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Chapter 250 Immortal Tribulation (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

To the north of the Western Regions—Moon Frost Peak.

Snowflakes fluttered down from the sky, as if a goddess from the heavens had torn a piece of white paper to shreds and scattered it across the entire world.

The mountains and valleys are covered in a flawless white, as if on a huge sheet of Chengxintang paper, an immortal has dipped his brush in white ink and splashed out a continuous silver-clad landscape.

In the distance, several ancient pine trees, unable to bear the weight of the thick snow, occasionally let out a "plop" as a cloud-like snowflake fell, stirring up a little white dust.

Nearby, a tall and upright man stood atop the peak, calmly gazing at the vast sky.

"Migu Migu."

Little Chaos lay on Wangxin's head, its body already covered in a layer of snow.

Shaking its body like a puppy, Little Chaos shook off the snow and looked intently at its master standing on the edge of the cliff.

Little Chaos turned around again and looked at Wangxin, noticing that the mistress looked very nervous and didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

"Migu."

Little Chaos rubbed against Wangxin's face, as if comforting him.

"I know," Wangxin said, holding the little Chaos in her arms. "I believe Xiao Mo will be alright, he will definitely be alright."

But when Wangxin said those words, she couldn't help but hug Hun Dun tightly, as if those words weren't spoken to little Hun Dun, but rather she was comforting herself.

Over the past two years, Xiao Mo has fought against several cultivators in the upper three realms, constantly proving his path to enlightenment.

In this process, Xiao Mo killed countless cultivators, suffered countless injuries, and was on the verge of demonic possession countless times.

But through constant tempering, Xiao Mo has now reached the perfection of the Jade Purity Realm and will undergo tribulation today.

In Wang Xin's opinion, although Xiao Mo's Jade Purity Realm was already solid, it was not yet at the point where he had to undergo tribulation. In fact, there was still a lot of preparation he could make.

For example, Xiao Mo could spend five hundred years to dissipate some of the bloodthirsty aura on his body.

For some reason, Xiao Mo seemed anxious, as if he didn't have much time left.
Taking a deep breath, Xiao Mo released all of his spiritual power.

"Boom!"

A thunderclap resounded from the sky.

Dark clouds gradually gathered, and spiritual energy continuously converged towards Moonfrost Peak.

Xiao Mo gripped his longsword, calmly gazing at the sky. The sword trembled in his hand, as if excited or afraid.

At this moment, Xiao Mo's state of mind was unusually calm.

For Xiao Mo, as long as he survives this tribulation, he will be able to enter the realm of immortals.

Once you enter the realm of immortals, you will be able to finish everything.

This is the end of my life experience.

"Boom!"

Another loud bang was heard.

Strangely, after that loud bang, not a single bolt of lightning struck.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Thunder rumbled repeatedly in the sky, but no lightning struck.

"Migu! Migu!"

Instead, Little Chaos was startled by the terrifying thunder and kept shrinking into Wangxin's arms, its little wings covering its eyes.
However, it wasn't properly concealed, and the creature peered out through the gaps, looking at its owner with fear and worry.

Wang Xin pressed her thin lips tightly together, her mind becoming even more tense.

Ordinary tribulations in the Immortal Realm usually occur as lightning strikes, but the specific tribulations vary depending on the cultivator.

However, one thing will never change—the more unusual the lightning tribulation, the more difficult it will be.

Before Xiao Mo underwent his tribulation, Wang Xin read many records about the lightning tribulations of the Immortal Realm.

This is the first time I've ever seen a situation like this.

Where exactly is this tribulation lightning? Just as Wang Xin was becoming increasingly suspicious, an invisible force suddenly tore open a crack in the layers of dark clouds in the sky.

A blood-red figure, as if emerging from the depths of the netherworld, descended step by step from the clouds.

"Migu?"

The little Chaos subconsciously rubbed its eyes with its tiny wings, then tried to open them wide, staring intently at the sky, almost unable to believe what it was seeing.

"Xiao Mo."

Wang Xin stared blankly up at the blood-red figure descending from the sky.

That face and that figure were clearly identical to Xiao Mo's.

However, the murderous aura surrounding this blood-red figure was several times denser than that of Xiao Mo, and the oppressive aura it exuded was terrifyingly suffocating.

"You two, step back." Xiao Mo said to Wang Xin without turning his head, his voice calm but unquestionable.

Wang Xin pressed her thin lips tightly together, knowing that she must not interfere with Xiao Mo's tribulation at this moment. She immediately picked up Xiao Hun Dun and flew away rapidly into the distance.

Just as Wang Xin retreated with Chaos, Blood Shadow Xiao Mo had already swung his sword down.

That strike was simple and direct, yet it carried the power to cleave the heavens and earth.

Almost simultaneously, Xiao Mo drew his sword to meet the attack, the blade slicing through the air with a piercing whistle.

"Boom!"

The deafening roar echoed across the surrounding area.

The entire mountain behind Xiao Mo was split in two with a resounding crash.

The clouds behind Xue Sha Xiao Mo were torn apart by the sharp sword energy, revealing the azure sky behind him.

The violent bloodthirsty aura swept outwards like a tidal wave.

Wherever it passed, the snow evaporated instantly, and the rocks turned to dust.

The next moment, the two figures clashed again, their blades flashing and their energy surging.

Countless sharp blade energies spread in all directions, flattening and shattering the nearby mountains one by one.

The massive impact caused the ground to shake violently, rivers to flow backward, and it seemed as if the entire sky was about to shatter in this terrible clash.

Under Wang Xin's anxious gaze, Xiao Mo and the blood-red shadow had already exchanged hundreds of blows in an instant.

At first, the two sides were evenly matched.

But as time went on, Wang Xin clearly noticed that Xiao Mo's moves were becoming slower and slower, and each block was becoming more and more difficult.

Finally, Xiao Mo seized a fleeting opportunity and unleashed a powerful slash.

A sudden joy welled up in my heart.

Wang Xin knew the knife Xiao Mo was using.

This sword is called "Breaking the Void," the eighth move of the Blood Demon Sword Technique, containing the sword intent of breaking through illusions and pointing directly to the origin.

Many cultivators at the Immortal Realm died under Xiao Mo's blade.

Meanwhile, Blood Fiend Xiao Mo was entangled by Xiao Mo's sword energy and was unable to deal with this strike.

This is the best opportunity yet.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, a bolt of lightning struck down towards Blood Fiend Xiao Mo, dispelling Xiao Mo's sword energy.

Blood Demon Xiao Mo turned around and swung his sword, but instead of the same "Void Breaking" technique, he used the more ferocious and domineering ninth move of the Blood Demon Blade Technique - "Heaven Opening"!
"Xiao Mo!"

Wang Xin shouted loudly and flew towards Xiao Mo.

A blinding flash of light streaked across the sky, and Xiao Mo's figure, like a kite with a broken string, fell helplessly from the high sky.

The Blood Demon Xiao Mo simply hovered quietly in mid-air.

He coldly watched Xiao Mo's figure plummet downwards until Xiao Mo was buried in the avalanche and disappeared without a trace.

(End of this chapter)