Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone Chapter 957 717: Perfection of Mysteries, Four Symbols Tribulation (Part 2)

"Yet at this moment, we remain mere low-level cultivators, far from immortals; to debate such issues, isn't it pointless? Moreover, whether the world proves real or illusory, what difference does it make? Should my husband grow mighty enough, he can surely render the world authentic. Yet if my husband stays feeble, wouldn't the world simply be a mere illusion?"

"Life and death stand as the paramount affairs between heaven and earth. Should I perish, what value does this heaven and earth retain for me? Heaven unfolds for me, earth endures for me, sun and moon shift for me. Upon closing my eyes, the world vanishes; upon opening them, the world reforms. I embody true existence; all else serves me."

Lu Xuanji absorbed her words, his mind growing hazy as he sank into Dao enlightenment.

Heart aligns with Qi; mortal fuses with divine.

He immerses in profound Dao enlightenment, Divine Soul steadily elevating while Spirit undergoes constant metamorphosis.

"Thus, Creation Dao emerges, not just birthing all things and evolving them, but also probing the reality and illusion of existence. Dao lacks a name; imposing one deems it Dao. Technique holds no form; using illusion to forge reality... Should this world be genuine, I'll enhance its genuineness. If illusory, I'll transform it into true reality!"

Lu Xuanji grasps the Dao.

In that instant, the Mysteries of Creation, stalled at ninety-nine percent, shatter their limits and hit one hundred percent.

The Mysteries of the Celestial Blade activate too, surpassing the ninety-nine percent threshold to achieve full completion.

All elements align perfectly in a flash, reaching ultimate perfection.

Buzz buzz!

Lu Xuanji's aura shifts dramatically, cultivation surging upward without cease, ultimately shattering restraints to enter Harmonization Perfection.

Entering Harmonization Perfection, Lu Xuanji slightly knits his brows, sensing his bond with Heavenly Dao intensify, granting deeper authority. Still, further progress demands transcendence into the Tribulation Crossing Realm. However, attempting Tribulation Crossing summons unavoidable calamities, morphing into routes of annihilation.

Overcoming those tribulations allows transcendence.

Failing them spells death by heavenly punishment.

The mightier the cultivation base, the fiercer the tribulations invoked, heightening peril of demise within; conversely, feeble cultivation fails to even summon fitting tribulations.

Right now, a mere thought suffices to summon tribulations and ascend to Tribulation Crossing Realm.

"Qinglian... I've perfected the mysteries; time to commence tribulation crossing... hold on just a bit!" Lu Xuanji's figure blurs, departing Lu Family Grotto Heaven to position himself in vast emptiness where chaotic forces roil and destructive tribulations erupt.

Buzz buzz buzz!

Tribulations gather thickly, multiplying relentlessly until they form a massive dark expanse.

Black clouds swell outward, extending across a thousand miles.

Inside tribulation clouds, silver lightning churns, serpents coil and strike, thunder cracks, flames rage, gales howl, and boundless earth power surges upward.

Boom!

From tribulation clouds, vast waters erupt, flooding downward to drown void in ocean; pitch-black liquid erodes flesh and bone, engulfs realms, annihilates life, collapsing space itself.

This marks heaven turning to water.

Whir, whir... Torrential waters rampage magnificently, overwhelming pure lands, obliterating all, dissolving everything.

Amid these tribulation waters, no magical treasure endures, no body resists corrosion.

Battered by tribulation waters, Lu Xuanji's form corrodes, flesh sloughs away revealing skeleton; even Thirty-Three Heavens Supreme Treasure pits and rusts, teetering on ruin.

"Life and Death Reversal—even Heaven's Tribulation Water can't touch me!"

Lu Xuanji channels his magical power; Creation Magical Power whirs to life, devouring Heaven's Tribulation Water into filaments that weave into his power, which hisses violently, on the brink of crumbling under the strain.

Yet as Creation Magical Power endures erosion, it slowly integrates, fusing with Heaven's Tribulation Water mysteries.

Heaven's Tribulation Water merges inward, gradually yielding to his dominion.

Like fish in water.

The waters harm the fish no more, but shield it instead.

Driven by the secret technique, even though only eroded bones remained, flesh and blood sprouted instantly, Qi and blood surged with vitality, flowing vast like mighty rivers with a roaring rush.

Woo woo woo!

The void trembles in response, crimson flames plunge down—these are dark-red blazes infused with karmic power, igniting into blooming red lotuses that burn straight inward. They don't just char the flesh; they scorch the Primordial Spirit too, unleashing torrents of agony.

Cracks appear across the body, as Qi and blood wane.

This was the Karma Fire Red Lotus.

Lu Xuanji quells the inner torment, activates the secret technique, letting Creation Magical Power corrode and refine the Karma Fire Red Lotus, while simultaneously unleashing the oppressive force of Heaven's Tribulation Water.

Hiss hiss!

Water clashes with fire, intertwining fiercely.

Slowly, the Karma Fire Red Lotus gets fully refined.

Splatter splatter!

Boundless earth essence erupts upward, deep yellow earth cascades over, surging straight in—none other than the Profound Yellow Tribulation Soil; then, relentless gales howl endlessly, laden with ruin and hints of annihilation, exactly the Infinite Divine Wind.

Earth, water, wind, and fire—the four tribulations rage, crafting an apocalyptic calamity.

Lu Xuanji endures through it all, though wounds blanket his form.

His brows don't even twitch; instead, he channels the secret technique for refinement, devouring the Profound Yellow Tribulation Soil, Infinite Tribulation Wind, Heaven's Tribulation Water, and Karma Fire Red Lotus, all fusing into his body as pure sustenance, forging his very foundation.

The Thirty-Three Celestial Grotto Heaven, while refining these four tribulations, absorbs the essence of the four elements.

The grotto evolves, growing richer and more profoundly rooted.

His physique devours the four primal extremes, strength soaring endlessly, the body radiating a luster like flawless jade, resembling an unparalleled beauty, yet this apparently fragile frame shrugs off blows from a Ninth Grade Spirit Treasure, pulverizing them with a casual fist.

The Primordial Spirit keeps growing mightier, gaining ever greater solidity.

This Primordial Spirit turns incredibly tough, shrugging off countless tribulations unscathed, advancing toward a state where disasters hold no sway.

With the four celestial tribulations refined, his magical power sharpens like a blade honed to peak edge and durability, now piercing barriers that once demanded double the effort from a single wisp of power.

The Thirty-Three Heavens Supreme Treasure itself, after taking in the four celestial tribulations, shatters its limits, ascending to Ninth Grade Magical Treasure status—no dazzling lights flash, no overbearing aura spills out, everything turns simple yet profound, like pristine jade in its natural state.

Plain on the surface, but deadly perils lurk inside.

The first celestial tribulation is utterly overcome.

In this instant, he ascends to Tribulation Crossing Great Power.

Through tireless cultivation across endless ages, surviving myriad tribulations and ordeals, as fates align, he finally claims the mortal world's summit, emerging as a supreme overlord, with a spark of immortality's promise in the Immortal Realm.

Probing his inner aura, though tribulation-inflicted harm remains slight, he possesses the capacity to press on, challenging the second tribulation layer.

But upon reckoning the results, a faint crease forms on his brow.

A sense of disquiet stirs.

Forcing the tribulations ahead spells great peril.

While celestial tribulations brim with danger, the invisible Human Tribulation strikes even deadlier.

No soul can predict what mighty foe might emerge to slay the freshly ascended.

To Tribulation Crossing Cultivators, slaying peers and consuming their core strengthens one's base profoundly. No opportunity to hunt would be ignored. Among Tribulation Crossing Cultivators, all play hunter and hunted, forever scheming to strike first.

Stilling the inner turmoil, Lu Xuanji fades into nothingness.