"Boom boom boom..."
In the high sky, as everyone discussed, the Divine Tribulation continued to fall without stopping.
The further it progressed, the more terrifying the Heavenly Might within the Divine Tribulation beca.
Mo Wangchen wielded the Burning Spirit Sword, as if dragging a Heavenly Mountain, continuously swinging, slashing through the Heavenly Vault.
"Crack!"
All the Divine Tribulations were shattered by a single slash of his sword.
"Eight hundred Divine Tribulations!"
Finally, as ti passed, in the high sky above, the eight-hundredth Divine Tribulation took shape, incomparably more terrifying than all previous Thunder Calamities.
Man City trembled again, and those elder experts and Saint Master level figures all gasped in shock.
"Surpassing Emperor Huo, bringing forth eight hundred Divine Tribulations, could this youth... be breaking the ancient legend, surpassing the Primordial Spirit Emperor?" many elder level figures couldn’t help but tremble slightly.
Although the Void Realm had the Divine Tablet for many years, it had been a long ti since a figure like the Primordial Spirit Emperor was born.
"Eight hundred and one..."
"Eight hundred and two..."
"Eight hundred... and three!"
Finally, the eight-hundredth and third Divine Tribulation descended, shattered by Mo Wangchen with a single slash of the Burning Spirit Sword.
The vast montum surged forth, and the entire sky grew darker at this mont.
Many people gasped, "He really did it, eight hundred and three Divine Tribulations, he can stand shoulder to shoulder with the Primordial Spirit Emperor of old!"
"Not only that, his Spirit Sea... is still continuing to derive, which ans that the number of Divine Tribulations he crosses will be more than the Primordial Spirit Emperor, making him the one who crosses the most Divine Tribulations in our Void Realm’s current Era."
Many Saint Master level experts discussed fervently, their hearts deeply shaken, understanding what this ant.
In the Ancient Era, after the Primordial Spirit Emperor proved the Dao and beca a god, he swept through the world, unstoppable across the eight lands.
He was a legendary figure who crossed eight hundred and three Divine Tribulations and was invincible in the world after proving the Dao and becoming a god in his era.
Yet today, a young man from the Real World surpassed the Primordial Spirit Emperor, breaking that ancient legend.
"Is it not over yet..."
Mo Wangchen squinted his eyes slightly, holding a black Heavy Sword, standing fiercely in the Void.
He ignored the discussions of those in Divine City below, because at this mont, he couldn’t afford any distraction.
A full eight hundred and three Divine Tribulations, yet his Divine Sea was still evolving.
Mo Wangchen’s expression was very solemn, knowing he was almost at his limit.
He wanted to ask sothing to the Jade Emperor within the Holy Seal, but the latter was nowhere to be found, having severed all their connections completely.
Mo Wangchen understood that the Jade Emperor did this to avoid hindering his breakthrough, fearing any impact.
"My body is nearly exhausted, I need to recover a bit, otherwise the following Divine Tribulations..."
Frowning slightly, Mo Wangchen murmured to himself, surprised inwardly. After so many years of cultivation, his Divine King Body was always undefeated, Divine Power never ending.
Yet today, facing the Divine Tribulation, it was the first ti he showed weakness, feeling his entire body’s bones trembling. If this continued, he feared he might fall under the Divine Tribulation, body reduced to ashes.
"Hum..."
As his voice fell, Mo Wangchen exhaled a long breath, the frightening brilliance in his eyes retracting in that instant.
The entire person appeared to wilt slightly, sitting cross-legged directly in the sky.
"Has he given up?"
Seeing Mo Wangchen’s actions, everyone in Divine City was stunned.
"The Divine Tribulation is too terrifying, already over eight hundred, nearly possessing the power to destroy the heavens, beyond human ability to resist. Mo Wangchen, though a dual genius in alchemy and martial arts, might he fail in becoming a god today..."
Many people frowned, thinking Mo Wangchen might be giving up on resisting.
His Divine Sea was still deriving, as if showing no sign of ending, not knowing how many more Divine Tribulations would co.
Now, he had already resisted eight hundred and three Heavenly Tribulations, standing shoulder to shoulder with the Primordial Spirit Emperor of old.
Such talent was extraordinary, and his continuously deriving Divine Sea could be considered unprecedented.
"This person is too monstrous; even the Heavenly Dao does not tolerate him. His failure to beco a god today might not be a bad thing."
Behind Emperor Huo, the two Divine Envoys exhaled in relief.
Compared to the Divine Pen in the Void Mountain Range, Mo Wangchen posed a greater threat to them.
Once this person grows, he will be invincible in the world, sweeping across the eight lands and Void Realm; who could stop him?
His existence poses not just a threat to the Fire God Clan but to the entire Void Realm!
"No."
However, as the two Divine Envoys’ words fell, Emperor Huo shook his head ahead, his eyes narrowed into slits, "He hasn’t given up, he’s still resisting!"
"Hum..."
As Emperor Huo’s words fell, in an instant, the entire sky above Divine City trembled slightly.
Then, the Divine Fire spread like a raging Fire Sea, instantly covering the whole sky above Divine City.
"Such powerful flas!"
Emperor Huo’s eyes shone brightly. As the Emperor of the Fire God Clan, his Spiritual Energy or Great Dao Divine Power was all scorching.
In the world, the most powerful fla is in the Fire God Clan.
It could be said, as the Emperor of the Fire God Clan, in today’s world, among the younger generation, Emperor Huo could be called the god of fire, immune to the world’s flas.
Yet today, in the Divine Fire released by Mo Wangchen, he felt an imnse threat.
Emperor Huo would not doubt for a mont that if Mo Wangchen’s Divine Fire targeted him, he would be unable to resist it, and even if he could, he would pay a huge price!
"What is this?"
In Divine City, all the cultivators were shocked, the Saint Master level experts deeply shaken, clearly sensing the terrifying power of these flas.
"Hum..."
In the high sky, Mo Wangchen sat cross-legged, quietly using the Heavenly Subduing Technique to repair his body.
He intended to use Divine Fire to hold back the Divine Tribulation montarily, buying so recovery ti.
Under the gaze of everyone in Man City, eventually, the surging Fire Sea, roaring like a tide, unyielding, burned the Void, fearing no Heavenly Might, forming one fire wall after another above Mo Wangchen’s head.
"Rumble..."
With a mighty roar, the eight hundred and fourth Divine Tribulation descended, yet upon contacting Mo Wangchen’s Divine Fire, the thunder instantly collapsed, or rather, was completely incinerated by the scorching flas.
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