76: Chapter 76 The whole class is in an uproar! Could that game booster be Qingfeng, who's undergone the Heavenly Tribulation?

The violent shockwaves instantly swept across the front rows.

A dozen top-tier level 150 experts didn't even have time to scream; their high-grade shields shattered upon impact, rendering them useless.

Players with slightly weaker strength had their HP bars instantly wiped to zero, turning into white light as they were sent back to the main city.

Merely a sliver of the pressure from the forming Heavenly Tribulation was enough to instantly kill over a hundred high-level players!

Yet, Jiang Feng, standing in the center of the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Platform, didn't even lift an eyelid.

Crack!

The first bolt of blood-colored heavenly thunder crashed down!

No shield raised, no dodging.

Jiang Feng just stood there casually, letting the thunder, capable of shattering mountains, smash fiercely onto the crown of his head.

Lightning exploded, and his black robe danced wildly.

The large, bold word "IMMUNE" slowly floated above his head.

Not a scratch. It was purely ticklish damage.

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In the real world, Dongjiang City No. 4 High School.

The entire classroom was deathly silent; you could hear a pin drop.

The entire class had stopped writing, stiffly craning their necks as they stared fixedly at the projection screen in front of the blackboard.

"Do you guys feel like... the figure of this big shot Qingfeng looks exactly like Jiang Feng from our class, the one with the B-grade talent?" A boy swallowed hard and muttered in a low voice.

"Give it a rest!"

A classmate nearby immediately scoffed, looking utterly disdainful, "Jiang Feng is just a power-leveler who only knows how to farm basic mobs! This guy is a big shot who can go head-to-head with the Heavenly Dao!"

"If they're the same person, I'll memorize this 'Advanced Demon Realm Skill Manual' word-for-word right now, and copy all the dungeon guides 100 times!"

Sitting in the front row, the school beauty Shen Qingni stared fixedly at the figure on the screen, her breathing becoming shallow.

She didn't speak, but her fingertips unconsciously clenched tight, her heart pounding wildly in her chest—that nonchalant posture, hands in pockets, completely indifferent to the pressure of the heavenly thunder, was exactly the same as when he rejected her.

A woman's intuition was screaming alarms: this man on the screen, who made the whole world tremble, was definitely the same Jiang Feng who had rejected her without even looking back!

...

On the screen, the Heavenly Tribulation seemed completely enraged by Jiang Feng's reckless disregard.

The lightning turned into a rainstorm, crashing down incessantly.

The fifth bolt!

The tenth bolt!

The fourteenth bolt!

When the fourteenth bolt of dark red lightning, as thick as a water barrel, crashed down, the terrifying force of the shockwave not only tore apart the space within the game but, following some invisible channel, directly impacted the real world.

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Blue Star, the frozen lands of the North—Winter Demon Abyss.

The Abyss Demon Emperor Baal stumbled up from his throne, his giant scarlet eyes locked onto the firmament, his entire body's demonic energy trembling violently.

That destructive, high-dimensional pressure seeping in from the void made even him, a veteran Demon Emperor who had held his position for sixty years, go weak in the knees, his soul trembling.

"A Heavenly Tribulation of this level... what kind of monster is this kid! How could he possibly trigger a lightning tribulation of such dimensions!"

Baal's voice was shaking uncontrollably; the former majesty of the Demon Emperor was completely gone.

"All troops, listen up! Abandon all surface strongholds on Blue Star! Seal the gates of the Winter Demon Abyss immediately! Whoever dares to take a single step out, I'll skin them alive!"

His ambition of conquering Blue Star over a hundred years was instantly shattered into nothingness under this pressure.

A nightmare descended silently, wrapping him tightly in an abyss of boundless fear, from which he could not escape.

No!

I have persecuted the Blue Star humans for sixty years; he will never let me go!

I must flee!

I must escape this star sector!

...

East Sea Defense Line, Huaxia Supreme Command.

"General! The Demon race has retreated! They've pulled back into the abyss like they've seen a ghost!"

The adjutant charged into the command tent, his face full of fanaticism.

General Mad Dog Li Yan gazed at the faint lightning in the sky and laughed up at the heavens, laughing until tears streamed down his face.

"Retreated? They're scared! One person undergoing the tribulation, scaring away thousands of demons! This is the presence of my Huaxia's anchor!"

Just as the adjutant acknowledged, the urgent voice of a frontline scout suddenly sounded in his earpiece.

His expression turned serious. After listening to the earpiece, he turned to Li Yan and reported in a deep voice: "General! Urgent report from the frontline!"

The reconnaissance satellites saw it clearly—in the direction of the Winter Demon Abyss, Demon Emperor Baal's exclusive demonic warship had already launched.

Black mist enveloped the hull as it slowly drilled into the abyss fissure.

Not only that, the million-strong demon army on the outskirts of the abyss was in complete chaos.

They were retreating like madmen, completely routed and in utter disarray.

They didn't even spare a glance at the demonic artifacts and provisions on the ground.

Is this a retreat?

This is clearly a panicked, desperate flight!

That old bastard Baal has truly been scared out of his wits, even throwing away the dignity of a Demon Emperor!

...

Lightning was still pouring down crazily, one bolt after another smashing onto the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Platform—the twentieth bolt!

The twenty-eighth bolt!

The thirty-fifth bolt!

When the thirty-fifth heavenly thunderbolt crashed down, the entire sky was dyed a doomsday scarlet, so piercing that people couldn't keep their eyes open.

Around the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Platform, the ground had long been scorched into a churning lake of magma.

Scorching waves of heat rushed toward them, and spatial rifts spread and tore like black spiderwebs, as if they would swallow everything in the next second.

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Kyoto, Tianshu Dragon Garden.

The level 100 military big shot Zhang Changlin and the head of the Chamber of Commerce, Jiang Shuyun, stood side-by-side on the high tower, their gazes locked onto the sky.

The sky of the real world was also shrouded in a layer of bewitching red light, echoing the anomaly within the game.

"This commotion has already exceeded all human cognition."

Zhang Changlin slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, his voice filled with reverence carved into his bones, saying word by word: "Where is he undergoing a tribulation? He is taming this world."

Jiang Shuyun's beautiful eyes lit up suddenly, then she bit her red lips tightly, the turbulent waves in her heart nearly drowning her.

She knew better than anyone that she was witnessing an absolute deity, breaking through the shackles of the Heavenly Dao, descending to rule the world.

...

Time ticked away second by second.

In the live stream, those foreign server players who had previously clamored to insult Qingfeng and question if he was hacking had long since fallen silent; the chat was completely dead.

Four point two billion viewers globally, along with an endless stream of onlookers arriving, all held their breath, watching Jiang Feng stand in the destructive thunderstorm—strolling leisurely, as calm as if he weren't undergoing a tribulation, but taking a walk in his own back garden.

From beginning to end, he hadn't even drawn that magic staff hidden under his robe, which was capable of destroying the heavens and extinguishing the earth.

Possessing the [Heaven-Robbing Thunder-Controlling Boots], which could forcibly reduce Heavenly Tribulation damage by 80%, combined with his heaven-defying HP in the thousands of trillions, plus the absolute damage immunity of [Divine Overlord Body]—

This lightning tribulation, enough to turn the entire Blue Star to ashes, smashed onto him without even a single forced "-1" damage number floating up.

Boom—!

The firmament suddenly fell into deathly silence.

All thunderclouds collapsed and compressed madly toward the center, finally condensing into a pitch-black thunder sphere over a kilometer in diameter, hovering in mid-air, carrying an aura of destruction.

The forty-ninth heavenly thunderbolt, the absolute limit of a conventional Heavenly Tribulation!

But this thunder sphere didn't strike down; instead, it slowly twisted and expanded in mid-air, finally transforming into a ten-thousand-foot-tall faceless divine shadow.

The divine shadow held a lightning spear formed from pure Heavenly Dao laws.

The cold light at the spear tip flared, locking onto Jiang Feng, and with the irresistible will of the world, it was hurled down violently!