Zombie World: Starting as an apprentice of the Thunder King

The seventh tribulation lightning arrived extremely slowly, with lightning surging wildly in the clouds, taking a full two hours to prepare.

Lightning accumulated in the clouds, eventually transforming into a colossal pillar of lightning that pierced the heavens and earth, crashing down upon Shi Jian.

The lightning bolt was several meters thick, carrying an aura of destruction that made everyone below hold their breath in fear.

Shi Jian's expression finally became a little serious, but that was all.

He waved his hands repeatedly, unleashing six consecutive forms of the Lightning Thunder Fist!

Six bolts of lightning overlapped in front of him, colliding violently with the pillar of heavenly tribulation lightning.

The lightning exploded, shaking the entire Maoshan Mountain, and ripples spread across the golden light screen of the sect's grand formation.

The aftershocks of the lightning pillar were weakened by most, but a small portion still struck Shi Jian, sending him flying back dozens of feet.

A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of Shi Jian's mouth, but his fighting spirit intensified: "Two more!"

The eighth tribulation lightning began to brew, and the world instantly changed color.

The sky within a hundred miles darkened, with layers of thunderclouds piling up, like a black mountain made of lightning pressing down overhead.

Those Celestial Master-level experts lurking in the shadows all focused their attention on watching.

This tribulation lightning was far more powerful than the seventh one; the pressure it exerted during its preparation alone made many Maoshan disciples feel breathless.

Shi Jian took a deep breath and quickly formed hand seals: "Heavenly Gang above, Earthly Fiends beside!"

"The True Mantra for Subduing Demons and Destroying the Dao in the Nine Heavens!"

"First move: Demon-Slaying Divine Thunder Descends! Imperial Decree!"

A massive purple lightning bolt shot into the sky from his body, meeting the eighth tribulation lightning.

Two devastating bolts of lightning collided in mid-air, creating a terrifying shockwave that shattered most of the clouds in the sky.

However, the power of the eighth tribulation lightning was too terrifying, and Shi Jian's Demon-Slaying Divine Lightning only blocked half of it.

The remaining 50% hit him, blasting him from mid-air to crash onto a boulder on the mountaintop, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

He struggled to his feet, covered in blood, his breath much weaker than before.

His Taoist robe was shattered by lightning, leaving only some tattered strips hanging on his body.

"The ninth one..." Shi Jian gritted his teeth and looked up at the last clump of thunderclouds still gathering in the sky.

The ninth tribulation lightning took even longer to prepare, a full three hours.

The thunderclouds gathering over Maoshan Mountain had become terrifyingly thick, obscuring the entire sky.

Only lightning flashed continuously in the clouds. Everyone held their breath.

Master Qingwei's expression changed drastically: "The ninth tribulation lightning... why is it taking so long?"

Master Zixu gripped the jade talisman tightly in his hand, his expression equally solemn: "Senior brother, should we...?"

"Need not..."

Master Qingwei's voice deepened, "This is his own path, and we must trust him."

"As a disciple of Qingwei, one must surpass even the will of Heaven..."

"If one cannot even overcome a mere tribulation of lightning, how can one ever become an immortal or an ancestor?"

Master Zixu: ...Isn't that a bit too arrogant? You haven't even become an immortal yourself!

Master Xuanji stood before the hall, his gaze complex as he looked at the sea of ​​lightning: "Can he withstand it?"

The power of the ninth lightning tribulation was clearly beyond their comprehension.

When the ninth tribulation lightning finally took shape, a terrifying sea of ​​lightning appeared in the sky above Maoshan.

Thousands upon thousands of bolts of lightning surged in that sea of ​​thunder, as if a vast ocean of thunder hung in the sky.

"That's... Lei Hai?!"

An elder's face turned pale. "How could the ninth tribulation lightning be like this?"

Shi Jian stood beneath the sea of ​​thunder, looking up at the overwhelming power of the heavens that could destroy everything, and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

There was no fear in his laughter, but rather a boundless fighting spirit.

Without waiting for the tribulation lightning to strike, it suddenly soared into the sky and plunged headlong into the sea of ​​lightning!

His voice exploded within the sea of ​​thunder, resounding throughout heaven and earth:

"In my entire life, I have never bowed to heaven!"

"If the Thunder Sea is this calamity, then I will enter the sea!"

"Smash this sky full of lightning!"

"He's gone mad!" an elder exclaimed.

"This is outrageous! The power of this sea of ​​lightning is dozens of times stronger than a single bolt of tribulation lightning!"

"Senior Brother! Come out quickly!"

Master Qingwei's expression changed drastically: "Shi Jian!"

But Shi Jian's figure had already rushed into the sea of ​​lightning, completely engulfed by the terrifying thunder.

Master Zixu looked anxious: "Senior Brother, should we make a move...?"

Master Qingwei stared intently at Lei Hai and said in a deep voice, "Wait...we...we must trust him!"

Within the sea of ​​lightning, Shi Jian's entire body shone with intense lightning.

The violent power of lightning surged into his body, tearing apart his meridians!

"Refine it for me!" Shi Jian roared, his expression ferocious!

He frantically circulated his cultivation technique, absorbing the power of lightning to temper his physical body and nascent soul.

"Destruction is rebirth; with the power of heavenly thunder, I will refine the foundation of my Celestial Master Dao!"

He refined the raging thunder power, and his dantian was filled with thunder attribute power.

Those powers are merging with his own magical power, solidifying his Celestial Master realm step by step.

His actions thoroughly angered the Heavenly Dao, and an even more violent explosion erupted from the sea of ​​lightning.

Countless bolts of lightning struck him simultaneously, engulfing him in a torrent of light.

"Not enough!"

Shi Jian's voice echoed from the sea of ​​thunder, carrying an indomitable will: "Again!"

The powerful celestial masters from various sects in the cultivation world almost simultaneously sensed the unusual activity in the direction of Maoshan.

At the Celestial Master's Mansion on Longhu Mountain, the old Celestial Master Zhang Zhiwei stood on the mountaintop gazing at the southern horizon. The terrifying lightning made him remain silent for a long time.

"What a fine Shi Jian... For a master like Lei Hai to temper himself, this kind of courage is something I never had back then."

"Sigh... Maoshan... Maoshan!"

At the Quanzhen Sect's Zhongnan Mountain Taoist temple, Master Huijian stood at the entrance of the main hall, his face solemn: "In this era... Maoshan's fortunes are at their zenith."

Abbot Kongchan of Wutai Mountain put his hands together and chanted a Buddhist prayer: "Amitabha, although Benefactor Shi Jian's actions are reckless, they are in line with the fierce and powerful way of Taoism."

"This is a blessing for Maoshan, and also a blessing for the entire cultivation world."

In a place rarely visited by humans, several ancient auras were simultaneously stirred.

A giant dragon coiled in the abyss opened its vertical pupils, looked towards Maoshan, and let out a low hiss: "Thunder magic proving its way to the Dao... another troublesome fellow has been born..."

Several old demons from the demonic path also sensed that aura, their expressions turning grim and uncertain.

If it were an ordinary Celestial Master breaking through, that would be one thing, but Shi Jian's name as the Thunder and Lightning Dharma King had already spread throughout the cultivation world.

Celestial masters who attain enlightenment through thunder magic are particularly effective at restraining evil and demonic paths.

"This is a huge problem..."

In the underworld, True Man Chixiao sat in the main hall.

Looking at the sea of ​​lightning reflected in the bronze mirror in front of him, a smile appeared on his lips: "Good lad, the scene of this tribulation lightning is even bigger than when I underwent my tribulation back then."

"As expected of someone from Maoshan."

Master Fenglei was also standing nearby, stroking his beard and laughing, "Once he embarks on the path of the Celestial Master, we can finally breathe a sigh of relief in the Underworld."

Within the sea of ​​lightning, Shi Jian's figure was almost invisible; only the surging lightning continued to explode.

But his aura did not weaken; instead, it became more refined and powerful under the tempering of the lightning.