[Unknown World]
"Xiao Yueyue, I’ve always believed in your kind and expansive heart, an open heart that mirrors an endless sea. You never cease to surprise me," Tuzi AoFen said, his smile genuine this time, radiating honest appreciation from the depths of his being.
She was about to reply when a soft golden glow enveloped her, heralding a new awakening.
The golden light intensified, growing brighter and more radiant. Then, she felt a jolt as the barrier confining her to the Crossing Disaster cultivation level shattered.
Surges of spiritual energy flooded through her every meridian, lifting her off the ground as crimson and violet lightning crackled ominously in the heavens.
Once again, her ascension sent tremors of fear through the nine realms. Who in existence could break through to a new level and summon such a display of Heavenly Tribulation Thunder?
Unprecedented, utterly unprecedented!
Previously, at the Liming (Dawn) Mountain in the Inner Domain, close to White Wall City, when she reached the Nascent Soul realm, the thunderclaps had reverberated ominously in the sky, shifting from blue to purple then culminating in ferocious red lightning.
She had endured ten strikes of divine lightning. The force was so overwhelming that she had narrowly escaped death, only thanks to her old black sword, which had emerged to help channel the energy in time. Now she pondered, how many strikes awaited her this time?
Drawing on her past experience, she remembered to bring forth the black sword, stroking its surface gently as she murmured, "I trust these lightning strikes will be harmless to you, much like before; instead, they will enhance your strength, won’t they?"
In response, the black sword trembled slightly, radiating a captivating aura and humming with energy. Then, without any further ado, the first, second, third, and fourth strikes of lightning plunged down in quick succession.
The scene left Fen Fen in stunned silence. He barely managed to escape the chaos in time. A wave of horror washed over him as he watched her face the Heavenly Lightning Tribulation, her resilience continually astonishing him.
In the Ethereal Small World, a collective anxiety gripped everyone present. Hearts raced as they suppressed their fears, fixated on her struggle against the fearsome tribulation.
Though the black sword provided her crucial protection against the devastating lightning strikes, it didn’t entirely shield her from their overwhelming force.
With a grimace, she spat out a mouthful of blood after a portion of the fifth red and purple lightning struck her.
Once more, her protective barrier shattered under the weight of the sixth bolt. It dawned on all the observers that this round of lightning was considerably more potent than before.
Despite appearing to be struck only ten times, like on previous occasions, Shenlian Yingyue felt as though she had endured double that, the power of each strike intensified beyond measure.
She collapsed, her body marred by wounds, skin charred like burnt wood, hair singed to near baldness, and blood pooling around her in crimson splatters.
Yet, amidst the pain, a faint smirk tugged at her lips as her gaze caught sight of something peculiar, a whimsical flicker, almost as if one of the bolts was mockingly sticking out its tongue at her.
It had to be a figment of her imagination. After all, why else would she feel as though one of the lightning strikes was teasing her?


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