Fellow Daoist, I gladly accept this heaven-defying opportunity.

click-

The fifth bolt of lightning struck.

Half of the mountain collapsed in response, which also meant that the Nascent Soul of the person in seclusion had been stabilized at the fifth rank.

click-

The sixth bolt of lightning followed immediately.

Amidst the deafening explosion, everyone present felt their eyelids twitch violently.

He has achieved the fourth-grade Nascent Soul stage.

Among the younger generation of Wuyue Kingdom, the most recognized genius has only condensed a fourth-grade Nascent Soul.

Now, another one has appeared out of nowhere.

"Thunderclouds...are still gathering!"

Someone stared intently at the sky, their voice trembling.

The entire arena fell silent instantly. Everyone held their breath and looked up. Even the red-haired youth and the man in black robes tensed up, their eyes fixed on the depths of the thunderclouds.

Under the almost suffocating gaze of the crowd, the seventh bolt of lightning crashed down!

This bolt of lightning far surpassed the previous six, measuring several meters in thickness. It resembled a golden spear hurled by an ancient deity, plunging fiercely into the mountain peak with a world-destroying force!

boom--!

The deafening roar was so loud it hurt people's eardrums. The entire hill was smashed in half, sending soil and rocks flying everywhere, and the earth trembled.

After a brief silence, the red-haired youth and the black-robed man exchanged a glance, both seeing undisguised ugliness in each other's eyes.

Top three grades!

The arrival of this lightning tribulation signifies the addition of another true giant to the younger generation of Wu Yue.

Moreover, he is a top-tier genius of the upper three ranks who has achieved the Great Perfection of the Yuan Core, and almost no one in his generation can rival him.

The crowd erupted in excitement, with some people's voices cracking with urgency.

"Top-tier Rank 3! It's a Top-tier Rank 3 Nascent Soul cultivator! Wu Yue has finally produced another prodigy!"

The rules of the cultivation world are clear: before reaching the Nascent Soul stage, no matter how monstrous one's talent, one can only be considered a "prodigy" at best, and cannot be called a "genius".

Only by condensing a Nascent Soul of the upper three grades can one truly embark on the path of a prodigy and be qualified to challenge the Mahayana Realm in the future!

How many years has it been since Wu and Yue produced someone who could even touch the threshold of Mahayana Buddhism?

"From this day forward, the top spot on the Wu Yue Talent List will definitely change hands! For the next several hundred years, the cultivation world will revere him!"

Some local martial artists were so excited that they danced with joy, their faces beaming with pride.

Just as everyone was cheering, someone suddenly widened their eyes and shouted in disbelief, "No! It's not over yet!"

Everyone snapped back to their senses, and when they looked up again, they were shocked to find that after the seventh bolt of lightning struck, the thunderclouds in the sky not only did not dissipate, but instead surged even more violently, like a giant beast that had gathered all its power and was preparing to unleash its final attack.

The next second, the eighth bolt of lightning, carrying all the power of the thundercloud, crashed down!

The intense, blinding lightning illuminated faces filled with shock and terror.

Everyone stared intently at the direction where the lightning struck, their minds filled with only one thought.

Second rank!

It's a second-grade Nascent Soul cultivator!

Meanwhile, deep within the ruins, Xu Mofeng was not in a relaxed state.

The terror of the Nascent Soul Tribulation far exceeded his expectations.

"It's not even in the same league as the Golden Core Tribulation..."

Xu Mofeng gritted his teeth, a bitter smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

When I broke through the tenth level of the Golden Core realm, a bolt of lightning struck with each breakthrough. But the lightning was more like a gift from heaven and earth. It not only did not harm my physical body, but it also helped me break through the shackles and temper my bones and muscles. It was a real benefit.

But the Nascent Soul Tribulation is different; it is a test sent down by heaven and earth.

Cultivators plunder the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and seize the resources of creation, which is inherently going against the will of heaven.

From the Nascent Soul Realm onwards, each breakthrough into a major realm is accompanied by a tribulation of lightning. The Deity Transformation Realm has its own tribulation of Deity Transformation, the Void Transformation Realm has its own tribulation of Void Transformation, and the Mahayana Realm even possesses the power to destroy the world.

This is a life-or-death test set by the Great Dao.

If you can overcome it, you will leap over the dragon gate and have a bright future ahead; if you can't, you will be annihilated, your soul destroyed, and completely erased by heaven and earth.

The lightning of the Nascent Soul Tribulation was filled with a violent intent of destruction and devastation, each strike stronger and more ferocious than the last.

If Xu Mofeng's physical body hadn't been tempered to a level far exceeding that of others of the same rank, he would probably have been reduced to ashes long ago.

Of course, the power of tribulation is not all bad.

Having withstood the baptism of seven bolts of lightning, Xu Mofeng's divine sense underwent a complete transformation.

Pure divine thought condensed deep within the sea of ​​consciousness into a crystal core the size of a grain of rice, as clear and sparkling as a diamond.

His physical body appeared to be covered in wounds, with his skin torn and flesh ripped open, but beneath the wounds, a powerful life force was bursting forth, steadily transforming from a spiritual body into the legendary treasure body.

The most significant change was in the tiny wisp of lightning deep within his dantian.

These are the lightning seeds left over from the Golden Core tribulation.

Don't underestimate this thin strand of lightning. Just now, every bolt of lightning that struck was driven by it, which actively rushed forward and absorbed seventy or eighty percent of the lightning's power.

After several lightning tribulations, this strand of lightning had grown several times thicker, faintly resembling a swimming dragon.

No wonder it is said that those above the eleventh level of the Golden Core stage are the pre-determined ticket to the third-grade Nascent Soul stage. It must be because of this lightning seed that cultivators have a better chance of survival in the terrifying Nascent Soul lightning tribulation.

Otherwise, no matter how strong one's foundation, the probability of perishing if one tries to withstand a third-grade lightning tribulation is frighteningly high.

Xu Mofeng sensed the lightning seed within his dantian and understood.

Just then, the celestial might overhead pressed down again, making it hard for people to breathe.

A glint flashed in Xu Mofeng's eyes. Instead of dodging, he opened his mouth and released the newly condensed Yuan Core from his body, taking the initiative to meet the eighth bolt of lightning!

The eighth bolt of lightning strikes!

boom--!

A violent bolt of lightning struck down, hitting the Nascent Soul core first.

Under the terrifying power of lightning, a naturally formed crack on the surface of the primordial core slowly healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, eventually disappearing completely.

Three cracks, two remain.

This means that his Nascent Soul rank has jumped directly from the third rank to the second rank!

The advancement of the Nascent Soul stage is achieved through repeated tempering and refinement during tribulations.

After refining his nascent soul, the remaining lightning power poured into Xu Mofeng's limbs and bones like a tidal wave.

In an instant, he felt as if ten thousand ferocious beasts had rushed into his body, rampaging through his meridians and flesh. The pain was comparable to being cut into a thousand pieces, penetrating deep into his bone marrow.

Under the intense pain, the divine consciousness crystal core in his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly expanded, its luster becoming even more refined.

Immediately afterwards, the lightning seed in the dantian, like a shark smelling blood, began to frantically devour the scattered lightning power, and its size grew rapidly.

The remaining stray bolts of lightning then merged into the flesh and bones, destroying the old body while simultaneously giving rise to stronger, new flesh and blood.

Beneath these newly formed flesh and blood, mysterious patterns slowly emerge.

"call--"

Xu Mofeng's face was deathly pale, and he exhaled a long breath of stale air with a burnt smell.

The divine might above his head began to slowly dissipate. He knew in his heart that, relying solely on his own foundation, he had reached about this point.

But for him, this is far from the end.

He flipped his hand, and two golden pills appeared in his palm, emitting a fragrant aroma and radiating spiritual light.

Two Heaven-Mending Pills.

"Achieving a second-grade Nascent Soul through one's own inherent strength might allow one to roam freely in a small place like Jinliang, but in a wider world, it probably wouldn't be considered top-tier..."

Suddenly, a stunningly beautiful figure appeared in Xu Mofeng's mind.

He hadn't forgotten how contemptuous the woman who called herself the Holy Lord of Yaoguang in the blessed land of Kunlun in the Central Plains had been when she said to him, "With your talent, there are countless others in the Central Plains. If you are willing to cultivate diligently, you might have the chance to hear my name from someone else in this lifetime."

Xu Mofeng stared at the two remaining cracks on the nascent soul, his eyes blazing with intense heat.

To hell with the Holy Lord Yaoguang!

To hell with the descendants of this blessed land!

Sooner or later, he will trample all these arrogant and haughty guys under his feet!

And today is the first step he has taken!

Xu Mofeng opened his mouth and swallowed both Heaven-Mending Pills, a voice roaring wildly in his heart.

"Today, I will use these two Heaven-Mending Pills to complete my innate martial arts foundation, forging a flawless and unprecedented first-grade supreme Heavenly Pill!"

The Heaven-Mending Pill entered the abdomen and instantly transformed into two warm, clear streams, spreading throughout the body.

The next second, the last two cracks on the nascent soul in front of Xu Mofeng suddenly disappeared, and the entire nascent soul became crystal clear and flawless, like a peerless treasure nurtured by heaven and earth, exuding a Daoist charm that made people's hearts tremble.

Outside the cave.

The residual power of the eighth lightning bolt completely dissipated, and the smoke and dust slowly dissipated.

Everyone outside stared wide-eyed at the center of the ruins, their faces filled with disbelief.

Second-grade Nascent Soul!

They never dreamed that the ruthless person who was in seclusion in this cave had not only condensed a third-grade Nascent Soul, but was actually a second-grade one!

The difference between second-rank and third-rank officials may seem to be only one rank, but in reality, they are worlds apart.

"A second-grade Nascent Soul...it's actually a second-grade Nascent Soul..."

An old cultivator muttered to himself, his voice trembling, "Through the entire history of cultivation in my Wuyue Kingdom, from ancient times to the present, there has never been a person who has reached the second rank of Nascent Soul!"

"So-called successor of a holy land? I think he's nothing special!"

"May Heaven bless Wu Yue! May Heaven bless the cultivation world of Wu Yue!"

The crowd erupted in cheers.

The red-haired youth and the man in black robes stood frozen in place, staring intently at the ruins, their faces filled with overwhelming astonishment and shock.

They thought it was already a huge surprise that the other party could condense a third-grade Nascent Soul, but they never expected that it would be a second-grade Nascent Soul among the third-grade!

Such a person is unique, not only in the Wu-Yue Kingdom, but also in the surrounding countries.

At this moment, the initial jealousy and murderous intent in their hearts had long since disappeared, leaving only overwhelming shock and a trace of lingering fear that they themselves did not even realize.

"wrong!"

The man in black robes suddenly snapped out of his daze and spoke sharply, "Once the Nascent Soul tribulation is over, a pillar of spiritual energy should descend from heaven and earth to help the core cultivator heal their injuries. Why hasn't this person made the slightest sound?"

The red-haired youth was taken aback at first, then his eyes suddenly lit up, and his face instantly filled with wild joy, almost making him jump up on the spot.

"I get it! This guy definitely died from the second-grade Nascent Soul lightning tribulation! The power of that lightning was enough to turn even a Nascent Soul cultivator at the sixth or seventh level into charred remains. How could a junior who had just condensed his core possibly withstand it? He's absolutely dead!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The moment the red-haired youth uttered those words, everyone present was instantly stunned.

died?

The prodigy who just forcefully created the second-grade Nascent Soul phenomenon is gone just like that?

Before it even had a chance to show its talent, it was destroyed by lightning.

This plot twist is so dramatic.

But the facts are right in front of us: the thunderclouds overhead are slowly dissipating, and not only are there no pillars of spiritual energy, but not even a wisp of abnormal spiritual energy fluctuation has emerged.