My cultivation level increases by one year every day!

"Who said my disciple is dead?"

Gu Fengyang was very annoyed by the murmurs of the crowd. He used his inner energy to infuse his voice and roared, his voice no less powerful than a thunderclap.

Fang Zhongwu frowned slightly and glanced at Gu Fengyang, who seemed to care about his son even more than he did.

As for Fang Yuan not dying under the lightning tribulation, he naturally knew better than anyone else.

"This child has amazing talent. If he can survive the Heavenly Tribulation, we can only try to win him over in the future." Emperor Hongtai's eyes were deep, and he had some plans.

"What was that lightning strike just now?"

With a whoosh, a streak of azure light arrived at the location of Li Chengxian, Emperor Hongtai, and the others.

This was none other than Wang Ting, an elder of the Qingyun Sect who had arrived by sword. His speed was clearly not as fast as the previous two, and he was late.

"My disciple is undergoing tribulation," Gu Fengyang said calmly.

Wang Ting was completely confused and subconsciously asked which disciple it was, but he remembered that the Venerable Elder did not have any disciples who were about to break through, and was not in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Seeing this, Li Cheng from Qingyun Academy stepped forward and quickly explained in a low voice.

"What? Foundation Establishment Tribulation?" Wang Ting's eyes widened.

Meanwhile, the people below were still discussing and wondering whether Fang Yuan was dead or not.

"The heavenly tribulation is still brewing, and the tribulation clouds covering the entire county have not yet dissipated."

The powerful figures of Qingyun Academy have a penchant for teaching, and one of the deputy palace masters slowly began to explain.

"This means the person undergoing tribulation is still alive. Judging from the current situation, heavenly lightning will still strike!"

Upon hearing this, the many cultivators below were all horrified, their faces filled with shock.

On one hand, they were astonished that the Foundation Building Society had attracted more than one bolt of heavenly lightning.

On the other hand, it was shocking. The lightning under the heavenly tribulation could turn even a Foundation Establishment Stage 9 cultivator to ashes, but it could not destroy Fang Yuan.

How astonishing!

"A prodigy of unparalleled talent, the first person in the history of the Great Zhou Dynasty!"

A powerful figure who had been living in seclusion for many years gave it extremely high praise.

"But can Fang Yuan withstand the coming heavenly lightning?"

No one can be sure of this.

Above, standing were the figures at the pinnacle of the Great Zhou Dynasty, their gazes solemn as they looked toward the raging, brewing calamity.

Depending on the tribulation, each heavenly lightning strike becomes stronger than the last, and the current thunderclouds are already several times stronger than before.

"We must get through this!"

Fang Zhongwu's expression was calm, but he was very anxious inside, and his clenched palms were soaked with cold sweat.

Under the Heavenly Tribulation, no one can interfere, not even the Heavenly Emperor, otherwise the backlash would be even greater.

Boom... Boom...

Amidst the thick, dark clouds, a flash of white light appeared, followed by countless streaks of lightning, and bolts of lightning fell like waterfalls.

Finally, at the moment of impact, they converged together, becoming as thick as a water bucket, with astonishing power that could destroy the heavens and the earth.

"This is already enough to pose a life-threatening threat to a Golden Core True Monarch." Gu Fengyang's expression was solemn.

Even Gu Fengyang felt it was incredibly powerful, and the many powerful figures below were even more apprehensive, their bodies trembling.

at the same time.

Inside the secluded cultivation room, Fang Yuan sensed something and felt the overwhelming power of the heavens. He quickly used his divine sense to control the martial arts imprint, making the woven net more thorough and meticulous, ensuring that he would suffer as little as possible from the aftershocks of the heavenly lightning.

Click...

A blinding white light fell on his head, and the powerful pressure made it hard for Fang Yuan to breathe.

Fortunately, with the help of the jade cup and elixirs, the true essence in his dantian recovered to 80-90%, giving him enough strength to withstand the aftershocks.

However, even the slightest aftershock of the heavenly thunder was enough to severely injure Fang Yuan in his current state.

When the smoke and dust cleared, Fang Yuan was in a very disheveled state. His clothes had been reduced to ashes by the lightning, revealing his naked body.

Her hair stood on end in a frizzy, frizzy mess, and her body, as white as jade, was covered in arcs of electricity that moved like small snakes.

"It's time to end this."

Fang Yuan's true essence was almost exhausted, his Qi spring pool was empty, and he was physically and mentally exhausted, making it difficult for him to hold on any longer.

"not yet?"

Fang Yuan tried to use his divine sense to control the martial arts imprint to return to his body, but found that it was still excited and did not want to come back at all.

Cultivators avoided it like the plague, fearing the heavenly lightning as if it were a venomous snake, but the martial arts mark liked it very much.

Having drunk its fill of heavenly thunder, it was just like a well-fed child, still waiting for the next wave of candy.

It was enjoyable for him, but Fang Yuan suffered terribly.

"If I survive, I must train my physical body rigorously, otherwise even the aftershocks of the heavenly lightning could kill me!"

Looking at his body covered in wounds, like a cracked piece of porcelain, Fang Yuan sighed and secretly made up his mind.

"Still alive?!"

Those outside were dumbfounded. Seeing that the heavenly tribulation showed no signs of abating, their Dao hearts gradually became unstable.

What kind of monster are you?

He survived two bolts of heavenly lightning.

If your cultivation level were higher, that would be fine, but you're only at the Foundation Establishment stage! Foundation Establishment stage!!!

"Great!" Gu Fengyang danced with excitement, becoming even more determined to take Fang Yuan as his disciple.

"As expected of my disciple."

But when he turned his head and looked up at the sky, he found that the thick dark clouds were almost pressing down on the ground, and the lightning was still flashing. His heart sank.

"There's also heavenly lightning, and it's very likely that it will be profound lightning," Gu Fengyang said seriously.

"What?!" Li Cheng's pupils dilated as he exclaimed in shock, "That's capable of shattering a golden core that hasn't even formed yet!"

Heavenly thunder is a general term for various heavenly tribulations and lightning.

Mysterious lightning is one of the more powerful types. When ordinary cultivators break through to the Golden Core stage, they will encounter nine heavenly lightning strikes, with mysterious lightning being the fourth.

"It's all up to this kid's fate," Elder Wang Ting of the Qingyun Sect said, shaking his head.

Fang Zhongwu didn't speak. He turned his fingertips, and strands of true essence landed on the ground of the Fang family, spreading out and entering the secluded cultivation room.

Faint Dao patterns appeared, shimmering with a faint light.

The person above didn't try to lower their voice, and those below, listening intently, all gasped in shock.

"Even a Golden Core True Monarch couldn't stop him. I can already see Fang Yuan's fate. Alas."

"The true dragon of the Fang family has fallen."

Some people, however, remained hopeful, thinking, "We withstood two bolts of lightning, so nothing is impossible."

"That's because you don't know how strong Little True Lord is," someone said disdainfully.

Boom... Boom... Boom...

The third bolt of lightning struck down with a devastating force, seemingly intent on destroying everything, which terrified everyone.

Even Gu Fengyang and the others above kept some distance, fearing that they would be targeted by the heavenly tribulation.

As for the people below, they had already fled more than ten miles away.

When the heavenly tribulation gathered, the members of the Fang family all came together at Moonheart Lake to watch as astonishing bolts of lightning fell.

"Brother Yuan is exceptionally talented and blessed with good fortune; he'll definitely be alright."

Standing next to Fang Man was Fang Ke'er, who was usually aloof, but now looked worried and bit her lip tightly.

"Yes, Ke'er, my brother is no ordinary person."

Fang Qingyun, another little princess of the Fang family, with her beautiful eyes shining like a clear moon, hugged Ke'er's waist and said confidently.

"I haven't defeated you yet, I can't die."

Fang Yuan stood alone in a corner of Qingxin Lake, seemingly cultivating with his eyes closed, but constantly paying attention to the movements of the Heavenly Tribulation.

In the secluded room.

A bolt of lightning tore through the sky and fell straight down, like an inverted waterfall of stars, dazzling and brilliant, while all things were annihilated.

Fang Yuan straightened up, his gaze resolute, and said, "What's meant to happen will happen. Are you afraid of me?"

"You'd better not let me live, or I'll definitely shatter your Heavenly Dao."

With a death wish, Fang Yuan poured all the remaining true essence in his body into the spirit sword and slashed at Xuan Lei.

Even a wisp of profound lightning that slipped through the vast net of martial arts imprints could easily shatter the sword energy, severely injuring Fang Yuan and leaving him on the verge of death.

The Heavenly Tribulation Thunder is truly terrifying!

"I'm really not reconciled."

Fang Yuan murmured, watching the strands of Xuan lightning falling down, each only as thick as a little finger, yet still unable to withstand it.

Just as he was in despair, all the Dao patterns in the secluded cultivation room seemed to come alive. The array flags turned, all the spirit stones turned into powder, and pure energy surged into Fang Yuan's body. Moreover, it autonomously formed a solid shield outside to resist the aftershocks of the Xuan Lei.

"This is a formation that Father set up in advance!"

Fang Yuan was overjoyed, his tense mind was finally relaxed, and he felt comfortable all over.

This time, the Xuan Lei was very powerful, and it took a long time for the martial arts imprint to absorb it, but fortunately, Fang Yuan was protected by an array and was unharmed.

Until cracks appeared in the formation and fissures appeared on the shield, the Xuan Lei was already extinguished.

"it's over."

Fang Yuan let out a heavy sigh and collapsed to the ground.

Outside, the thick, dark clouds that had covered the city quickly dissipated, the lightning disappeared in an instant, and the oppressive atmosphere was gone.

Meanwhile, rays of sunlight pierced through the clouds, falling upon the earth and dispelling the gloom in everyone's hearts...