind of thunder tribulation!” Lu Yun’s eyes widened and he splayed his hand, calling upon the Thunder Palmstrike and swallowing the bolt of black lightning.
He’d seen this kind of lightning before and had met it when he was setting up the Dragonspike in the Exalted Immortal Sect. It’d also taken a great deal of effort back then, and the Thunder Palmstrike as well, to quell that tribulation.
He’d then used the lightning he’d collected to subdue the endless immortals of the sect. To think that he’d meet the same kind of thunder tribulation when ascending to chaos realm!
When he’d collected that black lightning, he’d seen quite clearly that it was an amalgamation of the black electricity from the chaos tribulation. So his heavenly tribulation was the chaos tribulation itself!
Then… where do chaos tribulations come from?
Lu Yun knew how chaos tribulations were formed, but why did the collision of the chaos sun and moon create the black electricity?
There was no time for him to ponder this question further. After absorbing the first lightning bolt, a second, third… many more ghostly faces came barreling out of the vortex of thunder and lightning. Snarling, they all pounced on Lu Yun to lay waste to him.
“These vicious ghosts won’t explode into lightning as long as my own power doesn’t touch them!” he suddenly realized.
The ghosts were just a smokescreen. As soon as he attacked them, they dissolved into lightning that struck down on Lu Yun. If it wasn’t for his Thunder Palmstrike at the ready at all times, that initial bolt would’ve reduced him to dust!
His current level of strength couldn’t endure this dreadful attack; the black lightning was enough to kill him many times over. Hellfire couldn’t help him now and neither was the Tome of Life and Death showing any signs of activity. This was his heavenly tribulation of ascension—it was solely up to him.
Lu Yun propelled his methods and arts to their utmost, making sure that none of the hundred vicious ghosts could touch even the hem of his robes. He didn’t just focus on evasion, but punched out at a ghost to force them into lightning form, then used the Thunder Palmstrike to devour them whenever he found a proper opportunity.
He was solidly in the chaos realm now. With the dao fruit of his past self, he didn’t need to successfully weather his tribulation first in order to cement his new cultivation level.
Death arts in the chaos cultivation level exhibited terrifying power. Lu Yun could simultaneously swallow three hundred and sixty-five bolts of lightning at their current level, condense them into thunder beads, and hang them on his nascent spirit.
However, the vicious ghosts made from thunder and lightning were equally petrifying. For every one that Lu Yun dispelled, another hundred rose up in its place.
When three hundred and sixty-five beads hung on his nascent spirit, he opened his arms wide and let loose with a crescent of black electricity a few ten thousand kilometers long. He smote the vortex of his tribulation with a fearsome rumble, shaking the six palaces not too far away and annihilating all of the vengeful spirits that hadn’t escaped in time.
The sheer force dispersed the vortex and even destroyed the bank of black tribulation clouds high up in the void. What Lu Yun had released through the Thunder Palmstrike wasn’t just the energy of three hundred and sixty-five thunder beads, but a death art enhanced version of all of the combined beads together!
He hadn’t struck back with the previous thunder tribulation, but a thunder method under the death arts.
Though the tribulation clouds were no longer, Lu Yun’s trial continued. In fact, all of his hairs suddenly rose on end. A pair of vivid green eyes came after the thunder tribulation, one that scanned at him like the eyes of a hungry wolf.