256: Chapter 256 Through Thousands of Trials and Tribulations, One Achieves Great Mastery

Wanxian Dynasty · Atop the Ruins

Ling Hao habitually swung the fusheng Sword, attempting to slash away the falling tribulation lightning, but the sword light, containing Supreme Dao Laws, was like a clay ox entering the sea.

The tribulation lightning's momentum remained unchecked as it crashed down, yet it did not harm a single hair on Ling Hao's body.

Ling Hao's heart stirred, and he subconsciously sank his mind into the Cave-Heaven Small World he had opened. At this moment, the Small World was empty and desolate; before Ling Hao underwent his tribulation, all the Elders and Disciples had already temporarily evacuated.

Within the Cave-Heaven, all was silent.

Suddenly, the sky of the entire Cave-Heaven Small World changed color! Endless thunderclouds surged and gathered, lightning snakes danced wildly, and thunder rolled as a torrential rain of lightning slurry and Spiritual Qi poured down.

"Is this... a Cave-Heaven Tribulation?"

Ling Hao was a bit puzzled. This Cave-Heaven Tribulation... was just this? This was purely a gift of benefits.

This was the difference between Ling Hao's Cave-Heaven Small World and ordinary Cave-Heavens. The lightning of this Cave-Heaven Tribulation would be a disaster for a Cave-Heaven at the Tribulation Transcendence Stage, but for Ling Hao's Cave-Heaven Small World, it could only serve as nourishment.

The lightning slurry rain fell from the high sky, splashing onto the bluestone slabs of the Original Courtyard and sending up fine golden sparks. The Spiritual Peach Tree leaning against the wing room greedily absorbed the lightning slurry, its green fruits plumping up at a speed visible to the naked eye, emitting an alluring spiritual light.

Spiritual carp in the pond joyfully leaped out of the water, their scales shimmering in the lightning. In a corner of the courtyard, an inconspicuous blade of grass stubbornly extended its tender leaves under the wash of the lightning rain, with tiny arcs of electricity flowing through the veins of its leaves.

As the view pulled back, Yujing City was bathed in the golden lightning rain. The ancient stone pillars of the Communion Altar loomed in the curtain of rain; the glazed tiles of the Changming Palace flowed with golden water lines; the dome of the Heaven's Tear Bathing Hall received the heavenly gift of sweet dew.

The gauze curtains of the Rainbow Garment Heavenly Street danced with the wind and lightning rain; the glazed platform of the Hundred Charms Mirror Lake reflected the lightning-filled sky, with space layered upon layer, like a dream or illusion...

The entire giant city appeared exceptionally solemn and mysterious amidst the lightning rain of destruction and rebirth.

When the onlookers outside saw Ling Hao actually close his eyes and allow that terrifying Cave-Heaven Tribulation lightning to completely swallow his figure, they no longer had any doubts.

It was a Cave-Heaven Tribulation, confirmed without a doubt!

Time passed.

Finally, the world-ending tribulation clouds above the ruins of Wanxian Palace slowly dispersed. The sky cleared, and sweet dew descended.

That sweet dew emitted a dense essence of heaven and earth and Law fragments, pouring down like the Nine Heavens' Silver River onto Ling Hao. Even without the enhancement of a Tribulation Platform, this sweet dew still made many Cultivators turn red with envy.

The spectating Cultivators' mouths twitched as they watched.

"Great, is this Heavenly Dao owned by his Ling family? The sweet dew is falling like it costs nothing!"

The aura on Ling Hao's body began to climb frantically!

Eighth level of Tribulation Transcendence... Ninth level... Tenth level... until...

First level of Mahayana Stage!

Having undergone the baptism of three waves of the Nine-Nine Great Heavenly Tribulation and the Cave-Heaven Tribulation, Ling Hao's aura had undergone an earth-shaking transformation.

Chaotic Spiritual Qi surged within his body, his Physical Body was crystal clear, and every inch of skin and bone flowed with immortal Dao charm. Every gesture contained a great power sufficient to shake the Void Realm.

His Primordial Spirit hung high in the Purple Mansion like a brilliant sun. As his Divine Sense swept through, everything was revealed in the finest detail, and a mere thought could trigger a resonance with the Laws.

A sense of sudden enlightenment filled his body and mind, as if the veil of the entire world had been completely lifted before his eyes, making the rules clearly visible and the Dao charm within reach.

This was completely different from the Mahayana experience he had previously obtained within the Sect's range by relying on the System.

This was a Supreme Foundation that truly belonged to him. It was a Mahayana Stage attained through wandering through countless different places, from the highest mountains to the deepest valleys, and through innumerable ups and downs, tempered a thousand times over!!!

Ling Hao slowly opened his eyes, and his pupils seemed to contain the birth and death of the Universe and the rotation of star rivers. Wherever his gaze landed, all things bowed!

The spectating Cultivators, whether friend or foe, were all cowed by that vast and boundless Supreme pressure. They involuntarily bowed in salute, their voices merging into a tide that echoed through the clouds.

"Congratulations to Moonshadow Heavenly Venerable for attaining the Dao of Mahayana and becoming a Supreme!"

The scene was magnificent; atop the ruins, he stood alone, reigning over the world!

Ling Hao's gaze fell upon Di Futian, whose face was as dark as water, and a faint, mocking smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

Di Futian felt the coldness and mockery in that gaze. Humiliation and hatred surged like a stormy sea in his heart, yet he had to suppress his fury and slightly lower his head to show reverence, while screaming madly in his mind.

Half a year! I'll let you be arrogant for another half a year! The day Yan Yan Demon Ancestor descends will be the day your soul and body are extinguished...

Before his thoughts were complete, his pupils contracted, and his figure flickered.

A terrifying finger force crossed through space, passing through Di Futian's afterimage.

*Puff!*

Even so, several protective Magic Treasures on Di Futian's body instantly shattered. He spat out a large mouthful of blood, his body swaying unsteadily.

"Ling Hao! You... why did you attack me?!"

"Why?"

Ling Hao's voice was indifferent, echoing across the fields. "Solely because you are colluding with the True Demon Realm!"

Di Futian's heart jolted, but he reacted quickly, struggling to stand and laughing wildly.

"Hahaha! If you want to condemn someone, you can always find a pretext! If you want to annex my Wanxian Dynasty, just say so. Why find such high-sounding excuses! For thousands of years, my Wanxian Dynasty, along with Wan Shou Mountain and the Wutong Divine Dynasty, has guarded the Northwest Main Rift, resisting the demon tribulation and sacrificing countless Cultivators. We have merit in Cangwu! How could we collude with the True Demon Realm?"

"On the contrary, your Moonshadow Sect is of unknown origin, rose suddenly, and acts strangely. I think you are more like a spy of the Demonic Path!"

He attempted to drag Zheng Nanxun and Su Fengyi into the fray to jointly oppose Ling Hao.

"Yes, that's right!"

"Your Moonshadow Sect is the one..."

Several Old Ancestors of the Wanxian Dynasty followed suit, but they shut their mouths when they met Ling Hao's indifferent gaze.

Among the spectating crowd, a wave of suspicious and uncertain discussion broke out. Clearly, Di Futian's talk of "merit" had caused many people to waver.

Ling Hao spoke no more, but reached out and made a grasping motion toward a certain spot deep within the ruins of the Wanxian Palace.

Debris and rubble in one area were cleared away by an invisible force, revealing a deep cavern hidden beneath a powerful Restriction.

Dense and pure Devilish Qi drifted out from it, and a wretched figure was snatched out from a distance by Ling Hao, thrown heavily before everyone. That figure had horns on its head and a grim Devilish Qi; it was clearly a Demon Venerable of considerable strength.

As soon as that Demon Venerable was freed and saw the pale-faced Di Futian, he immediately began to curse loudly:

"Di Futian! You despicable human Cultivator! How dare you violate the agreement with my Yan Yan Demon Ancestor! The half-year period isn't up yet, and you want to kill the donkey after it's finished the work? Just you wait! When my Yan Yan Demon Ancestor's true body descends to this realm, he will surely kill all of you treacherous people! Not a single one will be left!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire field fell into a dead silence!

Di Futian's pupils shrank, and a storm of shock rose in his heart.

"How could this kid possibly know about this place?!"

He forced himself to stay calm and shouted sternly:

"Silence! Devil Head, stop your slander! This seat captured you only to study Devilish Qi and find a way to restrain it! Such a scheme to sow discord is far too clumsy!"

He tried to seize the reason of "research" as a final sophistry.

The crowd looked at Di Futian and the Demon Venerable with suspicious and half-believing eyes. The situation seemed to have fallen into a stalemate.

Di Futian's mind raced, thinking about how to break the deadlock.

"Everyone, please hear me out."

A cold female voice rang out. Di Fuling was seen walking forward slowly.

Seeing her step out, Di Futian felt slightly relieved, and a hint of gratification even appeared in his eyes.

Had she thought of some good explanation?

Di Fuling's gaze swept across the field, finally landing on Di Futian's face, and her red lips parted slightly.

"My Elder brother indeed has dealings with the True Demon Realm."

Di Futian subconsciously followed up: "That's right, I and the True Demon Realm indeed have..."

Halfway through his sentence, he stopped abruptly, turned to stare fixedly at Di Fuling, his voice suddenly rising, his face filled with shock, anger, and confusion.

"You... what are you saying?!"

Di Fuling met his gaze with a mocking expression and repeated clearly, word by word:

"I said, my Wanxian Dynasty, and my Elder brother Di Futian, indeed have a collusion with the True Demon Realm! The object of collusion is precisely the 'Yan Yan Demon Ancestor' mentioned by this Demon Venerable!"

These words were like a thunderbolt from the Nine Heavens, exploding in the silent sky!

All the onlookers fell into a state of petrified bewilderment!

Zheng Nanxun and Su Fengyi's expressions also became a bit strained.

This... what kind of play was being performed?!

Even if the collusion were true, how could one's own family member undermine their own side?