112: Seven-colored divine thunder tribulation! Demon-slaying sword technique appears!

Not knowing how much attention he had garnered, Meng Yun only wanted to speed up the process at this moment.

A Tribulation Cloud had been brewing for half a day without striking any lightning. If it wasn't going to, it should just disperse!

Within the Tribulation Cloud, Meng Yun's face was ashen as he gazed at the purple-gold lightning swirling around him, yet refusing to approach.

"Heaven and Earth Smelting Furnace Fire!"

Meng Yun murmured, spreading his hand casually. Two golden-red flames materialized in his palm, gently dancing.

For a moment, the golden-red and purple-gold complemented each other beautifully.

The Heaven and Earth Smelting Furnace Fire was said to be able to refine everything in the world.

He wondered if this tribulation lightning, which struck fear into countless cultivators, could be seized by him and refined in an instant?

In a flash, Meng Yun, through the flames, grasped a bolt of lightning.

It was like holding the future.

The purple-gold divine lightning pulsed defiantly in his palm. Lightning that could turn a Nascent Soul into ashes with a single strand only brought Meng Yun a tingling sensation.

It had to be said that with the Heaven and Earth Smelting Furnace Fire and twenty times his battle power, Meng Yun was already fearless among those of the same cultivation level!

"Refine for me!"

As if treating a piece of roasted meat, Meng Yun used the flames to completely envelop the purple-gold tribulation lightning, then began to roast it evenly.

Oh, he couldn't just roast one spot.

Flip it over, flip it over…

At first, the purple-gold tribulation lightning struggled endlessly, seizing opportunities to counterattack.

However, as Meng Yun refined it, the instinctive will contained within the tribulation lightning was gradually stripped away, eliminated, and burned to ashes.

Four Kūn-bells later, this bolt of tribulation lightning had become as thick as a pinky finger. Under Meng Yun's spiritual energy communication, it moved as he willed, like an extension of his arm.

"Slurp."

Meng Yun casually patted it, drawing it into his First Dantian, transforming it into his own energy.

A single purple-gold divine lightning quietly floated near his Dantian, with occasional wisps of electric light pulsing, imbuing Meng Yun's pure spiritual energy with a hint of lightning attribute.

"Heh heh, although I don't have an anomalous lightning spirit root, my tribulation lightning spiritual energy is even stronger!"

Nonsense, this was a Heavenly Tribulation!

Meng Yun was full of ambition, his gaze sweeping through the tribulation cloud, searching for the next unlucky target.

One bolt.

Two bolts.

Ten bolts…

Time flew by like this.

In the blink of an eye, two and a half hours passed, and the sky had already begun to darken.

After the initial shock, countless cultivators no longer paid attention to the tribulation cloud's movements.

The tribulation cloud hadn't dispersed, proving that Eastern Abyss was alive and well.

This guy was just showing off for no reason; if he died, he deserved it!

"Meow~ Yawn~"

Ruyi was sprawled on Dragon Spirit's head, yawning.

This cat already told you, instead of worrying about Meng Yun, why not think about what to eat tonight!

Dragon Spirit didn't listen.

Even if her neck ached and her eyes were dry, she would at most change her posture and continue to stare at Meng Yun.

Under her gaze, the golden tribulation cloud actually began to squirm and spread.

Streaks of strange colored light seemed to be slowly brewing…

Hmm?

Could it be…

Had she seen things?

Dragon Spirit couldn't help but rub her eyes.

Indeed, looking for too long, dizziness and hallucinations were quite normal.

Deep breaths, deep breaths~

"Seven-Colored Divine Lightning Tribulation?!

Heavens, it's the Seven-Colored Divine Lightning Tribulation!"

War Xiao, Hall Master of War Hall, the Hall Master of the Battle Hall, cried out in alarm, his voice slowly resounding throughout the heavens and earth.

At this point, he could no longer maintain a shred of composure!

The Seven-Colored Divine Lightning Tribulation, this was clearly something that only existed in legends!

In his lifetime, War Xiao, Hall Master of War Hall, in his lifetime, was actually able to witness it!

At this moment, who cared about whether he was a cauldron or not!

This child's talent was heaven-defying; given time, he would surely achieve greatness!

If he wasn't drawn in before he rose to power, it would be difficult to stand as equals in the future!

Right, he had a daughter named Zhan Yirou, known as the Immortal Sect's Little Princess. Perhaps she could be betrothed to Eastern Abyss!

"Smack."

The Grand Elder couldn't help but tug off another beard.

This undoubtedly made his already sparse hair even worse.

But at this moment, he was in no mood to care about such details.

The Grand Elder's voice trembled: "Seven-Colored Divine Lightning Tribulation… A sign of an Immortal Emperor, this is a sign of an Immortal Emperor!

Ancestors… Ancestors above, my Immortal Sect… might have a chance to return to the Immortal Realm…

Heaven bless the Immortal Sect, Heaven bless the Immortal Sect!!"

The Grand Elder gazed at the seven-colored tribulation cloud in the sky, his old tears flowing freely.

Boom!

On the Flying Peak where Peak Master Ye Qing was located, an supreme fluctuation suddenly erupted, and the aura of a Mahayana stage cultivator instantly swept out.

Ye Qing let out a loud laugh: "Hahaha, to think that I, Ye Qing, also…"

"Get back in!"

The Grand Elder roared, and with a casual wave of his wide sleeve, he threw all of Ye Qing's aura into the depths of the void.

Ye Qing breaking through to the Mahayana stage was a minor matter.

Delaying Eastern Abyss's breakthrough to the Transformation Spirit stage, that was the true sin against the sect!

Ye Qing, banished to the void: ?

No?

Shouldn't his breakthrough to the Mahayana stage be met with cheers from thousands and congratulations from all directions?

Had the White Tiger Heaven already changed its customs and prohibited grand celebrations during his secluded cultivation?

This was difficult.

Without Ye Qing's interference, the Grand Elder once again turned his gaze to the depths of the tribulation cloud.

This kind of active absorption of tribulation lightning also made his old bones feel a surge of excitement!

Old, can he still eat!

…

Meng Yun was speechless at this moment.

He also hadn't expected that his frantic refining of the tribulation lightning just now seemed to have angered the remaining will of the tribulation lightning.

They actually scrambled to gather together, forming a terrifying seven-colored lightning dragon!

A supreme will was vaguely attached to it. Within the tribulation cloud, the seven-colored lightning dragon suddenly opened its eyes.

Heaven and earth lost their color, and all things were without light.

At this moment, the lightning dragon fully revived, its roar shaking the nine heavens and the universe!

Dotting the eye of the dragon!

"This is troublesome…"

Meng Yun's face was ashen; he clearly hadn't anticipated this change.

But it didn't matter.

In his perception, although this aura was strong, it was merely at the Transformation Spirit Peak.

The lightning tribulation was just a life-and-death trial, never meant to kill.

His Transformation Spirit Mid-stage with twenty times battle power might be difficult to match.

But don't forget, he still had twenty times the battle power of a Nascent Soul Peak in his Second Dantian!

Twenty times Nascent Soul battle power, while not enough on its own.

But he really… was just that little bit short!

For the first time.

Meng Yun unleashed the power of both Dantians simultaneously.

The Heaven and Earth Smelting Furnace Fire roared, transforming into a massive flaming cauldron under Meng Yun's guidance.

Spiritual energy as fuel, fire as the furnace.

The seven-colored lightning dragon roared, instantly striking down at Meng Yun.

Meng Yun didn't dodge or evade. Facing the lightning dragon, he brought the flaming cauldron down over its head.

"Refine for me!"

Torrential spiritual energy burned fiercely. The Heaven and Earth Smelting Furnace Fire formed a lid, completely enveloping the lightning dragon within.

"Roar—!"

The seven-colored lightning dragon let out an unyielding roar, crashing wildly within the cauldron. Seven-colored electrical currents pulsed frantically around the cauldron, yet could not cross a single inch.

After an unknown amount of time, silence finally fell within the cauldron.

The situation was decided.

Meng Yun unleashed countless spiritual energies, beginning to reduce the liquid over a high flame.

What?

Refining tribulation lightning was no different from roasting meat!

"Roar—!"

Suddenly, the seven-colored lightning dragon shattered the cauldron lid, soaring into the sky, and then plunged directly towards Meng Yun!

This was its final dying struggle!

But also its strongest strike!

If he could slay it, Meng Yun's Transformation Spirit realm would be completely solidified!

Otherwise, all his efforts would be in vain!

Meng Yun's gaze was steady. He pointed his fingers like a sword, and spiritual energy rapidly swirled around them.

"Dharma Banishment, Swordplay!"