Zhang Mingyuan stared at Dog Slaughterer, his brow furrowed deeply.
“What on earth are you, and what do you want to do?”
Dog Slaughterer did not answer.
It merely trembled slightly.
Boom!
An indescribable law power instantly surged into Zhang Mingyuan's body.
Zhang Mingyuan's pupils contracted sharply.
Behind him, the Qingyun Great Dao trembled violently.
The path of laws, spanning ten thousand miles of azure clouds with a sword opening the heavenly gate, had originally already taken shape.
Yet, after the power of the Dog Slaughterer Sword poured into him, it was as if it had encountered something more ancient, more domineering, and more absolute.
The azure clouds surged.
The sword intent shattered.
The laws were devoured.
No, it was not a simple devouring.
Rather, it was being recast.
A brilliant azure light erupted around Zhang Mingyuan, but within the azure light, a dark red soon began to seep out.
The azure was like water, and the red was like lightning.
Ultimately, these two forces intertwined, becoming a supreme, flawless, and infinite state where black and white blended in chaos.
It was deep, silent, and icy cold, carrying an absolute meaning that all things would eventually return to annihilation.
The Qingyun Great Dao vanished.
In its place, a path extending from the void appeared.
At the end of this path, there was no immortal palace, no auspicious glow, and no golden lotuses.
There was only a boundless, silent Annihilated Star Sea.
Withered worlds, extinguished suns, and broken Great Daos drifted within it.
At this moment, Zhang Mingyuan's aura completely changed.
He was no longer just the Qingyun Heaven Sacred Lord.
Nor was he just a Mahayana of the mortal realm.
He seemed like an existence standing at the end of all laws, holding a single sword, ready to slash everything into dust.
Zhang Mingyuan grit his teeth and cursed quietly, “Motherfucker, does undergoing a tribulation even come with a temporary class change?”
Dog Slaughterer trembled slightly.
As if it were laughing.
In the next instant.
Above the heavens, another aura suddenly began to gather.
It was not an immortal tribulation.
Rather, it was a much more gloomy and bizarre heavenly tribulation.
Above Qingyun Heaven, dark clouds pressed down over the red light.
Pitch-black lightning snaked through the clouds, and within the thunderous glow, cold eyes faintly emerged, as if scrutinizing something that should not exist in this world.
Everyone looked up, and with just a single glance, they felt a chill seep into their very souls.
“Is this... the Demonization Heavenly Tribulation?”
“No, it's even more terrifying than the Demonization Heavenly Tribulation!”
“Has the Sacred Lord suffered a Qi deviation?”
The people of Qingyun Heaven instantly fell into a panic.
Su Jinxue's gaze turned cold, and the Frost Great Dao manifested behind her almost instinctively.
But in the next instant, she sensed something, and her movements paused slightly.
Within the Sacred Lord's Peak, although Zhang Mingyuan's aura was bizarre, he was clear-headed.
There was no madness.
There was no loss of control.
There was no descent into demonhood.
His soul remained as steady as a rock.
The tribulation cloud in the heavens seemed to sense this as well.
The black lightning churned for a long time.
As if hesitating.
Or perhaps it was carefully trying to identify whether there was actually something wrong with the person below.
After a moment.
The tribulation cloud paused slightly.
Then, it actually began to disperse slowly.
It dispersed very quickly.
So quickly that it seemed as if it had let out a sigh of relief.
The people of Qingyun Heaven: “?”
Su Jinxue was also stunned for a moment.
She had originally thought Zhang Mingyuan would have to undergo both a heavenly tribulation and an immortal tribulation.
If that were the case, even she could not help but worry.
But now, that Heavenly Dao thunder tribulation had actually retreated on its own...
Su Jinxue exhaled softly, her fingertips gradually relaxing.
“As long as he is fine.”
However, before she could fully let her guard down.
Boom!
The true immortal tribulation descended.
At this moment, the world suddenly plunged into darkness.
It was not the arrival of night.
Rather, the entire sky seemed to have its color stripped away by an invisible giant hand.
The blue sky vanished.
The sea of clouds vanished.
Only a boundless, vast tribulation domain remained, hanging upside down above Qingyun Heaven.
Within the tribulation domain, a Ninefold Thunder Sea spread out layer by layer.
The first layer of the thunder sea was violet-gold, with lightning like dragons roaring and circling.
The second layer was pale white, each bolt of lightning carrying an aura capable of extinguishing the soul.
The third layer was pitch-black like ink; the thunder made no sound, yet it caused the hearts of all cultivators to stop, as if even their life force was about to be swallowed...
Further up, stars fell, immortal palaces collapsed, and phantom figures of ancient gods and demons emerged within the tribulation clouds.
There was a headless giant trampling mountains and rivers.
There was a skeletal immortal sitting upon a lotus of lightning.
There were thousands of weapons descending from the void, each carrying a sharpness capable of severing the Dao foundation of a Mahayana cultivator.
The most terrifying part was the deepest depths of the tribulation domain.
There, a vertical pupil seemed to slowly open.
Within the vertical pupil, there was no emotion, nor was there any killing intent.
There was only judgment.
The judgment of anyone who dared to leap from the mortal realm into the immortal path.
The faces of all the disciples of Qingyun Heaven turned pale.
Those with lower cultivation even knelt directly on the ground, not even possessing the courage to raise their heads.
“Is... is this the immortal tribulation?”
“Why is it so terrifying?”
“Just what kind of Dao is the Sacred Lord proving?!”
In the distance, Chu Jinghong arrived, bringing Bai Yao with him.
He was now at the Void Refining Stage, yet standing beneath this tribulation pressure, he still felt as minuscule as a grain of dust.
Bai Yao gripped the Chixia Sword tightly, her knuckles turning white.
“Senior Brother, will Master's Husband win?”
Chu Jinghong wanted to say “of course he will” without any hesitation.
But looking at the immortal tribulation that blotted out the sun, his throat seemed to clog up for a moment.
In the next moment, he grit his teeth and said, “He will.”
“That is my master, after all!”
Su Jinxue stood at the very front, her red robes fluttering wildly in the tribulation wind.
For the first time, her expression changed.
When she underwent her immortal tribulation back then, it had already been an incredibly terrifying phenomenon, rare throughout the ages.
Yet Zhang Mingyuan's tribulation this time was even more violent than hers had been.
Su Jinxue's fingers slowly clenched inside her sleeves.
This was Zhang Mingyuan's immortal tribulation.
She could not interfere.
Once she interfered, the immortal tribulation would only grow stronger, and it might even drag her into it.
Yet, looking at that world-destroying tribulation power, an irrepressible trace of anxiety still welled up in her heart.
“Zhang Mingyuan...”
The grotto-heaven of the Sacred Lord's Peak exploded with a bang.
A figure slowly stood up from the shattered mountain rocks and dark red light.
Zhang Mingyuan looked up at the heavens.
His robes billowed, his hair was as black as ink, and within the depths of his pupils, the azure divine light and dark red light intertwined.
The Dog Slaughterer Sword hovered by his side.
The blade trembled slightly, as if in excitement.
Feeling the unfamiliar and terrifying path of laws within his body, Zhang Mingyuan's expression gradually grew calm.
Be it the Qingyun Great Dao or the Dao of Annihilation, the path had changed, but the person had not.
He was still Zhang Mingyuan.
He still had to return to Myriad Snow Palace.
He still had to save Su Jinxue.
And he still had to tell that tsundere woman that a mere immortal tribulation was nothing more than this.
He slowly raised his hand and gripped the Dog Slaughterer Sword.
Boom!
Dark red sword energy soared into the sky, forcefully tearing open a rift in the Ninefold Thunder Sea.
The vertical pupil above the heavens seemed to narrow slightly.
Countless bolts of lightning went wild simultaneously.
Zhang Mingyuan stepped up into the empty air.
One step.
Two steps.
Three steps.
With every step he took, the void trembled.
He arrived above Qingyun Heaven, standing before the endless immortal tribulation.
Behind him was Qingyun Heaven.
Further away was Myriad Snow Palace.
And Su Jinxue.
Zhang Mingyuan suddenly turned his head and glanced at Su Jinxue.
Across the sky full of thunder seas and red light, their gazes clashed in midair.
Su Jinxue's red pupils trembled slightly.
Zhang Mingyuan grinned at her.
That smile was still as punchable as ever, still as arrogant, and still as oblivious to the heights of heaven and depths of the earth, just like every single time he had provoked her over the past five thousand years.
Then, he turned around, facing the immortal tribulation that was about to crush the entire world.
The battle intent that had been dormant for many years suddenly blazed to life in his chest.
He raised the Dog Slaughterer Sword, its tip pointing straight at the heavens.
The Ninefold Thunder Sea roared.
The phantom figures of gods and demons howled.
Ten thousand weapons chimed in unison.
At this moment, the world seemed intent on completely annihilating this cultivator who dared to step into the immortal gate.
Zhang Mingyuan merely threw his head back and laughed heartily, flying up into the heavens with his sword.
“Fight!”
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