72: Who is the local dog?

“This… does he have to be so awesome?”

“He actually charged into the Lightning Tribulation?”

Many people were utterly shocked when they saw Li Luo not only not defend himself with all his might, but instead soar into the sky and charge towards the descending Lightning Tribulation.

“Young man, are you even human?”

Witnessing this scene, including Wan Qingliu, the ancient fossil-level Cultivators of the Qinghe Sect felt their blood surge, so excited they could barely contain themselves.

The Lightning Tribulation represented his talent, so much so that even the Heavenly Dao felt jealous.

Thus, it sent down the Lightning Tribulation.

Although dangerous, if one could withstand the baptism of the Lightning Tribulation, they would surely gain immense benefits.

Their talent would surpass what it was before!

And at this moment, the most awesome thing was that Li Luo didn't dodge or evade; instead, he did the opposite, charging towards the Lightning Tribulation in the Void Realm.

Whoosh.

Outside the Qinghe Sect, many Cultivators also noticed this scene, and their eyes nearly popped out.

It was too terrifying!

“Boom! Crack!”

It seemed to sense the provocation from this tiny human, and the power of the descending lightning sword increased by a third.

However, Li Luo, charging towards the Lightning Tribulation, had brilliant eyes.

Since he couldn't keep a low profile, showing off was inevitable. He wouldn't be low-key anymore.

“Thud!”

In the Void Realm, the two directly collided.

Light exploded.

Countless Cultivators covered their eyes, tearing up from the blinding pain.

It was like a scorching sun bursting forth.

Many Cultivators in the distance were dumbfounded. “How did another sun appear in the sky?”

The children had many questions in their heads.

“Die, strike him dead!”

Murong Chuixue was also incredibly nervous at this moment, constantly cursing.

After all,

with such an unparalleled Prodigy emerging, even a Genius like him would definitely be overshadowed and become a mere foil.

Vaguely, he sensed that the appearance of a peerless Prodigy like Li Luo, who drew down Heavenly Punishment, if he didn't die, would surely usher in a golden age of Cultivation.

Whew.

Many high-ranking members of the Qinghe Sect also held their breath.

Hot tears stung their eyes and rolled down, but they still looked up, gazing at that figure.

“Ah, look! That figure doesn’t seem to have been struck dead!”

A Cultivator shrieked.

After all,

in their eyes, the Lightning Tribulation was a great terror, a terrifying calamity that countless Cultivators avoided like the plague.

Who would dare to fight back against the Lightning Tribulation?

Yet, before them, someone did.

And, it seemed, he wasn't dead?!

In the Void Realm, Li Luo circulated his Chaotic Divine Demon Body, arcs of lightning leaping around him, like a Thunder God.

Initially, he felt a wave of numbness.

However, the Chaotic Divine Demon Body, ranked first on the Supreme Celestial Body Ranking, was simply too overbearing; it continuously absorbed the power of the Lightning Tribulation.

The cells within Li Luo's Physical Body seemed to transform into vibrant, living beings, cheering and leaping.

They craved, they desired.

This Lightning Tribulation, which made ordinary Cultivators turn pale at the mention of it, seemed to have become their nourishment!

Moreover, after Li Luo underwent the baptism of the Lightning Tribulation, his aura became even more ethereal and refined.

Within his Dantian, his True Qi also slowly underwent a transformation, becoming more solid and pure.

In the Fish Leap Realm, a Cultivator’s True Qi transforms into spiritual power.

This marks the official start of their Cultivation journey.

Li Luo only felt the surging, tide-like spiritual power within his Dantian.

According to the Qinghe Sect’s secret records, the Fish Leap Realm has nine stages, like a carp leaping over the Dragon Gate.

With each transformation, the reserve of spiritual power increases dramatically.

Generally speaking, a Cultivator who has just entered the Fish Leap Realm has about one pond's worth of spiritual power.

That is, a small pond.

However, Li Luo sensed that his current spiritual power was like a vast lake, with a length and width ten times that of a pond, as far as his eyes could see.

This made Li Luo tremble, incredibly excited.

One must know that the reserve is determined by volume. With ten times the length and width, if the depth were also ten times...

Wouldn't his spiritual power reserve, having just entered the first stage of the Fish Leap Realm, be hundreds, even thousands of times that of an ordinary Cultivator!

If this were to be spoken aloud, it would probably scare countless Cultivators to death.

Perhaps,

this was related to Li Luo's terrifying Physique. Moreover, with the added boost of the Divine-Grade Cultivation Technique, the Great Purity Carefree Divine Art, it was simply too Heaven-Defying, thus attracting the Lightning Tribulation.

“This feels great.”

Feeling the comfortable sensation of the lightning striking his body, and with his body, inside and out, undergoing a massive transformation due to the baptism of the Lightning Tribulation,

Li Luo, having tasted the sweetness, yearned for more.

His gaze swept towards the Void Realm.

“Hey, this isn’t exciting enough. Come, be more intense!”

The young man stood in the Void Realm, roaring up at the sky.

Gasp.

The tens of thousands of Cultivators below were instantly dumbfounded.

Damn!

Are you listening? Are you human?

However, this was truly not Li Luo intentionally showing off; rather, he genuinely felt this way.

“Boom! Crack!”

As if sensing the provocation, the lightning vortex brewing in the Void Realm condensed furiously.

The dazzling lightning arcs spreading from around the black hole made many Cultivators below feel their scalps tingle.

Even,

Murong Chuixue’s eyelids twitched uncontrollably. “This is a bit terrifying!”

“Scared me to death.”

“Sizzle!”

After brewing for a long time, suddenly,

from the Void Realm, the Lightning Punishment Sword once again slashed down fiercely.

If the previous Lightning Tribulation Sword was only as thick as an arm,

then this Lightning Punishment Sword was as thick as a water bucket!

“Thud, thud, thud!”

The Void Realm trembled. Again and again, Li Luo’s Physical Body, instead of retreating, advanced, fiercely colliding and crashing into the Lightning Tribulation in the Void Realm.

Li Luo only felt his Physical Body strength soaring wildly, and at the same time, his spiritual power transformation was complete, but it was continuously being tempered.

It became purer. Although its volume didn't appear to change much, Li Luo knew that its quality had undergone an earth-shattering transformation.

This made Li Luo, having just entered the Fish Leap Realm, capable of sweeping through Cultivators of the same rank.

However, it also meant that Li Luo's advancement would be a thousand, even ten thousand times more difficult than ordinary Cultivators.

But, he didn't care in the slightest.

For him, with the System of Returning Disciples, this was not a problem at all.

Boom, boom, boom.

A total of nine Heavenly Punishment Swords descended.

Li Luo’s Physical Body had ascended to ten thousand meters in the Void Realm. From below, he could only be seen as a tiny black dot, like an ant.

However, he shone brilliantly all around.

Soon, the Lightning Tribulation dissipated.

Those below, including Murong Chuixue, who had been cursing Li Luo, were now completely disappointed, even somewhat despairing.

This child was too much of a Prodigy.

Being his enemy would lead to restless nights.

“Swish.”

Stepping through the Void Realm, Li Luo descended.

Dressed in a green robe, he possessed unparalleled grace.

“Ah!”

“So handsome!”

Ji Yue'er, bound by the Immortal Binding Rope, shrieked, her beautiful eyes red and moist.

This was due to extreme excitement.

“Haha, Murong Chuixue, didn’t you all look down on us Martial Artists from the Qinghe Region, comparing us to stray dogs?”

“But now, I want to ask in return: Who is the stray dog?”

Wan Qingliu felt his blood boiling and tears welling up at this moment.

He asked, looking at the once arrogant and haughty Murong Chuixue.

Upon hearing this, Murong Chuixue’s expression was as terrible as if he had eaten three pounds of excrement.

He snorted coldly and was about to turn and leave.

“Stop. Did I tell you to leave?”

A cold voice rang out.