Imperial Crown.

Chapter 567 Successfully Overcoming Tribulation, Severed Arm Regenerated

Inside the room, Vesdon adjusted himself to be in top condition.

He then picked up the scarlet Doumu potion, tilted his head back, and gulped it down. "Tsk," he smacked his lips, feeling that the taste was strange—why did it taste like shit?
Shaking his head, Viston dismissed the thoughts from his mind. He must be overthinking it. No matter what, his elder brother wouldn't make him eat shit, would he?
I've heard that the Doumu potion is made from the ancestral demonic plant, Sacred Blood Soul Moss, of the Eagle Yellow Rotten Moss. That's probably what it tastes like! I'm just being naive. I wonder what exactly Eagle Yellow Rotten Moss is; I definitely want to see it for myself someday.

The medicine entered his stomach like cold water being poured into a hot oil pan. Instantly, the battle qi in Vesdon's body boiled up, and his whole body uncontrollably emitted the glow of battle qi. He felt as if he were in a furnace, so hot that he wanted to roar to the sky!

Vesdon could clearly sense that the battle qi within his body was rapidly dissipating and recombinating, with his lower abdomen burning intensely, like the rising sun or molten lava erupting. "Roar—ah—" Vesdon could no longer hold on, raising his head and letting out a roar!
The battle qi within him surged like a vast ocean, wave after wave crashing against his body, tempering every bone, every piece of flesh, every pore… even every drop of grime! His body, like a juicer, continuously secreted foul-smelling black impurities. Viston clearly felt his body becoming lighter and more translucent, as if he were becoming more intimately connected to reality. The battle qi and magical elements, previously imperceptible, now gathered around his body like scattered points of rainbow light, leaping and surging into his being!

Pain! Indescribable pain! A tearing pain throughout my body! The pain of wanting to give up!
Orphaned at a young age and excessively spoiled by his mother, Denise, he developed an arrogant and domineering personality. His first major turning point was when he hit Simon on the head with a stone, nearly killing him! Later, his older brother caught him and publicly scalped him! That was the first time Viston truly experienced fear. From that moment on, he both hated and feared Raven! But as he grew older and more mature, Viston increasingly understood that his brother Raven hadn't killed him outright not because of kindness or affection, but simply because he hadn't yet received the gold coins their mother had promised. That was all! His brother's cold-blooded, ruthless, and insane nature needs no further explanation. Viston believed that if their mother had already given the gold coins to his brother, he would have mercilessly killed him in public to appease public anger!
Later, when the Bloody Highlands bandit "Scarface" Anderson stormed the castle, the fact that his elder brother deliberately left him and his mother inside as bait was the strongest evidence! His brother had already received the gold coins and genuinely wanted to eliminate them! That incident also cost him his entire right arm at the young age of 14! But he didn't hate his brother Raven, nor did he hate Anderson; he only hated himself! He couldn't understand why he, as a child, could be so despicable, shameless, and vile! Not only did he constantly try to kill his brother, but he even dared to use his mother's innocence to buy his own escape! So, he deserved to die then! It was the second time in his life he had come closest to death! After losing his right arm, Vesdon no longer felt any "hatred" for Raven, only endless "fear." He knew that his actions had broken his mother's heart and everyone else's. He couldn't stay any longer, so his mother spent a fortune to send him to Mon'en City. His real change began from that time.

Then came the days of following his elder brother on his campaigns. Those were his most painful yet happiest days. He still vividly remembered the first gift his brother gave him—an enchanted half-sword! He was overjoyed, and it was from that moment that he transformed from a spoiled little boy into a mature man! He didn't want to hear his mother's nagging about protecting himself and being wary of his brother. He didn't want to dwell on whether the lottery he drew back then was rigged and predetermined, a preordained choice for him to die. This was all part of his growth. He had no regrets along the way! And his brother's acceptance gradually helped Vesdon resolve his inner conflicts and forgive his younger self.

Now, he carries the unwavering trust of his elder brother and the responsibility for the rise and fall of the Griffith family!
"So," "What's a little pain compared to this?!" "You think you can make me give up?!"

Recalling every moment from childhood to adulthood, Visdong roared fiercely, "Let the storm rage on!!!" "I don't care whether I live or die!" "I only want to solidify my Martial Soul!!!"

With a death wish, Vesdon fully opened his defenses! He let the scalding hot potion fill his limbs and bones, letting every pore of his fighting spirit ignite and boil! Despite the excruciating pain, he stubbornly pressed on! An indescribable, strangely pleasurable sensation filled Vesdon's mind! This feeling was exactly like the numbness in his legs after squatting on the toilet for too long, followed by the frantic beating of his own fists!
It's either death or destruction!
boom!
Rumbling--

At the same time, a muffled, explosive sound erupted from Viston's body inside the room, like a furnace exploding or a volcanic eruption, his aura reaching its peak! Even his battle qi surged three zhang high like gasoline being poured on fire! Not to mention the roof, half of the house was violently ripped off! Fortunately, he had rented a detached house in Wange Goods Alley; if it had been an apartment, many people would likely have been caught in the crossfire! Meanwhile, the night sky over Wange Goods Alley was also filled with flashes of lightning and rumbling thunder! Dark clouds, as large as mountains, rapidly condensed towards this area, countless purple and silver snakes flickering and swimming within them. From afar, the dark clouds in the night sky seemed to have come alive, flashing and condensing into the outline of a god! Magnificent, alluring, and terrifyingly powerful, it was utterly horrifying!

"Oh no!" "My elder brother has strengthened my body countless times!" "I never expected that breaking through to the fourth rank would cause such a huge commotion!"

Vesdon was already soaked to the bone, and he couldn't help but secretly groan inwardly.

Everything comes at a price. Cultivation requires a price, and becoming a noble also requires a price. Raven, by using the Eye of Truth to strengthen his subordinates' bodies, is naturally no exception to this rule!
A human with a superhuman body as strong as a magical beast, and whose internal fighting spirit is as deep as the ocean, will likely suffer divine retribution and backlash from the so-called gods, even though the Miders Continent doesn't experience heavenly tribulations as frequently as the cultivation world! In any case, he will have to undergo tribulation, but the origin and manifestation of this "tribulation" are beyond our ability to investigate!
……

"Huh?" "What's going on?"

Inside the Royal Court, Habs got out of bed with some surprise and asked in a deep voice.

On a large bed, easily 10 meters wide, lay seven or eight naked children, clearly only ten years old. This was exactly what Habsburg was interested in.

"Your Majesty, it seems someone is breaking through," Piler hurriedly reported.

"Another person has broken through to the sixth rank?" Habs asked, frowning. "Is it a mage or a transcendent?!"

Undoubtedly, the sixth rank is a significant dividing line for both mages and extraordinary beings. At the sixth rank, extraordinary beings can fly. In comparison, the mage's prestige becomes undeniable. Extraordinary beings can only condense a martial spirit at the fourth rank, while mages can inscribe their innate magic at the third rank. Extraordinary beings can only fly at the sixth rank, while mages can fly at the fifth rank! This is why mages always hold a slight advantage over extraordinary beings. However, this only applies before the sixth rank! Once an extraordinary being breaks through to the sixth rank, the situation begins to reverse! The further one progresses, the more terrifying the extraordinary become! However, it's hard to say, since mages can unlock their "Law Domain" even earlier. The only advantage extraordinary beings have is that the power of their cultivated combat techniques becomes increasingly terrifying!
However, on the continent of Miders, reaching the sixth rank is already an extremely rare achievement! It's practically unheard of to see cultivators beyond the sixth rank engaging in life-or-death battles! This is why Anno was able to peacefully end his fight with Zorsaan back then. Nobody wants to have painstakingly cultivated for so many years only to die suddenly! But regardless, to cause such a commotion, one must at least have broken through to the sixth rank. This is why Habus mentioned the sixth rank so readily.

“Judging from this commotion…” Pierre hesitated, his small face contorted with worry. “It doesn’t seem to be in the direction of the eight ducal castles.”

"Seems to be……"

"Slums?" "Elegy Alley?!" Pierre stared in astonishment at the light and shadow projected from the gemstone crystal on the huge long table, and exclaimed in disbelief!

"What?!!"

The disheveled Habs strode forward to the long table, his eyes fixed intently on the scene within the capital. Sure enough, above the Elegy Alley, traditionally known as the capital's slum, dark clouds gathered and lightning bolts crackled!

"No!" Habs shouted, "Viston just broke through to the third rank with the Burning Elixir I gave him! It's only been a few years! How could he have broken through to the sixth rank all at once?!"

"Your Majesty," "Could it be..." "Uh," Piler blinked a few times, lowering his voice, "Viston broke through to the fourth rank?" "Or is it possible..." "The person who broke through wasn't Viston at all." After all, those who could live there basically had no contact with the capital. They also didn't have the qualifications to enter the Royal Court. So it was understandable that Habs subconsciously thought of Viston.

"It wasn't him?" Habs visibly relaxed. He nodded. "I was indeed too nervous." "Alright, you go and investigate tonight." "And tomorrow, convene a meeting of the ministers; this matter must be clarified." "I don't want another uncontrollable sixth-tier powerhouse in the capital!"

"Yes, Your Majesty." "Your will will be carried out!"

Pierre responded. He then left the palace with small, quick steps. ...

"what!!!!!!!!!!"

Vesdon roared furiously, his voice rising from a low pitch to a heart-wrenching roar! He tried to rise, his battle aura radiating three zhang high. However, an immense pressure, as heavy as a mountain, pressed down on him, rendering him immobile.

In the radiance, Vesdon's body seemed to swell and grow larger, transforming into a towering giant! Just like the enormous shadow cast by candlelight in a secret room!
From afar, the entire world appears to be divided in two! The dark clouds overhead, constantly flashing with lightning, and the giant of light and shadow they project seem to have come into contact! They are engaged in a tug-of-war, constantly clashing, colliding, and destroying each other!
"I, Visdong," "Breakthrough today," "Formed a Martial Soul," "Severed arm reborn."

Viston, who had been sitting, suddenly leaned forward, kneeling on the ground, thus gaining leverage from his legs and arms. He roared hoarsely as he struggled to his feet, veins bulging on his forehead!

This action undoubtedly angered the "gods" within the dark clouds. The clouds overhead began to rapidly dissipate and then condense again, forming a gigantic pattern! No longer the hazy, dreamlike shape of before! But clear, distinct lines—the inner circle a compass shape, the outer circle a six-pointed star! As the power manifested, deafening thunderclaps echoed across the heavens! Like the roar of a god! The next moment, countless head-sized orbs of light began to appear, falling like meteorites, crashing towards the giant of light and shadow of Vesdon!

Boom boom boom!
As the ball of light slammed into the back of the giant of light and shadow that Vesdon had transformed into, it instantly caused him to cough up blood and his seven orifices to shatter! Cracks, resembling mountain ravines, began to appear all over the giant of light and shadow's back!

"Stop!" "Stop Viston right now!" "You'll die if you keep going!"

Melissa, having settled her two children, cried out from the side, her trembling voice filled with pleading.

"Throughout the journey," "No regrets," "Death without surrender," "Severed arm!!!," "Reborn!!!"

Vesdon wept blood and tears, his vision blurred, and his gums bled from biting them! Still unwilling to give up, he roared and used his arms to lift his body up, changing him from a kneeling position to a squatting position!
With his roar and adjustment of his posture, the aura emanating from his body finally began to change. Like dark clouds, it rapidly dissipated and recombine, transforming into a towering arm as large as a mountain! Viston's martial soul was actually an arm! Truly, what you yearn for will surely come to pass!

If the "giant of light and shadow" he initially refracted was "illusory," like the dark clouds, then at this moment, Viston's martial spirit was "real"! As Viston slowly rose, the five fingers on his martial spirit arm spread out, forming a giant umbrella to catch the subsequent light orbs falling from the sky. The watermelon-sized light orbs bombarded his palm, unleashing terrifying power that changed the very fabric of the world! Wave after wave rippled through the void! Thankfully, it was nighttime; if it had been daytime, someone would have witnessed the cracks in the void, like sheets being torn apart! The entire area of ​​Elegy Alley seemed to collapse and crumble as if it were the end of the world!
Boom Kaka!
Thunder roared again, and the dark clouds shifted once more!
As thunder roared across the heavens and earth, the single "compass hexagram" reappeared, multiplying into two layers, shrinking from large to small. It was as if three lenses were encased in a frame. Accompanied by a buzzing vibration and eerie sound effects, a sphere of light, larger than the courtyard where Vesdon's house stood, was born and descended from the sky!

Boom!

In the blink of an eye, the giant ball of light descended, instantly obliterating the martial spirit in Vesdon's arm, turning it into specks of battle aura that dissipated into nothingness. The ball of light pressed down again, landing on the "giant of light and shadow" that Vesdon was trying to get up, and just like before, it reduced the giant of light and shadow to dust.

"So it's all for naught after all..." Vesdon murmured in despair, watching the rapidly approaching sphere of light. His fate was clearly sealed; once the sphere of light fell, he too would vanish into nothingness, just like his martial spirit and the giant of light!
hum-

At the critical moment, a sudden movement came from Viston's arms. A sculpted figurine suddenly emitted light and flew out of his arms, charging fearlessly towards the sphere of light. Viston was stunned. It was the stone sculpture he had found in the old castle along with the Mother of the Fighting Potion; it resembled Raven. He had initially thought it was simply discarded there, as many figurines had been sculpted during the tournament. This figurine only bore a slight resemblance to Raven, and he didn't know if it was a ruined half-finished product or a result of rushed carving. To ease his longing, he had secretly brought it back and kept it close to his heart. He never expected it to fly out on its own at this moment. Could it be that it wasn't actually a figurine, but a magic rune stone?!
hum-

As the sculpted figurine flew into the void, a giant crimson eye suddenly appeared from the sky. Immediately, countless crimson tentacles condensed together, transforming into a giant hand with five fingers outstretched, which fiercely grabbed at the "compass hexagram" on the third floor.

*Snap!*

A series of sounds, like tempered glass shattering under violent pressure, rang out. The once arrogant and domineering six-pointed compass instantly turned to dust in the giant palm! Completely powerless to resist or defend itself!

"Get out!" Raven's deep, godlike voice pierced through time and space as he coldly shouted.

In reality, that so-called figurine was just a magic rune stone deliberately left by Raven. It wasn't particularly well-carved, and it didn't contain any sealed magic; only a trace of magical and spiritual energy remained. This is why Veston didn't sense any magic and mistook it for a carved figurine. It was a smokescreen Raven created for himself. After all, without this carved figurine, Veston would definitely be curious about how Raven knew when he was about to break through to the fourth tier, and how he managed to help him from tens of thousands of miles away.
To avoid creating trouble for himself, Raven came up with this idea. Besides, he didn't want to reveal the location of his Martial Soul. This so-called "lightning tribulation," while seemingly ferocious, was actually aimed at extraordinary beings breaking through from the third to the fourth tier. For someone like Raven who had already broken through to the fourth tier, it was definitely insufficient. Even a single, unmastered version of the Desolate Fall Imprisoning Heaven Palm would be enough to completely annihilate him! Since Raven broke through to the fifth tier of magician and began to integrate Battle Demon Qi into his body, he discovered that his Martial Soul could also use combat techniques and magic spells remotely. Unfortunately, he currently had too little Battle Demon Qi within him, allowing him to use only one or two moves at most!

As the "compass hexagram" turned to dust and the dark clouds dispersed, Viston's "tribulation of lightning" was passed without serious incident. The radiant battle aura emanating from his body began to recede and shrink back into his body, and his martial spirit arm solidified once more, signifying that he had successfully broken through to the fourth tier!
The unusual phenomena in the heavens and earth began to slowly recover.

What just happened seemed very close, but in reality, one was in the sky and the other on the ground, extremely far apart. Therefore, Vesdon neither saw nor heard Raven's martial spirit or his voice!
All he saw was the sculpted figurine flying out of his arms, and in the blink of an eye, the terrifying and irresistible lightning tribulation vanished without a trace. When he came to his senses again, all he saw was the sculpted figurine shattered into dozens of pieces.

Bada
Vesdon's right metal alchemical prosthetic arm fell to the ground with a crisp sound. Immediately afterward, battle aura surged forth, radiating light, and his flesh surged wildly, growing a new fleshy right arm! From this moment on, Vesdon was no longer crippled! But a normal person with a complete body!
"brother"

Ignoring his injuries, the joy of his advancement, and his exhaustion, Viston knelt on the ground, carefully picking up the fragments of the figurine. "Is it you protecting me?"

"Father"

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(End of this chapter)