Rumble rumble rumble...

The tribulation lightning, covering an area of ​​200,000 li in the Central Plains, continued to expand, with muffled thunder occasionally rumbling through the gloomy clouds.

A muffled clap of thunder also brought the royal family's high-ranking priest, who had been an immortal for many years, back to reality.

The High Priest gazed in the direction of the light that had broken through the barrier, his voice trembling, "Your Majesty..."

The old man's white hair was disheveled and he looked bewildered as the wind blew it around.

"you mean……"

The High Priest paused for a moment, then pointed with a puzzled expression at the lightning tribulation in the sky.

"The one who attracted this tribulation lightning was just a sixteen-year-old boy?!"

The royal guardian deity, who had lived for nearly a thousand years and attained immortality for a hundred, was now filled with surprise and astonishment.

His eyes were still filled with disbelief.

sixteen?

sixteen!

What does this mean?

The one who attracted a lightning tribulation spanning two hundred thousand miles was just a sixteen-year-old boy?

The Grand Elder suddenly noticed a blind spot and immediately looked nervously at Wen Yaoheng, asking questions carefully, word by word.

"Wait a minute, she's going to break through to the Mahayana stage at sixteen? How is that possible? Is she a monster?"

The old man asked three questions in a row, his tone filled with doubt and disbelief.

Are there really monsters like this in the world?

Is he about to break through to the Mahayana stage at sixteen?

Isn't the top Qingyun Ranking this generation ridiculously strong?

Wen Yaoheng held the communication jade slip quietly, and after learning the latest news, he pursed his lips tightly.

The young man replied to his ancestor, "It's not breaking through to the Mahayana stage, it's breaking through to the Refinement of Emptiness stage."

The high priest was taken aback at first, then breathed a sigh of relief. The old man smiled slightly, "Oh, I see. How could someone break through to the Mahayana stage at sixteen..."

Suddenly, the old man realized that this statement was also incorrect!

The Grand Elder immediately widened his eyes and snatched the communication jade slip from Wen Yaoheng's hand.

The old man stared in astonishment at the message Wen Jixue had sent, "Wait!"

"you mean……"

The old man's throat bobbed, as if he were surprised.

Those somewhat cloudy, aged eyes gazed at the boundless thunderclouds, and he spoke with difficulty, each word deliberate and strained, "What a joke! You mean, a sixteen-year-old boy broke through the Void Refinement Realm and attracted a tribulation comparable to the Great Ascension Tribulation?"

The young emperor nodded slightly.

The old man froze, as if time itself was flowing by.

What era did he live in?

Even the most legendary former dean of the Heavenly God Academy didn't have such extraordinary talent back then, did he?

After a long silence, the old man finally let out a slow, heavy sigh.

"Ah, the greatest genius in the world..."

The High Priest was not a docile ruler.

In his youth, despite being a member of the royal family, he had no interest whatsoever in the throne.

In his youth, the Grand Master was devoted to cultivating the Tao. He possessed top-grade spiritual roots and was protected by the dragon aura of the royal family, making his cultivation rise as easily as a meteor.

At that time, the young boy thought he was the greatest genius in the world.

Even the Grand Elder defeated several young supreme beings with invincible potential during the same period, and many senior figures in the four major immortal sects today were his defeated opponents in his youth.

After he embarked on his cultivation journey, he drew his sword whenever he encountered an enemy and never suffered a defeat.

He was the chosen one of heaven in the mouths of mortals and cultivators across the continent, a true peerless genius.

Soon after, he was recognized by the world as the invincible one of his time.

At that time, the Grand Master was young and successful, arrogant and unparalleled. He thought that all the heroes in the world were nothing but his defeated opponents, and no one could surpass him.

One day, the Grand Master encountered two young men.

The first boy broke his spear in two with a single sword strike in a deep, mysterious abyss.

The second boy beat him up badly during the competition.

These two young men are now renowned figures in the cultivation world.

One of them is Shen Fuyu, one of the three great masters of the human race and the number one swordsman on the continent.

The other man was even more notorious; he was a troublemaker back in the day, but now that he's married, he's become much more well-behaved.

His name is Yu Yuan, and he is now the head of the Shangyuan Yu family, one of the four great immortal clans.

From then on, the invincible Daoist Grand Elder of the royal family was heartbroken and began to cultivate in seclusion within the royal family, protecting the Wen family.

But after those two battles, the Grand Elder felt that only those two people in the world had surpassed him in talent and combat power.

Having abandoned the missing former headmaster of the Heavenly God Academy, he proclaimed himself the third strongest and third genius among mortals.

To this day...

The old man, now with white hair, stared somewhat blankly in the direction of the lightning tribulation, feeling rather lost.

The wind under the lightning tribulation tore the old man's hair into disarray, making it seem as if it were dancing wildly in the clouds.

After a long silence, the powerful immortal and royal guardian finally spoke, albeit tremblingly.

"The mischievous devil of yesteryear has given birth to a little devil, and I'm no longer the third genius on the continent..."

One fact kept lingering in the old man's mind.

That was the figure of a sixteen-year-old boy who broke through the limit of the Void Refinement Realm and attracted the Great Ascension Tribulation.

If they were from the same generation, he would have lost the third game.

The High Priest breathed a long sigh of relief and smiled with a sense of peace, but his eyes remained fixed on the boundless tribulation of lightning.

"The demon race is coming on strong, but fortunately, the continent's number one genius is on our side. It's good, it's good..."

The old man's youthful vigor and youthful arrogance have been gone for centuries.

It was carried away by the wind and snow.

He is now the guardian of the royal family, and the top fighting force of the human race in resisting the demon race.

Seeing such a young and talented prodigy among the human race, he felt not depressed, but rather somewhat disappointed, but even more so, overjoyed.

Humanity has successors.

The old man reminisced about the past glories, smiled again, then burst into laughter and finished his tea.

"The weather is nice today, so let's drink some wine."

At the very top of the main hall, only the boy remained, dazed, and the unrestrained old man stood there.

The young emperor's heart pounded; he was somewhat stunned by the news.

"Yu Ge, she's about to break through to the Void Refinement stage. A Void Refinement stage at sixteen years old... The previous record for the Void Refinement stage was her master's forty-nine years of cultivation..."

For some reason, the boy's tone was filled with disappointment and inferiority.

In his mind, the image of that handsome, androgynous boy laughing and slaying demons before his eyes was still vivid.

In just a few months, she has already broken two major records in mainland China.

"I……"

Wen Yaoheng, dressed in a black dragon robe, pursed his lips slightly and chuckled.

The young emperor chuckled self-deprecatingly, "I'm almost afraid to see you."

He was afraid that Yu Ge would look down on him.

For some reason, the man didn't want Yu Ge to look down on him.

Why is that?

Is it because Yu Ge is too beautiful?

Why is a man born so handsome?

As for the reason...

It's an inferiority complex.

Wen Yaoheng pursed his lips and walked back to the main hall, but the boy's steps were somewhat unsteady.

Then he saw the main hall of his imperial study.

The chief priest picked up the wine jug: "Drink today, for tomorrow we die! Waaah, I don't want to hear anything about that Yu guy anymore!"

Wen Yaoheng: "..."

Wen Yaoheng was stunned for a moment, then remained silent.

This was a lifelong worry for his ancestor.

When he was young, he was brutally beaten by Yu Yuan, the head of the Yu family.

The other party was saying something like, "Who claims to be invincible? Who dares to say they're undefeated?"

Things like that.

Wen Yaoheng: ...

The older generation just doesn't know their own strength when they strike.

The young emperor gazed in the direction of the lightning tribulation.

My feelings are complicated.

He remained silent for a long time.

Then, the boy suddenly snatched the old man's wine jug and took a sip.

"I……"

However, before he could even feel melancholy, he was kicked by his own ancestor.

"Get lost!"

Grand Master: ...Today, I am the most melancholy person in the capital of Zhongzhou.

……

On the other side...

The tribulation has finally begun.

Furthermore, the range of the lightning tribulation has completely stabilized; it's a lightning tribulation spanning 290,000 li...

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