112: Chapter 112 What kind of oddball is this?

Li Yingzhen watched the tribulation cloud from afar and sighed, "This really is a Death Cultivator."

"The Heavenly Dao doesn't leave any path for survival."

"I wonder what kind of tribulation this is?"

The tribulation cloud, spreading for ten thousand miles, caused the entire Anning Prefecture to explode into chaos.

Every Cultivator held their breath, terrified of being caught in the Lightning Tribulation.

Fortunately, the Lightning Tribulation did not expand, focusing primarily on the small mountain peak where Zhao Yi was.

"Thank goodness, thank goodness!"

"The Cultivators outside this small mountain peak are not within the range of the Lightning Tribulation, otherwise, this would be a huge disaster."

Because Anning Prefecture was rich in Spirit Stone mines, it had millions of Cultivators.

If the area covered by the tribulation cloud counted as the site of Undergoing Tribulation, so many Cultivators would be finished.

Zheng Qinghe wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, looking relieved.

He hadn't been happy for long before the tribulation cloud in the sky expanded again, covering the entire Hezhou Prefecture.

Half a day later, the Teleportation Array in Anning Prefecture flickered incessantly; all the leaders of Hezhou Prefecture had gathered in Anning Prefecture.

"Is everyone free with nothing to do?"

Looking at these Cultivators, Li Yingzhen's face was extremely ugly.

"Fourth Master?"

"The tribulation cloud covers the entire Hezhou Prefecture; we don't know what happened."

"That's why…"

"Everyone, withdraw."

"By the way, tell the other Cultivators that the Mining Envoy of Anning Prefecture is Undergoing Tribulation. Let them guard their own places and not panic."

"Mining Envoy of Anning Prefecture?"

"The Zhao Yi who mines?"

Apparently, some people still hadn't forgotten about the incident at Mount Heng.

"Oh my, is he Undergoing Tribulation again?"

Just as everyone was curious about what kind of tribulation this was, the original ten-thousand-mile tribulation cloud suddenly surged and crazily contracted toward a certain place.

In just a dozen breaths, the tribulation cloud filling the sky had vanished.

"What happened?"

"Did Zhao Yi fall?"

Li Yingzhen could no longer remain calm and tore through space to appear at the place where Zhao Yi was in seclusion.

When she saw Zhao Yi's state, even with her vast experience, she was stunned.

Zhao Yi was sitting cross-legged on the mountain peak, his aura restrained and long.

Three feet above his head floated a mass of tribulation cloud, within which thunder and lightning flashed, emitting terrifying power.

Around Zhao Yi, gray Qi currents constantly surged, making Li Yingzhen's hair stand on end.

"This is?"

"Bad luck Qi?"

"Damn it, I've lived half my life and this is the first time I've known that bad luck Qi could manifest."

"What kind of freak is this?"

As a member of the imperial family, Li Yingzhen even cursed, which shows how big of an impact this scene had on her.

Zhao Yi, who was in the middle of a Breakthrough, had no idea about the changes in the outside world; he was immersed in the Fusion of his divine infant and Physical Body.

The mysterious Qi constantly appearing in his body acted like a binding agent, allowing the divine infant and Physical Body to fuse smoothly together.

"So comfortable!"

"This should be the smoothest Breakthrough I've ever had."

Zhao Yi stretched his waist, ending this seclusion.

Opening his eyes, he saw the mini-cloud above his head.

"What the hell, what is this?"

"A sunshade cloud?"

This mini-cloud was just like an umbrella, perfectly shading Zhao Yi from the sun; calling it a sunshade cloud was quite appropriate.

"Be careful!"

"That is a tribulation cloud."

Li Yingzhen's voice came from afar.

"What?"

"This…"

"Ouch!"

Zhao Yi, who was about to say something, suddenly covered his mouth; he had just bitten his own tongue.

"Ptooey!"

Spitting out a mouthful of blood foam, Zhao Yi frowned. Something was wrong; his cultivation was already at the Body Integration Stage, how could he bite his own tongue?

Just as he was puzzled, a feeling of horror suddenly appeared in his heart.

"This is bad!"

Zhao Yi, almost as a reflex, took out the great sumeru treasure hoe and held it vertically above his head.

Boom!

The mini-cloud struck out a pink thunderbolt.

That thunderbolt seemed to have developed consciousness; it actually dodged the great sumeru treasure hoe and hit Zhao Yi squarely between the eyebrows.

Spicy, spicy, spicy~

A pungent spiciness appeared in Zhao Yi's Soul, making his whole body tremble.

To be so spicy that one's Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, that must be it.

"It really is a tribulation cloud?"

Zhao Yi was numb. A mini tribulation cloud? What kind of trick is this?

Zhao Yi still hadn't noticed that he was shrouded in a mass of gray Qi, but Li Yingzhen saw it clearly. The great sumeru treasure hoe could have originally blocked this pink thunderbolt, but it just didn't block it, and it hit Zhao Yi right between the eyebrows, creating an appearance of coincidence; in reality, Zhao Yi was just unlucky.

"Record everything. This tribulation is unheard of and unseen; it might be very useful in the future."

Li Yingzhen stared at Zheng Qinghe, who had followed her.

Zhao Yi was staring at the mini tribulation cloud above his head; thunder and lightning flashed within it, but no thunderbolt came down.

"What does this count as?"

Zhao Yi could only look up and wait. This wait lasted for a whole day.

The next day, at the same time, another cyan thunderbolt struck the unsuspecting Zhao Yi.

"It hurts!"

The extreme pain made Zhao Yi unable to bear it, and he fainted directly.

While Zhao Yi fainted, the great sumeru treasure hoe also seemed to lose control, falling directly and hitting Zhao Yi's head exactly.

If Zhao Yi hadn't cultivated to the Body Integration Stage, this blow would likely have cracked his brain.

However, the dull blow of the great sumeru treasure hoe woke the fainted Zhao Yi up.

"What happened to me?"

"Oh, Lightning Tribulation!"

Looking at the mini tribulation cloud, there was fear in Zhao Yi's eyes. What kind of Lightning Tribulation could make a Body Integration Stage Cultivator faint from pain?

Most importantly, two days and two lightning strikes, the feelings were completely different.

This feeling was too terrible.

Looking at Li Yingzhen and the others under the small mountain, Zhao Yi asked, "Does Fourth Master know what kind of tribulation this is?"

Li Yingzhen shook her head; she really hadn't seen this thing before.

Other Cultivators went without saying; their knowledge was not as good as Li Yingzhen's.

"Although I don't know what the tribulation is called…"

"But I know what the gray Qi around you is…"

"That is bad luck Qi, the Qi of misfortune."

Zhao Yi...

Looking at the Qi around him, this is bad luck Qi?

Why was he a little skeptical?

Getting up,

Rip~

The hoe of the great sumeru treasure hoe didn't know when it got hooked on Zhao Yi's pants. As he stood up, this dharma robe, worth one Low-Grade Spirit Stone, immediately became rags, revealing half of his buttocks.

Covering his buttocks with his hands, Zhao Yi believed it.

First, he accidentally bit his tongue, then he was hit on the head, and now his pants were torn;

To say something unpleasant, he hadn't been this unlucky in the past ten years.

"How to break it?"

Now it was just small bad luck; Zhao Yi was a bit afraid. Would he have big bad luck next time?

"I don't know."

"You just have to endure it."

How to break bad luck Qi?

Li Yingzhen really didn't know.

Next, a lightning strike every day, plus omnipresent bad luck, Zhao Yi almost collapsed.

Heaven have mercy, he, a dignified Early Stage Body Integration Stage Cultivator, almost choked to death on his own saliva this morning.

The mini tribulation cloud plus bad luck Qi, the power was not great, but the insult was extremely high.

"Damn it, either strike me to death or dissipate…"

"Did I give you face?"

The nearly collapsing Zhao Yi waved the great sumeru treasure hoe, trying to disperse the mini tribulation cloud above his head, but everything was in vain.

Of course, it wasn't entirely in vain; when he waved the great sumeru treasure hoe, he successfully twisted his left arm.

"It's been a month."

"Is this a tribulation?"

"No, it's torture~"