My brother is so cunning

Chapter 1191 Tribulation of All Beings
In a temporary shelter in Jambudvipa, more than 300 citizens of Free City were crammed into a cave of less than 1,000 square meters, their eyes fixed on the light screen on the cave wall. Old Man Li, 65 years old this year, had worked as a mechanic at Free City Airport for 30 years. His hands were covered with calluses, but he had precisely repaired the engines of hoverbuses countless times.

In the light screen, the airport tower he was familiar with was being cleaved in two by the chaotic sword energy. The helipad that once housed hundreds of hoverbuses was now just a charred ruin.

"My shop...my home..." Aunt Wang, standing next to Old Man Li, covered her face and wept bitterly. She ran a pastry shop on the commercial street of Liberty City. Freshly baked osmanthus cakes were always displayed in the shop window, a treat that many children longed for after school.

But now, the commercial street inside the light curtain has been swallowed by lava, and not a single intact brick or tile can be seen.

"Chan Sect! You damned evil immortals!" Old Man Li pounded the ground, oblivious to the blood streaming down his knuckles. Tears streamed down his face, and his voice was hoarse like a broken bellows. "What have we done to you? We just want to live a good life, we just want our children to go to school, why did you have to destroy all of this!"

The surrounding citizens roared in anger. Young men clenched their fists, their eyes bloodshot; elderly people leaned on their canes and cursed at the Golden Immortal of the Chan Sect in the light screen; even the children in their arms imitated the adults, waving their little fists and shouting "bad guy" in their childish voices—the anger spread like a tide in the cave, and even the air became scorching.

In a remote mountain village at the foot of Kunwu Mountain in Xiniu Hezhou, under the rule of the Jie Sect, more than twenty children in the school surrounded a light screen made of projection stone, their little faces full of fear and resentment.

Their teacher was a monk who had studied in Liberty City. Every day, he would tell them stories about Liberty City: flying buses, nanobots that could cure diseases, cultivation chambers that could grow food without farming... Those stories became the children's most beautiful dreams.

"Teacher, is Liberty City... really gone?"

Ya Ya, a little girl with pigtails, looked up with red eyes, clutching a drawing in her hand—a drawing of her imagined Free City, with colorful hoverbuses, houses taller than mountains, and a scene of her and her friends flying kites in the square.

The teacher knelt down and gently wiped away Ya Ya's tears, her voice trembling: "It's gone... but our dreams remain."

"I want to study hard!" Ya Ya suddenly wiped away her tears, her eyes becoming incredibly determined. She raised the pencil in her hand as if it were a sword that could fight against evil immortals. "I want to be a scientist, to develop technology even more powerful than Wen Rui Tianzun, and to wipe out all the evil immortals of the Chan Sect! I want to build my hometown into something even more beautiful than Freedom City!"

"Me too!" "I want to be a scientist too!" Other children also raised their pencils, their childish voices echoing in the classroom. Although their little hands holding the pencils were still trembling slightly, they were more determined than ever before. Their city of dreams had been destroyed, but their dreams were taking root and sprouting anew on the ruins.

Even the spiritual energy between heaven and earth seemed to be infected by countless waves of anger, becoming restless and uneasy.

Wen Rui keenly sensed the change in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and opened the phase space locking barrier to its maximum extent—the grid patterns on the transparent barrier became increasingly fine, and each pattern was flashing at high speed, like billions of stars in motion, firmly locking the space within ten miles around, so that even the chaotic evil energy could not penetrate it in the slightest.

At the same time, he took out a palm-sized silver chip from his pocket. The chip's surface was engraved with runes that resonated with the Heavenly Tribulation. This super-complex chip, created using 1-nanometer etching technology and multiple superimposed engravings, was specifically designed to calculate the Heavenly Tribulation. Its core underlying code was taken from the raw data of the tribulation accumulated by Wen Zhong during his years guarding the Xuanxiao Thunder Palace. Wen Rui's fingertips twitched slightly, and the chip was precisely inserted into the interface of the quantum computer on his wrist. Instantly, the computer screen burst forth with a dazzling golden light, and countless data streams poured down like a waterfall. The parameters on the screen rapidly refreshed: [Tribulation Energy Simulation Degree: 67% → 89% → 99.9%]

The ground shook violently, and dozens of heavy mental barrier generators that had been hidden under the ruins of Liberty City broke out of the ground at the same time. With their power fully turned on, they released an incredibly powerful mental shielding field. The superposition of the shielding fields actually produced mental wave interference resonance. The frequency of the shielding wave was reversed, and instead of shielding mental waves, it amplified mental waves to an unlimited extent.

The emotions and thoughts of all living beings in the mortal world are amplified and spread by the reverse-operated mental shielding field, like a huge lighthouse in the universe, broadcasting into the endless void.

Wen Rui didn't know if Heaven had ears, but this operation was tantamount to broadcasting the voices of all living beings in the primordial world through a super loudspeaker. Even if the Heavenly Dao was asleep like Brahma, such a deafening voice of the people's hearts would surely wake it up.

The air was filled with a chilling pressure from the Heavenly Dao—while Wen Rui invoked the will of the Heavenly Dao through the voices of all living beings, he actually used the virtual tribulation chip to raise the simulation of the "pseudo-tribulation" to a level that was almost real!

"Primordial Heavenly Venerable! You have defied Heaven and committed heinous acts, destroying the hopes of all living beings. If Heaven does not punish you with lightning tribulation, it will let you taste the 'Tribulation of All Saints'!"

Wen Rui's eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice, amplified through the quantum megaphone, resounded across the battlefield: "Everyone on this primordial land, I need your strength. Please raise your hands and express your true thoughts about the false saint who destroyed our homeland and wants us to remain ignorant forever!"

He suddenly waved his hand, and dozens of mental shielding field generators simultaneously shot out golden beams of light. The beams converged in the air into a giant lightning pillar with a diameter of 100 feet. Countless tiny golden arcs of electricity were wrapped around the lightning pillar. Wherever it passed, the space was scorched with black marks. Even the baleful aura emitted by the Four Swords of Zhuxian was forcibly dispelled, and it directly approached the light cocoon of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable.

The Heavenly Dao pressure contained within the lightning pillar resonated intensely with the Heavenly Dao vortex in the sky, like a boulder thrown into a lake.

The golden lightning in the vortex surged wildly, and the originally scattered lightning began to converge, forming chains of lightning as thick as buckets. These chains moved slowly along the direction of the lightning pillars, as if the heavenly punishment was also awakened by this "calamity of all living beings," and was about to judge Yuanshi together with Wen Rui.

Yuanshi Tianzun sensed the aura of the Heavenly Dao within the lightning pillar, and his expression changed drastically. The cocoon of light around him began to tremble slightly—he could clearly perceive that the Heavenly Dao pressure within this lightning pillar was ninety percent similar to the true Heavenly Punishment!

"How dare you simulate divine punishment! Do you know that this is blasphemy against the will of Heaven!"

He shouted sharply, but a strong sense of unease welled up in his heart. He hurriedly brought the Immortal Slaughtering Formation Diagram to his front and mobilized the chaotic energy of the entire formation to protect himself.

(End of this chapter)