19: The Nascent Soul Stage's Forty-Nine Heavenly Tribulation! Forty-Nine combined into one Heavenly Tribulation!

Luo Qingxue was also stunned, but then, a flicker of realization passed through her ice-blue eyes.

That's right; he was already at Golden Core Perfection, and with his status as a Divine Son, he lacked neither resources nor talent. A Breakthrough was only a matter of time, but she hadn't expected it to be now, nor with such a massive commotion!

"Boom-Crack—!!!"

The first bolt of heavenly thunder gave no one time to prepare. A terrifyingly thick silver-white lightning pillar, carrying a blinding purple glow, tore through the clouds and struck down!

Its target was clear, pointing straight at the figure in the center who seemed to be actively provoking the heavenly might.

Lu Yu didn't dodge, nor did he even use any fancy Spells.

He took a deep breath as a faint golden halo shimmered around him. Without flinching or evading, he braced his shoulders and took the hit head-on!

"Bang!!!"

The thunder exploded, and electric snakes slithered across his body. His clothes were instantly charred black, but his figure only swayed slightly. The ground beneath his feet cracked, yet he remained motionless!

Instead, his eyes grew brighter, as if he had been invigorated by the strike.

"Tanking the first bolt with his Physical Body? How arrogant!"

An Elder's beard twitched, and he subconsciously tugged at his few remaining white whiskers.

Immediately after, the second, the third... the heavenly thunder crashed down as if it cost nothing!

Each was thicker and more ruthless than the last, and that tinge of purple became increasingly prominent.

Lu Yu either punched, used palm strikes, or sometimes simply slammed into it with his back. His posture wasn't exactly graceful—in fact, he looked somewhat disheveled—but he possessed a fierce bravery that said, 'I'm going to take on this damned heaven today!'

It made everyone's scalp tingle just watching.

Within his body, the Nine Yang Haori Body and the large remaining portion of the profound yin cold jade origin were being tempered by the heavenly thunder, where destruction and rebirth intertwined. They merged and were refined at an unprecedented speed.

Even more pure and majestic cultivation poured into his body!

Every lightning strike was like a heavy hammer, forging these two diametrically opposed yet equally top-tier powers together, expelling Impurities and fusing their essence.

Fifteen strikes! Twenty strikes! Twenty-five strikes!

The watching Disciples' mouths hung wider and wider. Their expressions shifted from initial surprise to total numbness and awe.

For an ordinary Cultivator's Nascent Soul Tribulation, twelve strikes are considered passing, and eighteen are excellent!

Twenty-seven strikes... that would already make one a rare Prodigy even within a great Sect!

Even in their Canglan Sacred Sect, Nascent Soul Cultivators who had survived twenty-seven strikes were rare.

But for this man, after twenty-seven strikes, the tribulation clouds above showed no sign of dispersing. Instead, they churned even more violently, covering an area of hundreds of li!

The thick black clouds, laden with terrifying lightning, seemed ready to crush down from the firmament!

"Thirty strikes... it's still striking!"

"Thirty-three! My goodness, what kind of monster is this going to produce?!"

Thirty-three strikes was already the peak standard for the Saints and Saintesses of most great Sects!

"Thirty-five! It's the thirty-sixth strike!"

When the thirty-sixth strike, like a purple dragon, crashed down with a roar that threatened to destroy everything, Lu Yu was finally forced to one knee for the first time, spitting out a mouthful of congested blood laced with electricity.

But he immediately stood up unsteadily, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked up at the sky. His eyes held no fear; instead, there was a nearly fervent expectation.

He could feel his Nascent Soul being continuously tempered and perfected under this Heavenly Tribulation, becoming crystal clear and devoid of any Impurities, like the purest spiritual object of heaven and earth!

A brand-new, vast power, far exceeding that of an ordinary Nascent Soul Early Stage, was roaring and surging through his limbs and bones!

It's a success!

A dead silence fell over the Yanfa Terrace. Everyone held their breath, waiting for the tribulation clouds to disperse and witness the birth of a peerless Prodigy who had survived thirty-six strikes of heavenly thunder.

Several Elders stroked their beards, their faces already preparing to shift into expressions of wonder and praise.

Luo Qingxue clenched her hands tightly, her beautiful brows furrowed. Her eyes held a hint of worry, but also a trace of admiration.

When she underwent her Nascent Soul Tribulation, it had only been thirty-four strikes, yet Lu Yu was currently undergoing a flawless, thirty-six-strike Perfection Heavenly Tribulation!

Back then, the Founding Saint Ancestor of their Canglan Sacred Sect had only faced thirty-six strikes of heavenly thunder. In other words, Lu Yu's current talent was already comparable to the Founding Old Ancestors of these powerhouse Sects!

But in the next second, the expressions on everyone's faces froze once more, turning into even deeper horror!

The pitch-black tribulation clouds that should have dispersed didn't vanish; instead, they began to shrink and condense inward at an even more frantic speed!

At the center of the cloud layer, the lightning was no longer scattered electric snakes but had gathered into a massive purple ball of light that made one's Soul tremble!

The light ball rotated slowly, and with every turn, it emitted a terrifying pressure that caused space itself to warp slightly!

The aura of destruction contained within was far more frightening than all the previous thirty-six strikes combined!

"This... this is?!"

"The thirty... thirty-seventh strike?!!!"

"Above the Four-Nine... there's another strike? Is this still a Nascent Soul Cultivator's Heavenly Tribulation?"

"It's an All-in-One Heavenly Tribulation! The power of the previous thirty-six strikes has all fused into this single one. According to some rumors, this is a tribulation power that only perfect prodigies from the Upper Realm's Immortal Realm can trigger. Moreover... this Four-Nine-in-One Heavenly Tribulation contains a trace of the Purple Heaven Divine Thunder's aura. For a current Nascent Soul Cultivator, it is a destructive force!"

"I thought they were just rumors, but I didn't expect... that in this Lower Realm, there truly exists this Four-Nine-in-One Heavenly Tribulation!!!"

"Sigh, this kid is finished... how could he possibly survive this?!"

An Old Fossil of the Canglan Sacred Sect sighed, clutching his long beard with eyes full of regret. The resources of the Upper Realm were incomparable to their Lower Realm; undergoing such a tribulation in this Lower Realm was a destructive disaster for the one Undergoing Tribulation!

Hearing the old man's regretful words, cries of alarm and gasps of breath sounded out all around.

Luo Qingxue's face turned deathly pale. She instinctively took a step forward but was forced back by the terrifying heavenly pressure, unable to get close.

Tang Wu was startled at first, but then a twisted sense of pleasure flashed in his eyes.

Go ahead and cross it!

Let's see how the hell you survive! It's better if you're blasted into nothingness!

Lu Yu was also stunned. Looking at the purple thunder ball in the sky that seemed to harbor the power to create heaven and earth, his lips slowly curled into an arc that mixed pain, excitement, and extreme madness.

"Fair enough... for the final stretch, give me something big!"

He let out a raspy low roar. Far from retreating, he pushed his newly broken-through and not yet fully stabilized Nascent Soul Stage cultivation to the absolute limit!

Inside his Dantian, the newborn Nascent Soul infant, flowing with a purple-gold halo, suddenly snapped its eyes open. In sync with Lu Yu's Physical Body, it opened its mouth in a swallowing motion!

"What is he trying to do?!"

"He's crazy! Does he really want to..."

Under everyone's incredulous gazes, Lu Yu actually soared into the sky, actively crashing into the terrifying purple thunder ball that was over ten zhang in diameter as it slowly pressed down!

It wasn't a confrontation; he... dived straight into it!