"Bring it on! I’ll just enjoy myself!" Ye Fan said coldly. Of course, he lost all his confidence in the next mont. The Heavenly Punishnt was gathering, and though the Nirvana had not yet begun, Ye Fan knew this was going to be so ’fun’.
BOOM!
A bolt of lightning struck down, hitting Ye Fan on the shoulder.
BAM!
It sparked fiercely. Even though his Godhead blocked it, his physical body still suffered.
"Ah!" Ye Fan let out a pained wail.
He had not expected this Heavenly Punishnt to be so brutal. Although this tribulation was not as intense as his previous Nirvana, it was the one that had injured him most deeply.
That single bolt left him lying on the ground, foaming at the mouth and trembling, but it was not over yet.
Just then, three more bolts of lightning fell from the sky, striking the top of his head. The impact nearly shattered his body, but the Divine Dragon Essence Blood began to rapidly repair the damage. Otherwise, this strike would have been fatal.
He knew this wasn’t the end. Whenever he underwent Nirvana, he had to prepare for the worst. It had to be said that his talent was truly extre; otherwise, the Heavenly Punishnt wouldn’t be this terrifying.
At this mont, the sky filled with dense black clouds. As the lightning within them gathered, he knew he was truly done for this ti.
A bolt of lightning thicker than a pillar of light blasted down.
By now, Ye Fan was hanging on by a thread.
"Damn this Nirvana! I don’t want to go through it ever again!" Ye Fan said weakly. But before he could finish his sentence, another bolt of lightning struck down from the sky, blasting him good.
anwhile, a shadowy figure lurking nearby spoke. "This kid’s Heavenly Tribulation is ridiculously ferocious! And he’s still not dead!"
"Isn’t this the Heavenly Tribulation reserved for peak Divine Generals?"
"Why is it falling on this kid? A mont of silence for him... a mont of silence!"
He silently mourned for Ye Fan, as it was impossible not to.
But in the next mont, he was dumbfounded. The lightning from the sky swept the weakened Ye Fan up into the air.
"Oh no! If this kid dies here, how am I supposed to explain this to the boss?"
He wanted to save Ye Fan but imdiately hesitated. Ye Fan’s Heavenly Punishnt was too terrifying. Attempting a rescue would be defying the heavens themselves, and he didn’t have the courage for that. For this reason, he decided to sit and watch for a while. Even if he only recovered a corpse to take back, it would be better than nothing. He just hoped the heavens wouldn’t devour Ye Fan so completely that not even scraps were left. The intensity of this Nirvana was enough to move even him.
At that mont, the weakened Ye Fan struggled to his feet, standing in the sky, surrounded by a domain of pure lightning.
"What is this now?!"
"Oh heavens, please be gentle!" Ye Fan said helplessly.
But the Heavenly Tribulation in the sky didn’t care, striking down imdiately.
"What the hell!"
Multiple bolts of the Heavenly Tribulation struck one after another. If not for the resilience of his Godhead, he would have been blasted to smithereens. Despite his weakness, he discovered his Godhead was continuously growing stronger.
This had to be good news. A more resilient Godhead was an imnse blessing for any Martial Artist.
Ye Fan thought it was over. He had lost track of how many minor Nirvanas he had endured, but he soon discovered that this was only the beginning.
Countless bolts of lightning converged to form a humanoid figure, which began walking toward him.
Ye Fan imdiately grew vigilant. He could sense this lightning figure was incredibly strong, yet in all the cultivation records he had read, he had never co across a tribulation like this. He might be special, but surely not *this* special.
He charged toward the lightning figure.
"Kill!"
"Pure Yang Divine Fist!"
A blue phantom fist bombarded the lightning figure, but it simply extended a hand, and Ye Fan’s attack instantly shattered.
How freakishly strong! Ye Fan cursed inwardly.
The lightning figure then unleashed its own bolts, striking Ye Fan and sending him flying backward, spitting blood.
"I refuse to believe I can’t defeat you!" Ye Fan roared, unyielding. His path of martial cultivation was special. He was determined to reach the very pinnacle, and if the heavens themselves tried to stop him, he would shatter them.
"Azure Sky Dragon Claw!"
Drawing upon the power of his Divine Dragon Essence Blood, his hand turned an azure color and transford into a dragon claw, which he imdiately swung forward. As his attack landed on the lightning figure, Ye Fan thought his opportunity had finally co. This ti, he would tear it to shreds.
However, the mont his dragon claw made contact, Ye Fan felt a massive jolt, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably. Without a doubt, the lightning figure was too powerful.
"Break!"
He bellowed, finally wrenching himself free. Weakened, he stared at the lightning figure. Though it couldn’t speak, it extended a contemptuous finger at him.
"Do you have to be so arrogant?!" Ye Fan was infuriated. His philosophy was simple: you could defeat him, you could even kill him, but you could never humiliate him.
Therefore, he imdiately bellowed, "Futian Sword Dao!"
He battled the lightning figure amidst the dark clouds. Though he was struck down ti and again, he always rose to his feet and resud the fight. It must be said that Ye Fan’s resilience shocked even Xiao Tian, who was observing from the shadows.
Finally, Ye Fan found an opening. Risking being cleaved in two, he slashed with his sword and severed one of the lightning figure’s arms.
At that mont, the lightning figure weakened.
Following up, Ye Fan launched wave after wave of attacks, engaging the figure in the ultimate battle. The fight was so intense it seed to darken the heavens and the earth.
He fought tirelessly. At so point, he realized his body had grown resistant to the lightning’s assault, which only made him more excited. It turned out the heavens were tempering both his body and his soul. Because he cultivated them in tandem, even his Heavenly Tribulation had two aspects to it.
After this realization, Ye Fan sheathed his Yuanhong Sword, choosing to face the lightning figure in a perilous, bare-fisted battle.
The fight continued for a long ti.
Finally, Ye Fan saw his chance and landed a decisive punch, completely shattering the lightning being. The dark clouds dispersed, and the lightning vanished with them.
Ye Fan fell from the sky.
At this mont, although he was incredibly weak, he was ecstatic. He had broken through, and he sensed this breakthrough would bring a massive surprise.
Just as the shadowy figure was about to make a move, he noticed that Ye Fan was consolidating his new realm. He had no choice but to reluctantly withdraw. If he interfered now, all the punishnt Ye Fan had endured would be for nothing. Besides, he knew that falling into his Big Sister’s hands would be a fate far more tragic than any Nirvana.
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