Becoming a true immortal through my descendents' praying Chapter 337 - 301: Dual Cultivation of Martial Arts: Qi Cult

Human World, truly capricious.

"No! Even without attaining the Golden Core, I can kill him!"

Yang Fu’s complexion was crazed, having already reached a point of no return!

"Qi Cultivation twenty-first layer!"

Yang Fu grabbed hold of a strand of Dao Essence and stuffed it into his mouth!

A golden radiance burst forth within his body!

Behind Yang Fu, the Six Paths Spiritual Power, which had already solidified into a river of spiritual energy, now contained a gentle force that, astonishingly, began to move again, compressing even further!

Boom!

The Thunder Cloud that had been brewing for a long ti saw Yang Fu beginning his ascent and struck him fiercely!

The red lightning illuminated the Dragon Palace!

This Heavenly Tribulation was extrely ferocious!

All the cultivators below, without an exception, had never witnessed such a furious Heavenly Tribulation!

"Can a cultivator at the peak of Foundation Establishnt Perfection withstand this?"

"Even with a hundred years of accumulation, facing this Heavenly Tribulation... I’d still have a ten-out-of-ten chance of death!"

"Red Heavenly Tribulation... Could this person be a Demon Cultivator who has committed countless murders and is being punished by the heavens?"

"It can only be so; the Heavenly Tribulation seems to want him dead..."

"Let’s see if this treasure can help him get through such a terrifying red Heavenly Tribulation."

A typical cultivator at the Foundation Establishnt Stage normally faces a blue Heavenly Tribulation when advancing to the Golden Core Realm, which, once crossed, allows them to condense a Golden Core and beco indestructible like Vajra.

But Yang Fu’s was a red Heavenly Tribulation, the terrifying pressure looming over every cultivator in this palace.

No one present, not even Emperor Yin, was confident in surviving such a tribulation.

Behind him, that coffin was trembling slightly, fearful of the might of heaven and earth.

"Cough cough cough~ To think it’s the ’Golden Cicada Exuvia’..."

Emperor Yin coughed a few tis, watching silently.

Boom!

With the first strike of Heavenly Tribulation, Yang Fu’s body burst out with copious amounts of blood!

The muscles over his entire body were torn apart by the fearso Heavenly Tribulation!

Yang Fu after all had a body at the peak of the Divinity Realm!

Whilst most cultivators of the sa realm in the Foundation Establishnt Stage only possessed bodies akin to that of innate grandmasters.

The first lightning strike had already shattered his physical body!

At that mont, Yang Fu lost all strength in his body...entering a near-death state.

Whoosh!

The Heavenly Tribulation turned into countless scattered Thunder Spiritual Powers, surging into Yang Fu’s body; Yang Fu with his unrelenting will to survive, harnessed his Divine Sense to guide the massive Thunder Spiritual Power into his dantian.

Like a flood, the Thunder Spiritual Power under the control of Yang Fu’s Divine Sense turned into a Thunder Hamr and smashed ferociously onto his Six Paths Spiritual Power River!

Clang!

The solid spiritual energy river was harshly struck, instantly shrinking sowhat in size!

The spiritual power was compressed even tighter!

"It’s working!"

At this mont, the abundant life force and spiritual energy from the Golden Cicada Exuvia flowed into Yang Fu’s body.

His flesh, which had been completely torn apart, began to regenerate from the bloodbath.

Under the resplendent golden light.

Yang Fu’s flesh regrew and beca even stronger!

"Bring it on!"

Boom!

Thunder Cloud struck again; Yang Fu absorbed the Thunder Spiritual Power and turned it into a massive hamr to smash the Six Paths Spiritual Power River, his body nearing death, the Golden Cicada Exuvia once again repairing Yang Fu’s flesh...

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Yang Fu’s body continually reborn from destruction, the long river of Six Paths Spiritual Power being hamred by the lightning strikes shrinking and becoming smoother...

After six rounds of the thunder tribulation, the Thunder Cloud slowly dissipated... All the cultivators outside held their breath, waiting for the final outco.

Although everyone knew that such a terrifying Heavenly Tribulation was simply not sothing a peak Foundation Establishnt Stage cultivator could withstand.

Especially since everyone’s storage rings had been left outside the Dragon God Immortal Palace, so they couldn’t use many of their life-saving thods.

"A one out of ten chance of survival..."

An elderly cultivator sighed; he too had once advanced to the Golden Core Realm, but had not survived the tribulation and failed, barely clinging on to life. It took him years to recover and regain his strength.

His own Heavenly Tribulation was not even half as powerful as this red one.

The dark clouds dispersed, and the sun of the Dragon God Immortal Palace erged.

Warm rays of light fell upon the land.

The golden exuvia began to slowly lt, a young man standing naked in midair, his skin smooth and delicate like that of a newborn baby, spiritual power concealed, showing no sign of his realm.

However, behind him floated six round beads, abundant in spiritual power, moving freely.

In the sunlight, they radiated dazzling light, as if containing endless Dao Essences of heaven and earth.

"Six Golden Cores!!!"

"My god! What kind of monster is this!"

"No wonder he faced such a terrifying Heavenly Tribulation!"

"Frightening, truly!"

"Immortal Palace, send him away! If this guy doesn’t leave, we’ll all be dead."

Yang Fu opened his eyes and extended his hand slightly.

Whoosh!

The Vestnt robe of Lower Grade Treasure one of the male cultivators had exchanged vanished instantaneously and appeared on Yang Fu in the next mont.

"My treasure!!!"

No one knew how he had taken it; the cultivator had no ti to react!

Whoosh!

Emperor Yin, carrying his coffin, promptly fled!

His body flew like the wind, leaving a trail of afterimages.

Other cultivators were all stunned!

"There’s another expert?"

"What kind of speed is that!"

"There are too many monsters here..."

Yang Fu coldly said, "Do you think you can escape?"

Swipe!

Yang Fu disappeared from his original position, and in the next mont appeared in front of Emperor Yin.

A kick.

Bang!

Emperor Yin, along with the coffin, was kicked back!

Boom!

As he landed, Emperor Yin spat out a mouthful of blood, his coffin shattered, and a zombie ran out from inside.

Roar!!!

The bandages of the zombie unwrapped, imdiately revealing the complete Golden Core Realm body!

Corpse Qi enveloped the area, causing all the cultivators to retreat a full mile, their breathing beca rapid.

"A clash of top experts."

Such terrifying strength!

Emperor Yin stood up from the ground, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, his expression stern.

"I didn’t expect you to have achieved the Fake Pill Realm... As both of us are in the Fake Pill Realm, you know... you cannot do anything to us. Let’s call it quits here, we each go our own ways for opportunities, how about it?"