75: Chapter 75 Heavenly Tribulation and Dimensional Ascension! Millions of players witness the terror of China's forbidden secrets!

However, the Heavenly Dao is ruthless; the lightning tribulation locks onto the origin of the soul, rendering any tricks useless.

Rumble!

The first bolt of thunder crashed down!

The Fusang ninja spat out a mouthful of blood, and his three layers of high-level shields shattered instantly as if they were made of paper.

Yet, he gritted his teeth and held on, not taking a single step back, enduring the blow through sheer force of will.

"He held on! He held on against the first bolt of thunder!"

Someone from the crowd below exclaimed.

Just as a flicker of wild joy flashed in the Fusang ninja's eyes, the clouds above were already churning crazily—the second bolt of angry thunder, glowing with a cyan light, gave him no chance to breathe and struck straight down!

Bang!

There was no suspense whatsoever.

The Fusang ninja was blasted into a mist of blood on the spot, dying and respawning back in the main city, while also being judged a failure by the system, permanently losing one-tenth of his attributes.

With two people going up and two people dying tragically in succession, it was like a bucket of ice water poured over the heads of all the players.

The previously noisy crowd fell into instant silence; everyone gasped, and even the whispers vanished.

The power of the Heavenly Tribulation crushed all luck and arrogance.

Just amidst this silence, a steady, indifferent voice slowly rang out, easily breaking through the tension of the entire scene:

"Step aside."

Alston, the heavy-armored knight who ranked first on the Maple Kingdom's Third Transition powerhouse leaderboard, slowly stepped onto the stage.

He held a giant tower shield embedded with dragon crystals, the shield body gleaming with a cold luster. Every step he took onto the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Platform was steady, powerful, and resonant, full of presence.

After taking a deep breath, an eye-piercing holy light instantly erupted from Alston's body, and he shouted loudly: "Holy Shield Defense! Life Bloom!"

The holy light enveloped his body, and the giant tower shield was held horizontally in front of him, ready for battle.

Boom!

The first white thunderbolt crashed down, slamming hard into the tower shield, sparks flying and dust filling the air.

Alston planted his feet firmly, not moving an inch. Looking at the tower shield, which could be called a divine artifact, there was only a shallow charred mark, and it was otherwise undamaged.

A chorus of exclamations erupted from the crowd: "What a fierce defense! This is the true strength of a top powerhouse!"

Before he could catch his breath, the second bolt of thunder, glowing with a cyan light, followed closely, unstoppable!

Alston's face went pale, he let out a muffled groan, and one knee slammed heavily onto the charred ground, sending dust flying.

The surface of the giant tower shield in his hand was covered in spiderweb-like cracks, and the luster of the dragon crystals had dimmed; his health bar plummeted instantly, dropping below 20% and hanging in the balance.

But he gritted his teeth, holding on desperately, and managed to endure this fatal blow—he did not fall, did not retreat, and successfully survived the two lightning tribulations!

The thunderclouds slowly dispersed, and a mass of pure golden light descended from the sky, wrapping firmly around Alston.

His aura surged crazily; the Fourth Transition, Reshaping the Divine Body, was a success!

"God! He really endured two heavenly lightning bolts!"

"The Maple Kingdom is going to produce a big shot! The future leader of the Western War Zone!"

Alston stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked around the crowd proudly.

The Western players instantly erupted into earth-shaking cheers; they had finally held their heads high for once.

Just as the atmosphere reached its climax—a figure walked out slowly from behind the crowd.

The young man was dressed in a black and gold robe, his hands casually in his pockets, stepping unhurriedly across the charred ground toward the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Platform.

He did not hide any information.

The ID above his head, just two simple characters, caused the entire scene to fall silent instantly.

[ Qing Feng ]

At first, only a few people on the outskirts of the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Platform glanced carelessly at the black and gold figure, not paying much attention—after all, all kinds of people came and went on the platform every day.

But at that one glance, those few people instantly froze, as if someone had grabbed their throats. Their eyes bulged out, their legs went weak, and with a "thump," they collapsed directly onto the ground, unable to even stand up.

"Qing... Qing... Qing Feng!!!"

A shrill, ear-piercing scream instantly tore through the noise of the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Platform, even harsher than the thunder.

These two words were like a nuclear bomb with a full payload, detonating instantly in the dense crowd!

The Western players who had been cheering for Alston the second before saw their smiles instantly freeze. The wild joy on their faces turned into awe, their mouths hanging open wide enough to fit a fist, even forgetting to breathe;

while the Chinese players, after a brief silence, erupted completely, their roars almost overturning the sky—

"Holy sh*t! It's Boss Qing Feng! Godfather, you're awesome!"

"My god! A true god has descended! He is actually still stuck at level 120, and now he is personally coming to undergo the Fourth Transition Heavenly Tribulation!"

"Boss is simply conducting a dimensionality reduction strike! What kind of lightning tribulation or heavenly tribulation? In front of him, it's nothing! In our hearts, he is a living true god, a supreme existence that no one can match!"

"We finally waited for Boss to make a move! Now those arrogant guys from the West should finally shut up!"

The entire area around the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Platform had long been completely submerged by the wild roars of the Chinese players.

The waves of sound were like a tide, shaking the dark clouds above until they trembled violently.

The news spread from one to ten, from ten to a hundred, sweeping across the globe like a hurricane—

That Boss Qing Feng, who killed a level 300 Forbidden BOSS with one hand, wholesaled seven-colored treasures like commodities, broke through a level 400 forbidden zone, and charged straight into an 8000-level map, was actually only level 120! He was actually just about to undergo the Fourth Transition!

The outrageously explosive information instantly drove players worldwide into a collective frenzy.

The Domain System's main brain was alarmed, directly opening the highest-specification exclusive live broadcast room on both game and reality platforms: [ Heavenly Dao Observatory ]

In the usually deserted live broadcast room, at this moment, everyone dropped their monsters and stopped what they were doing, pouring in like madmen.

The moment the broadcast started, the number of online viewers broke one hundred million!

It must be known that after the Great Cataclysm sixty years ago and the arrival of the Abyssal Demon Emperor on Blue Star, the global population plummeted by sixty percent.

But even so, the moment the broadcast started, over one hundred million players poured in simultaneously. Everyone didn't dare to blink, staring fixedly at the same screen.

In the center of the screen, on the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Platform.

Jiang Feng was wearing a black and gold robe, his hands casually in his pockets, his posture as straight as a spear.

He looked up at the churning pitch-black thunderclouds, his face without a ripple, as calm as if he were just watching an ordinary storm.

The barrage in the live broadcast room had already flooded the screen like a tsunami:

"God! Is he really Qing Feng? That monster who crushed the entire Western War Zone by himself is actually only level 120?!"

"The world has gone mad! Is he using a newbie village panel to slaughter the gods?!"

"Good grief! Once he passes the Heavenly Tribulation, will we in Fusang have any way to survive? Lightning, hurry up and strike him dead!"

"This isn't scientific! System, check quickly if he's hacking! He's definitely hacking!"

Foreign server players were twisted with jealousy, and curses filled the air.

But the next second, the barrage from Chinese players turned into a torrent of steel, sweeping away all the noise:

"Godfather is invincible!"

"Boss Qing Feng, glory to our great China!"

"A bunch of clowns, can't tell who's the boss? My Grandpa Qing Feng is the Guardian God of China!"

"Awesome!!!"

The number of viewers in the live broadcast room skyrocketed at an unreasonable, violent speed: 500 million! 800 million! 1.3 billion! 1.9 billion! 2.8 billion! ...

Top-tier teams raiding in the depths of secret realms abandoned their monsters, vendors setting up stalls in the main city packed up, and even in the highest conference rooms of countries in the real world, leaders put down their documents, holding their breath, staring fixedly at the same screen.

Just at this moment, the Domain System's main brain seemed to be hit hard by terrifying data, and the light screen flashed crazily.

Ding!

A top-tier server-wide announcement, without any warning, used blood-red bold characters to forcefully nail itself onto the retinas of billions of people globally: [ Server-wide Announcement: Player "Qing Feng" has been detected stepping onto the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Platform! ] [ Warning! This player's attributes severely exceed the limit, triggering the underlying rules of the Domain! The Heavenly Tribulation system is automatically ascending! ]

Boom!

As soon as the voice fell, the thunder pool in the sky went completely berserk.

The originally dark purple thunderclouds turned pitch black as ink in an instant.

Deep within the clouds, blood-colored lightning surged wildly, and the pressure was so intense that it made people unable to breathe.

An invisible wave of air, with the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Platform as the center, swept violently in all directions.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!" The experts below were scared out of their wits, roaring wildly.

But, it was all too late.