I bear witness to immortality in the human world.

Deep within the Black Emperor's Palace.

Inside the dimly lit hall, nine blood candles flickered, each flame a concentrated burst of murderous intent, while the nine pillars seemed to support a sky of carnage.

Wu Ming sat there cross-legged, his body constantly flashing with streaks of bloody light.

His primordial spirit floated in the air, immersed in the extremely rich pure yang blood essence, constantly undergoing tempering. A hundred years of tempering further enhanced the strength of his primordial spirit. His primordial spirit had already reached the limit of the ninth refinement, and now it had reached the limit of the limit. It can be said that he had taken another step forward. His rich primordial spirit was several times stronger than any Eight Tribulation Dao Saint!
It can be said that Wu Ming can easily suppress an Eight Tribulation Dao Saint by casually releasing some Dao techniques. If he were to unleash the Purple Heaven Divine Thunder, he would far surpass an Eight Tribulation Dao Saint and be close to becoming an Immortal.

I don't know how much time passed.

suddenly.

Wu Ming's primordial spirit, floating in the air, suddenly glowed with a crimson light.

The extremely dense pure yang blood essence surrounding his primordial spirit was like a dragon sucking water, constantly being devoured and absorbed by his primordial spirit, wisp by wisp, merging into his primordial spirit and disappearing completely.

Despite absorbing such a potent pure Yang blood essence, Wu Ming's primordial spirit remained completely unaffected. The intense killing intent that had surrounded his body vanished without a trace, leaving him calm and peaceful.

but,
The moment Wu Ming's primordial spirit returned to his body and he slowly opened his eyes.

The blood-red light reflected in his eyes transformed into an unimaginable, terrifying killing intent that instantly spread throughout the hall. If that murderous aura were placed outside, it would have been earth-shattering!
"The third step of the Law of Slaughter has finally been completed."

Wu Ming's eyes were bloodshot as he muttered to himself.

Since embarking on the path of cultivation, he has comprehended the laws in the Hall of Laws, slaughtered on the borders of Yong Kingdom, and verified his knowledge in the Abyss of Purgatory. Finally, in this Black Emperor Palace, he comprehended the true meaning of the Law of Slaughter and took the last step.

Using the Law of Slaughter to control and devour the extremely dense pure Yang blood essence, his current power is so great that even he himself finds it hard to judge. He is already far from being a Dao Saint, but seems to be very close to being immortal.

Having comprehended the third step of both the laws of thunder and slaughter, let alone someone with his profound primordial spirit foundation, even an ordinary Daoist cultivator would have at least an 80% chance of surviving nine tribulations if they could master both laws and reach their limits.

Wu Ming was naturally 100% certain.

Or,

Under the Black Emperor's scheme, he was destined to fail and would not stop at the threshold of immortality. He could prove his Dao simply through the path of slaughter, not to mention that he now also possessed the Thunder Emperor's legacy. Proving immortality was merely a natural progression.

“Nana, start.”

Wu Ming slowly suppressed the chilling killing intent surrounding him, sat cross-legged again, and looked up at the sky.

Before attempting to become immortal, he had completed everything he needed to do, so there was no need to delay any longer. Moreover, through the connection between the Black Emperor Palace and the Abyss of Purgatory, he had vaguely sensed the changes outside the Abyss of Purgatory. It was likely that more than one immortal being had arrived here, and there might even be an immortal king who had cast his gaze here!

The Immortal Kings might not care about the inheritance of the Black Emperor and the Thunder Emperor, but once the two supreme treasures, the Eye of Thunder and the Demon-Subduing Diagram, are exposed, the Immortal Kings will most likely try to seize them. Therefore, he must completely ascend to the realm of immortality here and have the strength to face everything in the world without fear of anything!

Silence gradually descended upon the dimly lit palace.

The nine flickering flames of killing intent vanished silently, leaving only Wu Ming floating in the darkness.

I don't know how much time passed.

An unusual aura descended silently.

Wu Ming was sitting cross-legged on the spot, his blood and energy were vigorous and his primordial spirit was strong. But in the next moment, a sense of decay suddenly emerged from his body, from the deepest part of his flesh and the deepest part of his primordial spirit, and continued to spread outward, trying to engulf and devour his body and primordial spirit, turning them into decaying dust.

Calamity has arrived!
This is Wu Ming's first major tribulation, one that he deliberately brought upon himself.

For Dao Saints and Martial Saints, it is easy to invite a calamity of decline, but difficult to overcome it. Therefore, very few people would actively invite a calamity of decline. However, Wu Ming calmly invited the calamity, and the decaying aura around him continued to spread, but his mind remained completely calm.

The first round of tribulation was easily overcome even for ordinary Dao Saints, so it was naturally impossible for it to have any effect on Wu Ming. The pervasive aura of decay seemed to emanate from the deepest part of his body and primordial spirit, but in reality, it only flowed through his body and primordial spirit and could not have any effect on his body and primordial spirit at all.

This calamity came quickly and went quickly, fading away and disappearing without a trace in just a moment.

"The first tribulation is over, now comes the second tribulation..."

Wu Ming gently shook his body, completely sweeping away all the decaying aura. He slightly adjusted his internal energy, and then once again focused his mind inward, invoking the Calamity of Decline.

hum! ! !
Another sense of decay descended.

It was still emanating from the inside out, but this time the aura of decay was nearly twice as strong as the previous one!
For most Dao Saints and Martial Saints, the second tribulation can be overcome, but it is usually not as easy as the first. Some with weaker foundations may even have to go through some hardships to get through it.

For Wu Ming, the second tribulation was no different from the first, like dust falling on his body—whether it was one grain or two, it was indistinguishable to the naked eye. Compared to his primordial spirit and physical body, this tribulation was insignificant dust.

Silently.

The surging power of decay reached its limit, then gradually faded and disappeared, completely vanishing without a trace.

The second tribulation is broken!

"The third tribulation..."

Wu Ming remained calm as he continued to unleash the next calamity.

The Nine Tribulations of Decline seem to be a calamity that this world has brought down upon beings who attempt to transcend heaven and earth, but in reality, it is not so. It is more like the shackles that beings born in this world are bound by heaven and earth!
Each tribulation of decline is like breaking a shackle, severing a connection with heaven and earth. Until all nine tribulations are overcome, the connection between oneself and heaven and earth is completely severed, and one is no longer subject to any rules of heaven and earth, thus attaining immortality.

Even Wu Ming possessed these shackles.

After all, although he came from beyond the heavens, from another world, his physical body and primordial spirit were still nurtured by this world. Therefore, if he wanted to prove immortality, he also had to personally sever all shackles.

These shackles are truly as difficult as ascending to heaven for ordinary people. From the third tribulation onwards, every step is extremely difficult. When the Qingming Peak Master was undergoing the third tribulation, he went through a lot of hardships before breaking through, and even his primordial spirit was damaged as a result. It took him more than a hundred years to fully stabilize and emerge from seclusion. But for Wu Ming, the first tribulation or the third tribulation is still nothing.

That surging third calamity was like a few grains of dust growing into a small clump; with just a gentle shake, they could all be shaken off.

Without a sound.

The third calamity subsided and disappeared.

"The Fourth Tribulation..."

Wu Ming continued to lure the thief.

Starting from the fourth tribulation, the difficulty of the tribulation of decline increases several times over. There are many Dao Saints and Martial Saints in the world, but only seven out of ten can survive the fourth tribulation of decline. About 30% of Dao Saints and Martial Saints perish under the fourth tribulation of decline.

Wu Ming remained completely unmoved, without even using any cultivation techniques. Relying solely on the solid foundation of his own primordial spirit, he withstood the fourth tribulation of decay without weakening in the slightest due to the dense power of decay.

Next comes the fifth tribulation, the sixth tribulation...

Each tribulation is significantly more difficult than the last. Of the Dao Saints and Martial Saints who can survive four tribulations, only 70% can survive the fifth tribulation, and of those who can survive the fifth tribulation, only 70% can survive the sixth tribulation.

Even after the sixth tribulation, Wu Ming remained seated and motionless, without using any magic techniques, and quietly withstood the successive baptisms of the six tribulations, with no stagnation in the flow of his primordial spirit and soul power.

"The Seventh Tribulation".

A dim light was reflected in Wu Ming's eyes.

boom!!

An absolute, decaying power erupted.

This decaying power is enough to wither and decay an entire mortal city in an instant, and to make a river disappear in a flash. Most martial saints and Taoist saints in the world cannot pass this threshold.

For Wu Ming, this seventh tribulation was only slightly more intense, like large clumps of dust constantly falling down, and his body alone could no longer keep all the dust out.

"Lei Lai."

Faced with the seventh calamity, Wu Ming issued only one decree.

boom!!!
The Purple Heaven Divine Thunder surged forth, and a boundless, surging power of thunder spread out, erupting from his body and enveloping his entire being. This thunder did not cause any damage to his primordial spirit or body; in fact, it brought forth endless vitality wherever it spread.

zizi.

The decaying power of the Heavenly Calamity collided with the Purple Heaven Divine Lightning, producing a hissing sound.

Ordinary forces are no match for the spread of decaying power, but the power of the third step of the law can resist it, because it symbolizes the perfect mastery of a law's power, leaving no flaws, and is a part of the power of heaven and earth.

Wu Ming's Purple Heaven Divine Thunder was originally based on the third step of the Thunder Law. Moreover, its essence was the inheritance created by an immortal emperor, which was an unparalleled divine law that could completely stand up to the calamity of decline.

Rumble!
Thunder rumbled incessantly, a deafening roar that lasted for an unknown amount of time. Finally, the surging, decaying power gradually faded, revealing Wu Ming's figure once more in the center. He remained calm and composed, but his aura had grown increasingly profound and otherworldly, as if he had ascended step by step from the mortal realm to the highest reaches of the heavens. (End of Chapter)