Tempered into steel.
This Ninety-Nine Heavenly Tribulations is not only the most crucial step for Lu Qingshan to leap over the Dragon Gate, but also an important trial for the Peach Blossom to establish the foundation of the Taoist Sword.
Boom!
The third wave of tribulation thunder had just rged with the second wave when the fourth wave had already descended.
Countless rays of lightning, no longer a pool of thunder, but a sea of thunder.
Endless lightning, blazing thunder light, causing the heavens and earth to lose their dim light and then regain it, bright as day, dazzling and eye-catching.
It was like boundless five-colored flas burning fiercely.
Under the might of such a world, Lu Qingshan's figure was like a drifting duckweed.
Yet even as duckweed, how can heaven and earth harm him?
Lu Qingshan slightly bent his knees, the tip of his Lieque Sword in his right hand pointing straight to the Heaven's Vault.
He said in a deep voice, "Break the river."
Back then, Li Qiubai, on the Lan Cang River, broke the great river with a single gesture.
The gap extended directly for five hundred zhang.
As long as the Sword Intent remained, the Lan Cang River would not close.
Lu Qingshan observed this sword, and what one lacks from within can be attacked from without, understanding that all things flourish in spring return.
And today, what Lu Qingshan wanted to do was replicate.
To replicate Li Qiubai's sword that broke the river and replicate the spirit of a sword that could rival a nation.
Thunder pool over thunder pool, forming a sea of thunder like a torrential flood crashing forward.
Lu Qingshan slashed with one sword.
The five-colored thunder tide split in two, with a gap of only five zhang, but it passed perfectly from Lu Qingshan's left and right sides, flowing throughout the world beneath his feet, quickly dissipating.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
It seed as though immortals were scolding from the heavens, "Trifling childish tricks!"
Then the sound of thunder resounded, and a new wave of tribulation thunder rushed down like a thousand troops, thicker and more robust.
This ti the color of the tribulation thunder was no longer five-colored but black and white.
Previously, there was the Five Elents Thunder, but now, it was the even more terrifying, higher-level Yin Yang Tribulation Thunder.
Moreover, there was no longer any layering.
The tribulation clouds seed angry, pouring down all the Yin Yang Tribulation Thunder in one breath.
Countless rays of lightning, black and white beca the only colors between heaven and earth.
It was as if, at the beginning of ti, a hole appeared in the heavens, with Yin Yang Tribulation Thunder pouring down like water, descending on the human world.
"Truly, Heaven and Earth are a furnace, creation as craftsman; Yin and Yang are the charcoal, all things are the copper."
Lu Qingshan softly recited and took a step, raising the Lieque Sword, with Sword Qi flowing ceaselessly, drawing a perfect moon wheel.
The moon wheel, like a platter, forcibly held up the Yin Yang Tribulation Thunder.
The tribulation thunder kept smashing down, and Lu Qingshan's body, suspended high in the sky, under the trendous power of the thunder tribulation, fell an unknown number of zhang.
Yet even if his body kept falling, even if the Yin Yang Tribulation Thunder filled this realm, the space beneath the moon wheel was a clean land, untouched by any tribulation.
The Yin Yang Tribulation Thunder, like a waterfall, cascaded onto the moon wheel, only to bounce off helplessly, like water flowing from a broken urn spreading out.
Bam!
Falling all the way from high altitude, Lu Qingshan finally landed on the ground, and the imnse impact made him sink nearly a hundred zhang deeper into a giant pit that already had a depth of a thousand zhang.
And the poured-out Yin Yang Tribulation Thunder flowed all around, and after drilling into the earth, it exploded swiftly, turning into countless fine strands of lightning, chaotically stabbing at Lu Qingshan.
Besieged on all sides.
An ambush on every side.
Myriad arrows pierce the heart.
"Sword·World!"
Lu Qingshan's eyes sparkled with brilliance, and the purple-gold Sword Domain blood like a Purple Gold Lotus, unleashing countless Sword Qi.
Each Sword Qi precisely sought out a strand of tribulation thunder.
Yet the heavenly thunder above was endless, while the air of n below must eventually be exhausted.
The magnificent Sword Qi generated by the Sword Domain, with a montum like a rainbow, continuously smashed who knows how much Yin Yang Tribulation Thunder, yet the tribulation thunder remained tumultuous, with no sign of stopping, persistently stabbing toward Lu Qingshan.
The once grand spectacle of Sword Qi, after such consumption, had turned from a mighty river into a small stream, flowing around Lu Qingshan and barely resisting the invasion of the tribulation thunder.
"The sky above may be your domain, but this place is underground." Seemingly trapped in danger, Lu Qingshan's left hand reached out, and a mysterious Taoist Seal shone brilliantly in his hand at so unknown mont.
Mountains and Seas Taoist Spell!
Majestic power surged from the surrounding earth, converging into Lu Qingshan's body, adding a new force to him.
Subsequently, the crust cracked, and those scattered Yin Yang Tribulation Thunder had no hiding place, all revealing themselves with sharp, glaring, and ferocious appearances.
At this mont, the Power of the Mountains and Seas and mana within Lu Qingshan roared, rged, becoming increasingly profound, restrained, and pure.
He stayed silent, his back arched like a mountain, as if an imminent erupting fiery volcano.
Lu Qingshan's legs were full of strength, suddenly pushing down hard, bringing forth a great force as he stomped down on the ground.
Challenging the heavens from below.
With this force, Lu Qingshan, against the continuously pouring Yin Yang Tribulation Thunder, once again soared into the sky, leaving only a black void-like giant pit in place.
In an instant, the Yin Yang Tribulation Thunder flowed past him on both sides, flooding down yet unable to touch him.
One sword opens the heavens six thousand zhang.
When Lu Qingshan's figure once again stood firm at six thousand zhang high, the world-ending Yin Yang Tribulation Thunder shattered with a roar.
....
Rumbling!
Suddenly, amid the roaring thunder, discordant sounds of splitting air echoed from the horizon.
Imdiately, dozens of demonic shadows exuding overwhelming Demonic Qi surged through the waves from beyond the Purple Bamboo Forest.
Accompanying them was a flooding murderous aura, roaring and surging.
Whoosh!
A fierce wind rose, the sound of breaking wind whistled, appearing not long after outside a deserted island, where they stopped, revealing their true forms.
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