Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone Chapter 965 - 721: Fifth Layer of Tribulation Crossing, Divine Tribulation Water

The void undergoes a transformation, celestial tribulations flash, thunder roars, and waves of immense destructive power rage as the fierce battle between the two sides continues without end.

Lu Xuanji's movements are swift and elusive, his myriad killing techniques evolving as combat skills adapt mid-clash.

With a flash of sword light, the replica is struck, its form shattering into pieces.

Subsequently, countless bolts of lightning converge, celestial tribulation energy coalesces, and the replica's body reshapes, wielding a long saber as it charges back into the fray.

The blade's edge is razor-sharp, annihilating all in its path.

Clang, clang, clang!

The long saber clashes, reverberating with destruction as both combatants engage fiercely.

Within a hundred exchanges, sword light flashes; Lu Xuanji's head takes a direct hit, and two wounds open on his chest. However, with the Power of Creation activated, his head rapidly regenerates, the wounds swiftly heal, and another powerful punch is launched.

The battle descends into a grueling stalemate.

Throughout the confrontation, Lu Xuanji's body is repeatedly blown apart, his flesh pulverized, his head crushed, and his heart fractured; other body parts also endure severe impacts. Yet, as long as the Power of Creation flows, his shattered head reconstitutes. His damaged heart mends anew, and his severed arm returns to its original state.

His qi and blood surge with overwhelming density, his life force immensely vigorous.

As long as his qi and blood remain vibrant, he can rapidly recover and re-enter combat readiness.

The replica, too, proves incredibly formidable. Despite being shattered countless times, by executing secret techniques, it can harness the celestial tribulation, forcefully defying fate, restoring itself, and continuing the fierce engagement, displaying extreme ferocity.

The battle rages on, lightning flickering and shifting around them.

Tribulation clouds churn and reform, golden lightning bolts rise and flash, dark tribulation clouds constantly cycle between existence and oblivion, overwhelming waves of aura follow in succession, surges of vitality power bloom, and the force of death erupts.

This combat persists for three days, gradually weakening the celestial tribulation's intensity and diminishing the replica's strength, rendering it unable to sustain its overwhelming might.

The long saber flashes, aimed directly at the replica. It struggles feebly against its impending destruction, but can no longer coalesce into a singular form, ultimately exploding and dispersing into endless streaks of thunderous light.

Huff, huff, huff!

Lu Xuanji pants lightly, still reflecting on the recent battle.

That replica had nearly mirrored his physique, divine techniques, secret arts, and combat methods, proving to be an unprecedentedly troublesome foe.

The fight had indeed been arduous.

Fortunately, at the very last moment, the celestial tribulation began to recede, causing the replica to lose its energy source, and it eventually vanished.

By activating the Thirty-Three Heavens Creation Technique, starlight energy from a hundred thousand miles within the void instantly flickers, transforming into streams that flow into his body.

Then, employing secret techniques, the chaotic energies from the void also descend, absorbed by his acupoints and converted into magical power.

His seemingly depleted magical power once again returns to its zenith; his shriveled qi and blood gradually plump up.

It appears the bottleneck has been broken, his cultivation is no longer suppressed, and it continuously ascends, reaching the third layer of Tribulation Crossing.

"Again!"

Lu Xuanji takes a short rest before once more provoking the tribulation.

The tribulation clouds, on the verge of dissipating, gather anew, not only maintaining their might but actually intensifying.

The tribulation clouds consolidate, a blood-red glow flickers amidst the blackness, thunderbolts coalesce, and powerful energies retract, seemingly nurturing a supreme, peak existence.

Boom, boom, boom!

At this moment, accompanied by fierce auditory explosions, a cultivator clad in white robes materializes within the void. His towering form radiates an aura of Pure Yang, akin to a sun emerging in the emptiness – precisely the Pure Yang Daoist Monarch.

The Pure Yang Daoist Monarch, having once attained Dao and achieved immortality through the Pure Yang Dao Body, previously possessed a normal physique. However, due to this Daoist Monarch, it has since become a top-tier constitution.

As the Pure Yang Daoist Monarch appears, the very laws within the void transform, all converting into the Pure Yang Law. Behind him materializes a Great Pure Yang Sun, its overwhelming aura sweeping forth, a destructive force surging downwards as if an immortal has descended to the mortal realm, suppressing both heaven and earth.

The void vibrates gently, countless Pure Yang Laws gather and reshape, condensing into a Pure Yang Treasure Sword within his palm.

The Pure Yang Daoist Monarch advanced with astonishing speed, closing the distance in a single stride. His treasure sword vibrated, emitting flashes like countless stars, akin to a sun erupting. This transformed into the ultimate Pure Yang Magical Power, which he then unleashed in a direct slash, causing the void to sizzle.

Lu Xuanji's footwork shifted nimbly. The nine-colored divine saber in his grasp flickered and weaved as it was thrust forward.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Sword met saber, initiating a clash between two distinct profound mysteries. The Mysteries of Pure Yang sought to annihilate all, while the Mysteries of the Celestial Blade aimed to obliterate everything. Destructive energies erupted within the void, and a chaotic aura surged, engulfing everything in its violent embrace.

The Pure Yang Daoist Monarch shifted to his left. Synchronized with his body's movement, his longsword darted towards Lu Xuanji's neck with blinding, ruthless speed, appearing to vanish in a flash.

Lu Xuanji drew his saber to counter, the blade's light slicing forward with overwhelming swiftness. His techniques were both domineering and fierce.

Both combatants moved with incredible rapidity. Even before their weapons made contact, their attacks shifted, originating from different angles. After a brief moment of separation upon contact, they immediately clashed once more, fiercely tearing at each other. Their qi and blood surged as their profound mysteries violently collided.