The myth begins with the Lotus Lantern

Chapter 139 Watching
Ding Lin did not hesitate. He flew up and headed in the direction he came from. To be more precise, he headed towards Linggui Peak. At this point, he had no way to retreat, but it was still unknown who would win. He just had to give it a try.

……

On the Linggui Peak, Ao Shan was lying on the ground, gasping for breath. It took him a lot of effort to get up from the ground. Judging from his appearance, he seemed to be at the end of his strength. There was no healthy flesh on his body. There were countless scars, and even the tortoise shell on his back was covered with cracks, as if it would shatter in the next moment.

There was a big hole on the tortoise shell near the neck, which was charred and sealed the flesh and blood inside. But as he stood up, a few pieces of the hard shell on the surface fell off, revealing the blood. The blood still flowed down and dripped onto the ground, immediately bringing spring back to the dead wood, and the grass seeds that were not yet dead sprouted, and in an instant, tender buds emerged -

Having survived six thunder tribulations, although not yet completing the task, Ao Shan's body has already begun to transform, and now he can barely be considered a semi-immortal.

"call!"

Ao Shan exhaled a breath of foul air. His body was already overwhelmed, but his pupils became brighter and brighter.

"Boom!"

The seventh thunderbolt finally fell, with a longer interval between strikes than the previous six. Naturally, a longer period of time would produce more terrifying destructive power. The lightning gathered into a river, interweaving together, more than twice as large as the previous one. The gold light had completely overwhelmed the silver light.

Six thunder tribulations have already fallen.

From the fifth thunderbolt mixed with golden thunderbolt, its power had already exceeded the scope of the primordial spirit. According to Ao Lin's original idea, he would not be able to withstand the fifth thunderbolt and would need to rely completely on the formation. However, his last retreat was unexpectedly smooth. His cultivation broke through eight thousand years. When the fifth thunderbolt fell, he swallowed the remaining Purple Yun Dragon King ginseng and was able to withstand 90% of it with his own strength, only slightly using the formation to assist.

Even under the sixth thunderbolt that just fell, the main body still had spare strength and took on about 30% of the power. It survived these two thunderbolts without relying entirely on the formation, thus leaving enough redundancy.

You know, he constructed the formation with three spirit veins, and although the spiritual energy is abundant, it is not endless. According to the original plan, it may be just barely enough to maintain the power to the end, but with the savings just now, it will definitely be enough.

If nothing unexpected happens, I will have a 50% chance of ascending to heaven this time.

Thinking like this.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Ao Shan's mind, and he felt a little uneasy.

I captured it quickly, but the thought had already flown away and disappeared without a trace.

Ao Shan recalled that there was nothing wrong from the beginning until he used the formation just now.

All three spiritual veins are running smoothly.

Ao Shan wanted to think deeply, but time did not allow it. The dark clouds rolled, and he quickly came to his senses and planned to wait until the thunder passed before carefully inspecting it.

It must be just an illusion.

After all, it is normal to feel a little uneasy when going through a thunder tribulation.

Thinking of this, Ao Shan felt relieved a little, but out of vigilance against a hint of uneasiness, he still stayed alert and on guard while activating the formation.

Thunder from the sky pressed down.

This thunder tribulation has completely exceeded the mundane boundaries and has almost reached the realm of the fairyland.

"drink!"

Ao Shan shouted loudly. He no longer dared to take it head-on. He slapped the top of his head and a divine seal flew out. It spun around and then shone brightly. As he exerted all his strength, the Three Talents Formation was completely revealed. Three rays of spiritual light rose from the Linggui Peak from three directions, replacing the original mountain protection formation. The spiritual energy was everywhere, and the earth's energy was used to resist the heavenly calamity.

"Crack!"

Thunder and lightning struck.

Ao Shan stared solemnly without blinking, and saw a three-colored light curtain rising on the Linggui Peak, like an upside-down jade bowl. Two-colored lightning struck the formation, causing ripples, but that was all. Soon there were continuous crackling and explosions. Although the danger was alarming, the formation endured it steadily without the slightest effort.

Seeing this, Ao Shan's expression relaxed, and he finally felt relieved. This time he put all his strength into running the formation in order to test the defensive power of the formation in advance. Now it seems that this formation can still make him feel at ease.

The lightning gradually slowed down and then disappeared.

The formation also disappeared.

Outside Lingque Peak, the three souls that had been waiting for a long time exchanged their thoughts with each other. They were the three great demon souls that came to watch. Then two beams of light rose up and flew away quickly. They must have felt that there was nothing they could do after seeing how easily Ao Shan resisted the thunder calamity. Only a breath was left. They hesitated for a moment, but still chose to stay.

The eighth thunder tribulation began to brew.

At this moment, Ao Shan seemed to sense something. He looked up and immediately saw that outside the formation, a white cloud was floating slowly from the direction of Lingque Peak. On the cloud was a thin Taoist priest leading the way, followed by twelve souls. Outside the formation, the last remaining soul demon did not dare to stay any longer. He flew away in panic with a light of escape.

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One hundred miles away from Linggui Peak.

At the intersection of Linggui Peak and Lingque Peak, Ding Lin restrained his demonic aura and expanded his spiritual sense, and then he saw the three great demon spirits who had arrived before him fleeing.

"Captain Wang came before me, and he should have arrived long ago, but he just sat there and watched them leave. It seems that as long as we don't get in his way, he won't attack us. We don't need to get too close. Maybe the next thunderbolt will kill Ao Shan here, saving me the trouble."

Ding Lin murmured.

……

Wang Chang raised his eyes to glance at the fleeing monster and ignored it.

On Linggui Peak, Ao Shan's expression first tensed, then relaxed. He naturally recognized Wang Chang. He thought that the leader Zhao Sheng would lead the team as in the past. If he successfully survived the thunder tribulation, he would be able to easily withdraw from Qingcheng with the dignity of the demon king. But now it was Wang Chang who came. It seemed that there was another battle to fight after the thunder tribulation.

But when he thought about it again, it was Wang Chang who came, which meant that everyone in Zhengyi also believed that he could succeed this time. Thinking of this, Ao Shan suddenly felt more confident. When he thought about it again, it was Wang Changhe and Zhao Sheng who came, which actually had nothing to do with him. He had already made up his mind to leave Qingcheng after the thunder tribulation. When he succeeded, could Wang Chang still kill him, a person of the same level who had the intention of retreating? Anyway, at most he would have to pay a higher price.

As for interfering with the thunder tribulation.

Even if Wang Chang is already an immortal, he probably can't do it, or he won't make such a cost-prohibitive choice.

The source of the uneasiness I had just felt was finally found.

The thunder tribulation is about to pass, but an immortal comes to the door. It would be really abnormal if the spiritual sense does not sound the alarm.

Thinking this way, everything seems to make sense.

Ao Shan was completely relieved.

"Boom!"

The eighth thunderbolt fell, and the golden lightning had completely become the mainstream, squeezing the silver threads to the corners, and the big river became a big river, surging and pressing down. The big formation started again, and the three-color halo flowed, like an indestructible dam, blocking the surging force of the thunder river.

Ao Shan looked solemn, and his heart was in tatters again.

For a long time, until the thunder tribulation passed, the formation never showed any signs of decline.

……

"Uncle..."

The power of heaven and earth was so terrifying. Outside the formation, Wang Chang was riding on a cloud and was very close. He was less than ten miles away from Linggui Peak and had just reached the edge of the thunder tribulation. He was only one step away from invading the territory. He waved his hand and sent out a magic power to protect the people behind him. Watching from such a close distance, those Zhengyi Yuanshen were all shocked. Some of them couldn't help but call out.

"Look carefully, this is only the eighth thunder tribulation. There will be the last one later. If he can survive it, he can become the demon king." Wang Chang said.

"Uncle Master, if we become immortals in the future, we will also have to endure this kind of thunder tribulation." Another disciple said, his face showing confusion, as if even his faith in Taoism was shaken. "This is only the eighth one. How terrifying will the ninth one be? When we go through the tribulation, is this really a tribulation that the Yuan Shen realm can survive?"

Human beings are the most intelligent creatures in the world, and their path of spiritual practice will be smooth.

It has to be said that the will of the soul cultivated in this greenhouse is far inferior to that of the demon race that grows up through hard work.

"If you think like this, you will never become an immortal!"

Wang Chang turned his head and scanned the faces of all the disciples. Most of them were afraid, but there was only one person whose expression remained unchanged. His eyes were clear and firm. He took in all the expressions. This time, Zhao Sheng asked him to bring all the souls in the sect. It was not only to broaden his horizons and gain experience in cultivation, but also a test. Now it seems that only one person has passed. However, the other disciples cannot just give up like this. They need to be encouraged. If they can regain their faith in the Tao, they can still be cultivated.

"You can't even maintain your Dao heart and be consistent. If you are so fearful, how can you cultivate to be an immortal? It's better to return to the sect and ask to go to the secular world to preach, so as to repay the sect a little."

Many disciples looked ashamed, but two or three of them, after being confused, regained their confidence and their eyes became firm.

"You don't have to worry so much. This old turtle is from the demon clan. In the ancient times, wizards and demons fought each other and committed crimes against the heavens. They have not yet paid for their sins. The demon clan has achieved enlightenment, so the tribulations they have experienced are naturally very severe. If you can reach this step in the future, the thunder tribulation just now will be your ninth heavenly thunder."

After the warning, Wang Chang comforted him.

"Moreover, we are not like the demons who fight alone. We are a famous and upright sect. After our master ascended to heaven, he often bestowed spiritual objects and magic weapons on us to build the foundation of our sect. When you ascend to heaven in the future, you will not have to work as hard as this turtle demon to plan. The sect will make up for it."

Hearing this, the remaining souls were re-energized, but they did not know that in Wang Chang's eyes, they were no longer worth cultivating. Even if magic weapons were distributed in the future, it would never be their turn unless they made great contributions.

"Uncle Master, can this monster be made?"

Said the only disciple who had never changed his original intention from beginning to end.

"Maybe. From what we can see now, if nothing unexpected happens, he has a 30% chance of surviving the thunder tribulation." Wang Chang said.

"Only 30%?" The disciple was surprised. "But I saw that his formation was very ingenious. The previous thunderbolt could not even shake the formation. There is only one last thunderbolt left. It is only... 30%?"

"Keep watching."

Wang Chang said no more.

……

"It's the eighth course."

Outside Linggui Peak, Ding Lin had a blank expression on his face. The last delusion in his heart finally dissipated. He stared at Linggui Peak intently, as if he hesitated for a moment, but finally he gritted his teeth, a ruthless look on his face, and made up his mind.

"I have to wait for the last one. I can't wait here. I have to take a gamble. I'm betting that Wang Chang will sit back and watch the internal fight between Ao Shan and me and won't intervene. Either he dies or I die. Now that things have come to this, I have no way out!"

……

The ninth thunder of disaster is brewing.

At the last moment, Ao Shan calmed down instead. He sat cross-legged, quietly resting his spirit. The dark clouds in the sky were pressed to the lowest point, and the sounds of fighting inside suddenly died down temporarily.

At a certain moment, a little golden light leaked out, like a sign.

Ao Shan opened his eyes suddenly, he stood up, demonic energy lingered around him, blowing his tattered clothes. His gray hair was already messy, and some of the messy hair covered his forehead, but it couldn't block the sharpness of his eyes. Demonic energy was infused, and the golden seal on his head burst into unprecedented light. With the golden seal as the hub, a large formation rose, and all the spiritual energy was stimulated to the extreme in an instant. This was all the means he had.

The thunder tribulation seemed to be waiting for him to be fully prepared, wanting to smash him into pieces in a fair manner. Just when the momentum of the formation reached its peak, a golden sea of ​​thunder descended.

"Crack!"

It was like firecrackers were lit.

The great formation that had been as solid as a rock under the eighth thunderbolt suddenly became like a lotus leaf in the wind, floating randomly and seemed to be able to be broken at any time.

"not good!"

Ao Shan opened his eyes wide. He no longer dared to hold back. The last bit of his defensive consciousness was called out and he threw himself into the formation. Although he knew that this investment was a drop in the bucket, at this moment, this was his last bit of chips left. He was like a gambler who had lost all his money in the stock market and was going all in without hesitation.

"This……"

Outside Linggui Peak, Wang Chang's expression remained unchanged, while the other Zhengyi disciples were all stunned.

This last thunder tribulation had no trace of other colors and gathered into a golden ocean. Its power was at least dozens of times stronger than the eighth one.

And just before he invested the last bit of consciousness.

The thought flashed.

Ao Shan suddenly felt a little regretful. He finally realized what was wrong. Using the divine seal of Linggui Peak as the hub, he set up three spiritual veins to form a Three Talents formation. However, except for the spiritual vein that originally belonged to his Linggui Peak, the one he took from Lingque Peak, although running smoothly, suddenly gave him a sense of incompleteness, as if he did not have full control over it.

Not in full control.

How can it be?

Ao Shan remembered Wolf Eagle's promise to him and felt at ease again.

No matter what, as long as Lingque Peak is completely destroyed, this spiritual vein will be rootless. In his hands, it can only be driven by him...

(End of this chapter)