195: Chapter 194 The Main Event is Here

Hundreds of millions of Yin spirits filled the sky and blotted out the sun, and even ordinary people far away in various parts of Blue Star could see the anomaly on Mount Mao's side.

Everyone looked from afar toward the direction of Mount Mao, watching wide-eyed as hundreds of millions of Yin spirits wandered around in broad daylight, leaving everyone utterly confused for a moment.

Someone shouted: "Hurry up, everyone go online quickly! It is Daoist Ye undergoing the Ascension Tribulation!"

On the internet, the comment sections were flooded one after another, and someone asked in confusion: "Good fellow, Mount Mao has monstrous Yin Qi. How on earth did these two things get dragged together?"

Another comment followed closely behind: "Outrageous! A bunch of ghosts gathered and ran to the Daoist sect's ancestral grounds. What on earth is this situation?"

There were also netizens who loved to watch the excitement and joked: "Ghost: Something is wrong. There are Daoists making trouble on the mountain! Everyone hurry up and run!"

Soon, someone who knew the ropes came forward to explain:

"Stop guessing blindly, everyone. This is Daoist Ye urging the human emperor banner."

"What a pity! My great-aunt's second uncle's third-granny's grandson's cousin's uncle-in-law was right there watching the battle. The lowest cultivation of those people is the Golden Core Stage, which has nothing to do with us ordinary people at all."

"To the person above, what is your relationship with that uncle-in-law?"

"A distant relative!"

"Awesome!"

Someone asked, "Why doesn't the official broadcast the whole thing live?"

Immediately, someone retorted, "Live broadcast? You must be drunk. Even if we have integrated the technology of that world, if you can build a device that can live stream undergoing the Ascension Tribulation, I will kneel down on the spot and call you Grandpa."

After these words were spoken, the person who asked was instantly rendered speechless.

On Zijin Mountain's side, a group of high-level officials looked at the rolling thunder and the sky full of dark clouds above Mount Mao. The leader gently sighed, his heart full of envy for his old partner.

He could go with his own grandson to watch the Ascension Tribulation, but he himself shouldered heavy responsibilities and had no way to casually leave his post.

The secretary beside him was likewise full of envy; since the leader couldn't go, he naturally could only stay behind as well.

Netherworld — —

Black and White Impermanence watched the scene of Ye Qingxuan undergoing the Heavenly Tribulation, especially seeing him release hundreds of millions of Yin spirits, and couldn't help asking King Yama sitting at the head:

"This? Lord Yama, can Daoist Qingxuan do this? Will it work?"

King Yama waved his hand: "It's fine. They are just a group of sinful Yin spirits. With that kind of Karma he has, even if these Yin spirits were ten times more, it would be no problem."

"Besides, they are not Yin spirits of our world, so they are not under my jurisdiction!"

Thanks to the world's upgrade, the Netherworld was also elevated, and the main body of the primary world could project more power. When all is said and done, the Netherworld also owed Ye Qingxuan a huge favor.

For many matters, Lord Yama also turned a blind eye, pretending not to see them was enough.

Black and White Impermanence looked at each other in dismay. However, since Lord Yama had already spoken, why should they care? Just watch.

"Another Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulation, and it's an enhanced version at that. As expected of the Innate Human Race!"

Cutting back to the battlefield of the Heavenly Tribulation, looking at the mighty momentum of hundreds of millions of Yin spirits, they actually lasted less than five seconds before being completely obliterated by the phantom images of the seven Ancestral Masters.

This was normal. Even though these Yin spirits had gone through mutual devouring and slaughtering, among the remaining hundreds of millions of specters, the strongest ones had merely grazed the threshold of the Body Integration Early Stage.

Facing this batch of phantom imprints at the Mahayana level, they could only rely on piling up numbers to barely delay for a moment; under normal circumstances, they wouldn't even hold on for a single second.

Taking advantage of the brief gap where the Yin spirits were holding them back, Ye Qingxuan had already successfully prepared Mastering the Five Thunders.

His several-thousand-foot-tall true form raised his hand and violently waved toward the high altitude. The rolling thunderclouds in the horizon suddenly stagnated, followed by dozens of thick purple thunders tearing through the firmament, fiercely striking towards the phantom images of the seven Ancestral Masters.

Fortunately, Celestial Master Sa had not learned this top-tier Divine Ability, otherwise Ye Qingxuan would have had to expend some extra effort.

The violent purple thunder crashed down, and the phantom image of Ancestral Master Daoji was the first to slowly collapse under the bombardment of the thunder, turning into sky-filling thunder light and dissipating.

Ye Qingxuan immediately circulated his own mana, gathering and absorbing this strand of collapsed Origin thunder light.

Immediately after, the phantom image of Ancestral Master Qin of the Heavenly Demon Palace disintegrated, Celestial Master Sa's phantom image shattered, and Ge Hong's golden-armored warrior along with his original imprint perished one after another.

The phantom image of Ancestral Master Tao Hongjing also dissipated along with them.

In the end, there was only the phantom image of Ancestral Master Gu Changsheng of Shangqing left on the field. This was intentionally left behind by Ye Qingxuan out of deliberate mercy.

Clearly, Ye Qingxuan still remembered the old matters. Not to mention how Gu Changsheng had beaten him up back then, just dragging Bai Yuekui into the National Destiny Space and almost causing a fire in his backyard was a matter he had always kept in his heart.

Although he had already experienced negative-distance contact with Bai Yuekui, this breath had not been smoothed out, and his thoughts were not clear.

Right now, he did not plan to ascend for the time being. He could just use the imprint before him to have a good spar, treating it as loosening his muscles and bones, and wait until his future Ascension to face this Ancestral Master in person for a good communication.

At the same time, in the Upper Realm's Mansion of the Three Zhenjun Mao — —

A group of Ancestral Masters watching Ye Qingxuan undergoing the Heavenly Tribulation all turned their unified gazes toward Gu Changsheng at the side.

Gu Changsheng's old face turned flush red, yet he had nothing to argue back, and could only mutter inwardly: "This junior is too petty and really holds grudges."

But after carefully pondering it, he was helpless as well. He saw it very clearly: Ye Qingxuan had decided to stay in the Lower Realm to Cultivate and assist the world in upgrading, waiting until the day of his Ascension.

His minimum cultivation base would be Golden Immortal, and it was even extremely likely that he would step directly into the Daluo Realm. In the future, he himself would inevitably end up receiving a beating.

Giving it a second thought, Gu Changsheng simply let go and gave up struggling, comforting himself inwardly: Even if this kid's strength advanced by leaps and bounds, he was still his Ancestral Master and elder after all; surely he wouldn't resort to murder, right? At most, he would just get beaten up to vent some steam.

Simply no longer struggling, he calmed his mindset and continued to relish watching the rare and grand drama of undergoing the Heavenly Tribulation below.

The Ancestral Masters saw Gu Changsheng's mentality suddenly become calm and found it somewhat strange. What a pity, they didn't get to see a good show, so they continued watching Ye Qingxuan undergo the Heavenly Tribulation.

Suddenly, a ghost idea popped up in Gu Changsheng's heart. His gaze fell upon Yun Huan in the screen, and he muttered to himself: "Why not find an opportunity to throw this girl into the National Destiny Space as well?"

"Taibai previously still owed this poor Daoist a favor; could I just use this to accomplish this matter?"

"Hmm? Is this brat asking for a beating?" Gu Changsheng suddenly became huffy and puffed, then pointed a finger toward the Lower Realm.

"Hahahaha!"

— — Mount Mao

The onlookers below were all completely baffled, though the Cultivators at the Return to Void Realm could see it clearly: the Divine Ability executed by Ye Qingxuan was extremely powerful.

He was completely capable of defeating all the Ancestral Master phantom images in one breath, yet he deliberately and solely left behind Gu Changsheng's imprint. Everyone could not figure out the reason behind this.

Qingling gently rolled her eyes and immediately guessed the inner reason.

Master Yuanxin, Qingming, Qingyun, and Qingmo also understood. They were all master and disciples of the same lineage; who didn't understand whom? They instantly grasped the calculations in Ye Qingxuan's heart.

Qingyun couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "This kid Qingxuan is still as petty and grudge-holding as ever, but the Ancestral Master is indeed a bit..."

Before he finished speaking, Qingyun immediately shut his mouth, suddenly realizing in his heart that Ancestral Master Gu Changsheng in the Upper Realm must be watching here right now. The Ancestral Master couldn't deal with Ye Qingxuan, but dealing with him was still a piece of cake.

Qingming, Qingmo, together with Master Yuanxin, all tacitly and silently stepped back by one step.

The others around, seeing several powerful experts dodging one after another, though unclear of the specific reason, also subconsciously followed suit and pulled back their distance.

Qingyun suddenly found that the people around him had all emptied out in an instant.

Before he could think more, a startling thunder suddenly exploded above the firmament, and a bolt of thunder precisely struck down on top of his head.

"Boom!"

Qingyun's head of black hair was blown into a messy afro, his handsome face was scorched pitch black by the lightning's glare, and black smoke continuously puffed out of his mouth, looking extremely wretched.

"Pfft!" Qingling couldn't help laughing out loud.

Everyone else instantly fell silent like cicadas in winter, and no one dared to casually discuss it anymore.

Ye Qingxuan glanced at his Second Senior Brother's situation, and looking at Gu Changsheng's imprint, he wore a half-smile.

At this time, Gu Changsheng's imprint's aura had already dropped to the Undergoing Tribulation Middle Stage.

And Ye Qingxuan, having absorbed the Origin of the seven imprints, was infinitely close to the Mahayana stage at this moment. As long as he absorbed this remaining share of the Origin, he could break through before the Heavenly Tribulation ended.

"Heaven and Earth Lose Color, Clearing After Snow!"

Clearing After Snow instantly tied the imprint up like an ordinary zongzi, and then Heaven and Earth Lose Color turned the zongzi into an amber zongzi.

Ye Qingxuan rubbed his fists, preparing to step forward to practice his fist techniques, when the human emperor banner flew over, constantly rubbing against Ye Qingxuan.

It started to accuse him with crying whimpers: "Master, I am no good anymore! They're gone, they're all gone!!"

"My little brothers!! They've all been beaten to death!"

Listening to this extremely ascetic Henan dialect, and it was also his own wife's voice to boot, Ye Qingxuan also extinguished his playful mindset.

One Sichuan sword, one Henan banner, that was enough. Fortunately, the heavens pagoda didn't grow crooked; Ye Qingxuan was incomparably grateful at this moment.

"Alright, stop howling. I'll get you another batch later. Come back, I still have to undergo the Heavenly Tribulation."

"Alright then, Master, you must keep your word!" The human emperor banner spun around Ye Qingxuan in circles.

"Alright! Come back!" Ye Qingxuan really didn't want to talk to the human emperor banner anymore, so he directly waved his hand and took it back into his body.

Looking at the flying cangmang sword, Ye Qingxuan didn't give her a chance to speak and directly took her into his body.

Then, looking at the amber zongzi in front of him, with a thought, the Ancestral Master imprint vanished into ashes, followed by repeating the same process to gather the Heavenly Tribulation Origin.

As the Origin entered his body, wisps of Immortal Qi radiated from around Ye Qingxuan. The Mahayana stage—he had broken through! He broke through to the Mahayana stage before finishing the Heavenly Tribulation; throughout the ages, he was the only one.

Gu Changsheng in the Upper Realm watched his imprint dissipate and also breathed a sigh of relief, nodding with satisfaction as he looked at the human emperor banner in Ye Qingxuan's Sea of Consciousness.

"This little banner is not bad; it didn't make this poor Daoist lose face, and it wasn't in vain that this poor Daoist guided Karma into it."

Zhenjun Maoying directly interrupted his narcissism: "Cut it out, Changsheng, stop gilding your own face. If Old Mother hadn't stepped in to help you out, you would have long since suffered backlash from the Heavenly Dao."

Zhenjun Maogu also nodded: "You even dared to guide other people's Heavenly Dao Karma. If it weren't for both belonging to Shangqing, sharing the same lineage of Luck, and Old Mother acting in time, you brat would still be in secluded cultivation healing your injuries right now."

Heavenly Dao Karma could only be decided by the person themselves. Even if it was just Heavenly Dao Karma of a Minor Thousand Worlds, the Karma issued by the Heavenly Dao of every world would be supervised by the Unique True Realm's Heavenly Dao.

Even if a Golden Immortal had the strength to easily annihilate Minor Thousand Worlds, they could not arbitrarily interfere with the usage of Karma.

This was the iron law of the Heavenly Dao, otherwise wouldn't Immortals just go and rob it directly? It would guarantee that every Immortal was boundless in Karma.

Gu Changsheng blushed and stopped talking. It was his first time doing this kind of thing, and he hadn't thought that much about it.

Zhenjun Maozhong actually discovered the blind spot: "Look at little Qingxuan, before the Heavenly Tribulation has even passed, he has already reached Mahayana!"

"..."

Lower Realm — —

Master Yuanxin: "Next is the main event!"

Tianshi Mansion, Wudang Sect, Chunyang Palace, and all the Quanzhen lineage Daoists were incomparably expectant.

Yet Qingming and the others' expressions were incomparably solemn. A person's reputation is like the shadow of a tree; even if Ye Qingxuan's strength and Dao foundation surpassed those of the same level as them, without fighting, who could know the outcome?

Qingling and Bai Yuekui held hands, whispering softly at the corners of their mouths: "Qingxuan..."

Wangchen looked at the three faintly discernible figures in the thunder clouds: "Are they the legendary three limit-breaking people?"

Ye Qingxuan sat cross-legged in the Void Realm, having just finished adapting to his strength at the Mahayana stage, and his mana had also recovered to its peak.

Looking at the three figures walking down from the heavenly gates of the thunder clouds, Battle Intent surged in his eyes.

One was dressed in a purple robe, stood over two meters tall, with a stalwart figure, walking with dragon-crouching and tiger-stepping strides. Every movement carried the majesty of suppressing all evils. His arms were long and reached past his knees, his beard under his jaw was dense and neat, and his aura was solemn and majestic.

One wore a Huayang Daoist scarf, dressed in a plain white Daoist robe, with clear beard hanging down his chest, carrying an Immortal sword on his back, surrounded by Chunyang Dao rhythm. He stood over 1.8 meters tall, his eyes casual and lazy, yet hiding a Sword Intent capable of slaying everything.

One was an unkempt, slovenly Daoist wearing a coarse cloth monastic robe, with a robust and stalwart physique, large earlobes hanging down to his shoulders, standing nearly two meters tall, with exceptionally bright eyes, and coarse, hard, dense beard and hair.

"They have finally come, Ancestor Tianshi, Patriarch Lü, and Master Sanfeng!"