195: A buffet of natural disasters? I'll die in front of the heavens!

Boom—!!!

That thunderous roar, originating from the deepest depths of the Soul, was not a real sound, but a declaration and judgment from the world's Origin.

In the entire Cultivation World, all living beings—whether they were Old Ancestors in secluded cultivation or young children playing in the mountains—felt their Divine Souls shudder violently at this moment.

Countless experts woke up in horror from their respective Immortal Caves, rushed out of the ground, and looked up at the sky.

What met their eyes was a doomsday scene they would never forget for the rest of their lives.

The sky was no longer clear.

A deep, Nine-Colored Tribulation Cloud, so vast it defied description, shrouded the entire continent.

From the sound of the tides on the shores of the East Sea to the wind and sand of the Western Regions' desert.

From the miasma of the Southern Border's dense forests to the bitter cold of the Northern Plains' snow mountains.

The entire world was completely covered by this unprecedented tribulation cloud.

Within the clouds, there was no lightning or thunder.

Flowing within were Nine-Colored Divine Chains, condensed from the purest Laws of world destruction.

The movement of each divine chain made the space groan under the unbearable weight.

A cold, emotionless will, like a high-and-mighty deity judging a blasphemer, descended from the depths of the Heavenly Dao's Origin.

Inside Burial Immortal Valley.

Those few Spirit Transformation Old Monsters who survived the disaster had just barely managed to glue back together their shattered worldviews from the extreme shock of Lin Fan's "conceptual self-detonation."

But when they looked up and saw this world-ending tribulation cloud covering the entire heavens and earth...

When they felt that the final lock-on point of that judgment will was actually the man who had just come back to life...

Their Divine Souls, their Dao Hearts, and all their perceptions were once again ruthlessly and completely ground into dust.

Crazy.

This world is absolutely crazy.

This man is also absolutely crazy.

He just "committed suicide" once in an incomprehensible way, and now, he's Undergoing Tribulation again?

And he's undergoing this kind of world-ending Heavenly Tribulation that only exists in the most ancient myths and legends?

In Ice Crystal Valley, Lin Fan's expression also changed instantly with the arrival of the Heavenly Tribulation.

But it wasn't fear.

It wasn't solemnity.

Instead, it was a kind of excitement, bordering on fanaticism, as if he had seen a peerless delicacy.

Beside him, Li Hanyue's warm body, which she had only just regained, became cold and stiff once more.

She looked up at the Nine-Colored Tribulation Cloud, feeling that terrifying heavenly majesty capable of instantly erasing a Soul Transformation Cultivator billions of times over. On her beautiful face, all color faded, leaving only paleness.

Her hand gripping Lin Fan's sleeve tightened unconsciously.

Lin Fan felt her tension; he turned back and gently patted the back of her hand.

"Don't be afraid."

He comforted her softly.

Then, with a wave of his hand, an indestructible protective barrier composed of High-Dimensional Law Anchor Power enveloped Li Hanyue.

"Wait for me here."

"Watch a display of fireworks unlike any this world has ever seen."

Having said that, he let go of her hand, turned around, looked up, and gazed at the Nine-Colored Tribulation Cloud that was frantically brewing destructive power.

The corners of his mouth slowly curled up, revealing a set of white teeth.

He raised his hand toward the sky and beckoned with his finger.

It was an undisguised, ultimate provocation.

In his heart, he sent a joyful shout to his familiar partner.

"System!"

"Dinner is served!"

As if in response to his provocation, or perhaps because the judgment process had concluded.

Boom!!!

High in the sky, those billions of Nine-Colored Divine Chains instantly condensed into a single Nine-Colored Divine Lightning bolt as thick as a bucket.

It didn't emit a blinding light.

It simply fell.

The space along its path was directly annihilated, turning into a void black trail.

Its target precisely locked onto Lin Fan.

The power of this strike was enough to completely erase a top-tier Soul Transformation Peak Cultivator, along with their Divine Soul and all traces of their existence, from this world.

The Spirit Transformation Old Monsters in the distance even stopped breathing under the pressure of this divine lightning.

Li Hanyue's heart instantly leaped into her throat.

However.

Lin Fan neither dodged nor avoided it.

He didn't even prop up the most basic spiritual energy shield.

He just stood there, arms wide open, with a look of enjoyment as he welcomed the divine lightning that could destroy everything.

Under the horrified gazes of everyone.

The Nine-Colored Divine Lightning struck Lin Fan's body with unerring precision.

There was no explosion.

There was no loud crash.

The moment the divine lightning touched his skin, Lin Fan's body directly turned into the tiniest handful of charred ash.

[Ding!]

[Host death detected! Cause of death: Killed by a direct hit from 'heavenly dao will Judgment · Nine-Colored Divine Lightning'.]

[Performing death rating...]

[Death Rating: Grade A+!]

[Processing reward settlement...]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the reward: Special Physique 'Indestructible Thunder Body (Initial Stage)'!]

The next second.

Where the handful of ash scattered, points of light gathered, and Laws reconstructed.

Lin Fan's figure once again appeared in the same spot, completely intact.

He clenched his fists, feeling a brand-new power within his flesh and bones that was incredibly compatible with the Laws of lightning.

In that instant, his Physical Body's resistance to lightning skyrocketed by thousands of times.

"Hahaha!"

Lin Fan laughed toward the sky, his laughter filled with sheer delight.

"Again!"

With a stomp of his foot, he turned into a streak of light, advancing instead of retreating, actively rushing toward the even more enraged tribulation cloud high in the sky.

As if saying:

"Is this all the power you have?"

"It's not even enough to give me a scratch!"

...Meanwhile.

Within the Pill Pavilion of the main Peak in the distant Qingyun Sect.

As an Alchemy Grandmaster, Zhao Linger's perception of heavenly secrets and Luck was much more sensitive than that of ordinary Cultivators.

The moment the Nine-Colored Tribulation Cloud covered the entire continent, she felt it in her heart; an extreme restlessness made it impossible for her to focus on Alchemy.

She took out three ancient tortoise shells, and with spiritual energy flowing from her fingertips, she began to divine the heavenly secrets.

The tortoise shells spun continuously on the stone plate, eventually forming a hexagram.

The moment she saw the hexagram, Zhao Linger's face instantly lost all color, becoming as white as paper.

Ten deaths and no life.

An omen of great calamity!

Moreover, the direction pointed out by the hexagram was none other than Burial Immortal Valley!

"Lin Fan..."

Her lips trembled, and ignoring everything else, she suddenly stood up and turned into a streak of light, intending to rush out of the Pill Pavilion regardless of the cost.

"Senior Sister Linger! You mustn't!"

A portly figure scrambled and crawled, desperately blocking her path.

It was Fatty Zhang.

He was also covered in sweat, his face filled with horror and anxiety.

"Senior Sister Linger, look at the sky! That's a world-ending Heavenly Tribulation! Boss... Boss must be Undergoing Tribulation! If you go now, you'll just be turned into ash by the aftershocks of the tribulation lightning!"

Tears burst from Zhao Linger's eyes, her voice choked with sobs.

"But the hexagram shows 'ten deaths and no life'! He's in danger!"

Fatty Zhang grit his teeth and said loudly:

"Who is Boss? He's a person who can create miracles! For others, this kind of Heavenly Tribulation is a narrow escape from death, but for Boss, it's a sure thing! We have to believe in him!"

Even as he said this, he was actually terrified inside.

But he knew he had to stop Zhao Linger.

If she went, not only would she be unable to help, but she might also distract Boss.

Blocked by him, Zhao Linger looked at the terrifying Nine-Colored Tribulation Cloud on the horizon; her body went limp, and she slumped to the ground.

She knew Fatty Zhang was right.

With her cultivation, she didn't even have the right to approach the battlefield.

Tears silently slid down her cheeks.

She could only stay here, within the Sect, and pray for him with her most sincere heart... Above Burial Immortal Valley.

Lin Fan's crazy actions had completely enraged the heavenly dao will.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The second, third, fourth... Nine-Colored Divine Lightning, thicker and more condensed than before, containing even more terrifying Laws of destruction, poured down toward Lin Fan like a torrential rain.

Lin Fan jumped back and forth within the sea of lightning.

He was blasted into charcoal.

[Ding! Grade A+ death! Indestructible Thunder Body (Initial Stage) Proficiency +10%!]

He resurrected, then was blasted into a bloody mist.

[Ding! Grade A+ death! Indestructible Thunder Body (Initial Stage) Proficiency +12%!]

He resurrected, then was annihilated into elementary particles.

[Ding! Grade A+ death! Indestructible Thunder Body (Initial Stage) Proficiency +15%!]

In the cycle of death and resurrection, he was frantically shearing the Heavenly Dao's wool.

Under the baptism of this feast of death, his Physical Body became stronger and stronger.

The Indestructible Thunder Body was also rapidly advancing toward Perfection through each death.

This sight left the Spirit Transformation Old Monsters observing from afar completely numb.

They watched the man bathing in the world-ending sea of lightning, their Divine Souls trembling.

Undergoing Tribulation... so it could actually be like this?

Finally, after the ninety-ninth divine lightning bolt fell, the lightning in the heavens slowly subsided.

But that will of judgment did not dissipate.

Instead, it became even more eerie and grim.

Lin Fan knew that after physical attacks proved ineffective, the Heavenly Tribulation was about to serve the second course.

Heart Demon Tribulation.

As expected.

The surrounding scenery began to distort.

Countless twisted shadows emerged from the Void Realm, turning into blurry human figures that lunged at him.

"Lin Fan! Why haven't you met this month's performance targets!"

A man with a receding hairline and a beer belly—his boss from his previous life—roared at him.

Lin Fan was expressionless as he threw a punch, blowing him apart.

"Lin Fan! You trash! How dare you steal my Opportunity!"

The illusion of the Prodigy Xiao Chen appeared, his face full of resentment.

Lin Fan backhanded him, slapping him into dissipation.

Heart Demon illusions appeared one after another.

Every enemy he had encountered in this life, and even some passersby he had met only once, turned into Heart Demons and took turns attacking.

But these posed no threat at all to Lin Fan's immortal Soul, which was as solid as a rock.

Like clearing away trash, he wiped out these Heart Demons one by one.

The heavenly dao will also seemed to realize that these low-level illusions were ineffective against him.

Therefore.

The final ultimate move descended.

In front of Lin Fan, the Void Realm distorted, and two figures slowly condensed into form.

One figure was dressed in white as pure as snow, with a cold temperament and sharp eyes; the longsword in her hand emitted the extreme chill of the Taiyin Source.

It was exactly Li Hanyue.

The other figure wore a light green dress, with gentle eyes and a serene temperament; she held a Jade Ruyi in her hand, which emitted a dense fragrance of Medicinal Pills.

It was exactly Zhao Linger.

Two perfect illusions appeared simultaneously, with not a single flaw in their aura or demeanor.

They looked at Lin Fan.

In their eyes, there was none of the usual tenderness or dependence.

There was only cold, murderous intent.

The next moment.

"Li Hanyue" and "Zhao Linger" simultaneously raised their weapons, the tip of the sword and the Jade Ruyi pointing from afar at Lin Fan's heart.