79: Chapter 79 Martial King's Heavenly Tribulation!

Chengtian Academy!

The sunset hung low, and the golden afterglow slowly spilled across the sky, dyeing the pavilions, towers, and blue-tiled roofs of the entire Chengtian Academy.

The evening breeze brushed by, causing the leaves in the forest to rustle softly. The twilight spread over the scattered courtyards, but it could not mask the discussions of the students.

Even though half a day had passed, the entire Chengtian Academy was still buzzing with heated discussions about the scene in front of the main gate this morning. Crowds gathered in twos and threes under the corridors and in the shade of the trees, their voices filled with shock and disbelief.

"Tsk tsk, I never expected that a student from a backwater County Academy would actually be able to comprehend the Saber Intent left behind by Master Lin. I really don't know what kind of dog shit luck he had!"

"Pfft, if that's dog shit luck, I want to try it too!"

"Right! That's Master Lin! A saber Dao Prodigy rare in a thousand years for our Chengtian Prefecture. The Saber Intent stele has stood for over a hundred years. How many Geniuses and Prodigies have sat there for years with zero gain? A country bumpkin who just arrived at the Prefectural Academy comprehends it at a glance? Who would believe that!"

"What's the use of high Comprehension Ability? Cultivation is still the Foundation of the Martial Dao. I heard that person only has Condensing Qi Stage 6 cultivation, and only a Mid-grade Martial Bone. Even if he comprehended Master Lin's Saber Intent, if we really fought, I don't know if he could beat me!" A student in brocade robes, clearly from an aristocratic family, said with jealousy.

"You?! Do you know what Saber Intent is? That's a supreme Realm that only those at the Grandmaster Realm can touch!"

"Besides, he has already been taken as a Personal Disciple by the Prefectural Head. Do you think you are smarter than the Prefectural Head?!"

"I..."

Rumble!!!

Before the words could fade, a deafening thunderclap suddenly tore through the firmament, as if ten thousand divine drums were being beaten simultaneously above the Nine Heavens!

Violent winds howled, sweeping up falling leaves and dust in a frenzy!

The dusk, which had been light and breezy with golden light just moments before, turned completely dark in a matter of seconds.

With Chengtian Academy as the center, the sky for over a hundred miles was swallowed by ink-black dark clouds.

The clouds layered and surged, roaring!

They condensed into a gigantic black vortex above the firmament. As it slowly rotated, it was like a world-destroying millstone spanning heaven and earth, ready to grind the entire land into dust.

At the same time, a vast, boundless, cold, and ruthless terror of Heavenly might poured down from the Nine Heavens like an inverted heavenly river.

The people of the entire Chengtian Prefecture, no matter what they were doing, were all stiff at this moment, as if pressed down by an invisible mountain. Their legs went weak, and they collapsed to their knees with a "thump, thump", not even daring to look up. The instinctive fear coming from the depths of their Soul made their bodies tremble and their teeth chatter, unable to even speak a complete sentence.

Inside the Prefectural Academy, the students who had been noisy just a moment ago instantly fell silent.

Everyone's faces were pale, and they were drenched in cold sweat. The brocade-robed aristocratic student who had been boasting just a moment ago was now devoid of color, his legs weak, and he slumped under the corridor. The folding fan in his hand dropped to the ground with a "clatter", but he was completely unaware.

"This... what is this?!"

"Such terrifying pressure..."

"No, this is Heavenly might..."

Exclamations rose one after another, all carrying an unconcealable tremble.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Several powerful figures rose into the sky from the depths of the Prefectural Academy simultaneously. Principal Beigong Mo, wearing black robes, his hair and beard standing on end, had a look of unbelievable horror on his face.

"What, what exactly is happening?" Chu Cangyue, the head of the Dao Department, looked at the giant black vortex in the sky, his face full of shock.

"Prefectural Head, this is..." Headmaster Mo Xuanchen looked at Principal Beigong Mo in horror.

"Martial King Heavenly Tribulation! This is the Heavenly Tribulation of the Martial King Realm!"

Principal Beigong Mo's voice was hoarse as he stared fixedly at the slowly rotating black vortex above the firmament, his fingertips trembling slightly.

With his cultivation Realm, he naturally recognized it at a glance.

This was the final chasm standing before all Great Grandmasters — the Martial King Heavenly Tribulation!

Only by passing this tribulation and receiving the personal recognition of the world's Law can one shed the mortal coil, condense the Martial Dao Golden Core, and become a powerful expert who can truly dominate a region.

He had been trapped at the Great Grandmaster Perfection Realm for a full fifty-seven years!

Fifty-seven years!

Countless days and nights of hard cultivation, countless life-and-death trials, he had exhausted countless Heaven And Earth Treasures and tried every method he could think of, yet he was always unable to take that final step, only able to watch his vitality fade bit by bit, moving further and further away from the Martial King Realm.

He had imagined the scene of himself triggering the Heavenly Tribulation countless times, but he had never thought that the first time he saw a Martial King Heavenly Tribulation with his own eyes, it would be under such circumstances, in the sky above Chengtian Prefecture!

"Who is it?!"

"In Chengtian Prefecture, who could trigger the Martial King Heavenly Tribulation at this time?!"

Principal Beigong Mo looked up at the Void Realm, looking at the Heavenly Tribulation that resembled a world-destroying millstone, his clouded eyes flickering repeatedly.

Grandmaster Pei Wendao?!

Patriarch Shen Canglan?!

In the entire Chengtian Prefecture, he knew that besides himself, only Grandmaster Pei Wendao and Patriarch Shen Canglan had reached the Great Grandmaster Realm.

"No, regardless of whether it is Grandmaster Pei Wendao or Patriarch Shen Canglan, they are not qualified!"

"Grandmaster Pei Wendao is only at the Middle Stage of the Great Grandmaster Realm, and Patriarch Shen Canglan is only at the Late Stage. They are simply not qualified to trigger the Heavenly Tribulation!"

"Could it be some reclusive old monster passing through?!" Principal Beigong Mo thought with a grim face.

Whoosh! Whoosh!!

At this moment, two figures stepped through the air together and appeared above the Prefectural Academy like lightning.

"Brother Beigong?!"

Patriarch Shen Canglan, wearing black brocade robes, his hair and beard grey, had a look of doubt and uncertainty on his face.

Beside him, Grandmaster Pei Wendao was also frowning deeply. Both of them locked their eyes on Principal Beigong Mo, their eyes full of astonishment.

Initially, when they sensed the Heavenly might for the first time, they both thought it was Principal Beigong Mo, this Great Grandmaster at Perfection, who was finally going to take that last step and trigger the Heavenly Tribulation to break through to the Martial King Realm.

After all, in the entire Chengtian Prefecture, only he had the qualifications and Foundation.

But looking at Principal Beigong Mo now, where was there any sign of preparing to undergo the tribulation?

His aura was steady, and although he was also shocked, it was clearly the posture of a bystander.

"It's not you?"

Patriarch Shen Canglan spoke first, his voice carrying a hint of hoarseness. His gaze swept over the rotating black millstone above the firmament, and his expression became increasingly grave. "Then this Heavenly Tribulation..."

"It is not this old man!"

Principal Beigong Mo shook his head, a bitter smile flashing across his face. "Perhaps some passing Senior suddenly had an epiphany and is happening to break through here?!"

Hearing Principal Beigong Mo's words, Patriarch Shen Canglan and Grandmaster Pei Wendao could not help but look at each other.

"Regardless of who it is, we absolutely cannot let them undergo the tribulation in the city. Otherwise, the millions of people in the Prefecture City might be turned to dust..."

Principal Beigong Mo looked at Patriarch Shen Canglan and Grandmaster Pei Wendao with a grave expression. Just as he was about to ask them to help find the person undergoing the tribulation, he suddenly felt the massive tribulation clouds in the Void Realm rapidly speeding away towards the west of the city...