Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1570: 849: Great Ability Reincarnated?

Boom, boom, boom…

It appeared the heavens had grown furious, as an even more daunting aura of ruination began to coalesce within the core of the tribulation cloud.

In an instant, a legion of thunder dragons, each stretching a thousand feet with distinct scales and menacing claws, surged from the cloud’s depths. Together with torrential waves of lightning snakes and electric pythons, they launched a ferocious assault upon the giant slowly ascending toward the heavens.

Rumble!

An ear-shattering roar rippled across the desolate expanse as a brilliant platinum-hued thunderstorm engulfed the sky.

This storm cloud expanded with immense speed, swallowing everything within a hundred-mile radius of the void in a heartbeat.

The blinding brilliance of the electric discharge lit up the dark world, nearly scorching the vision of all those watching.

Suddenly, a black speck manifested at the epicenter of the roiling storm. It expanded rapidly, ravenously consuming the surrounding electrical energy until it distorted into a profound, pitch-black void—a black hole.

In the blink of an eye, the entire thunderstorm collapsed inward. An ocean of tribulation lightning was sucked into this vortex, cascading like a waterfall into the heart of the black hole before vanishing without a trace.

Across the Divine Continent, countless cultivators of exceptional cultivation gazed toward this surreal transformation, struck by a mixture of profound shock and reverence.

“…Who exactly is this person undergoing tribulation? Why is it so savage?”

“Back in my time, I barely managed to survive my own divinity transformation thunder tribulation. But today’s visitor dares to actively goad the heavens! Such bravery and confidence leave me utterly humbled; within our entire Sect, perhaps only the legendary Daoist would possess such a feat.”

“Precisely! Aside from that legendary Daoist, who else would dare to confront the thunder tribulation head-on? For the rest of us, the tribulation is a dance with death. Only the Daoist masters it with such poise!”

Thousands of miles away, an aged Daoist with a long beard, draped in robes of gray and white, watched the magnificent figure plunging into the lightning with a grave expression. “Rilian, have you confirmed that the epicenter of this tribulation is indeed near the Heavenly One Pavilion?”

“Reporting to Grand Ancestor, I have patrolled the Heavenly One Pavilion for the past two years. That individual… I was the one who personally guided him to the pavilion. To my knowledge, only two seniors of the divinity transformation tier remain within ten thousand miles, and the strongest among them only recently attained mid-stage divinity transformation. It is impossible for them to trigger such a colossal tribulation!”

The speaker was a handsome young man with sharp-featured, sword-like brows and a fair complexion.

He was Zhao Rilian, a disciple of the Ten Lands Zhao Clan’s Rilian lineage, possessing late-stage Nascent Soul cultivation and hailing from the Eternal Night branch of the family.

The long-bearded elder was none other than Zhao Dingji, a Half-Immortal of the Void.

Zhao Dingji had only just returned to the Ancestral Divine Land from the Eternal Night Cave Heaven when he stumbled upon the spectacle of Zhao Sheng facing the tribulation.

Even with his own experience having crossed the returning to void thunder tribulation, the intensity of this scene left him deeply unsettled.

The tribulation he faced in his youth was far less harrowing than this, and the notion of “that person” diving fearlessly into the heart of the storm felt like madness.

It was akin to a moth flying into a furnace; it was essentially suicide!

Yet, Zhao Dingji knew all too well that no one would invite death without the absolute confidence and mastery to overcome it.

Zhao Rilian proceeded to recount everything he knew about the individual in question to the Grand Ancestor.

Upon hearing that the youth carried a fragment of Nine Cloud Jade, realization dawned in Zhao Dingji’s eyes. He mused to himself, “So it is as I suspected… This child is truly the legendary Daoist.”

Rumble, rumble…

The dense tribulation cloud, which blanketed the firmament, churned with chaotic waves. The black clouds spiraled and coalesced into towering tornadoes of darkness.

Fierce, dazzling lightning pierced the deck of clouds, manifesting as thousands of snowy white spears that rent the void and struck the earth, carving out bottomless craters.

The sky continued to churn as billions of lightning bolts hammered the Tianqiong.

Through the eerie, ghastly light, one could catch fleeting glimpses of a titanic figure bathing in the storm, commanding the very elements as he overturned rivers and seas within the depths of the tribulation.

The lightning strikes hammered the giant relentlessly, leaving dense, ragged wounds that failed to cause any lasting harm.

Even more shocking, these wounds on the giant’s form faded as rapidly as they appeared, healing as if they had never existed.

Every witness to this display felt their hearts tremble, consumed by a cocktail of terror and admiration!

Two thousand miles east of the Heavenly One Pavilion, Zhao Changying perched upon a white cloud. His expression was dazed as he watched the giant figure grappling with the storm.

Suddenly, a massive figure appeared out of thin air, alighting beside him.

“You’ve arrived,” Zhao Changying stated without looking away.

“Indeed.” Usually reticent, Zhao Xuan Yu offered a brief reply.

Zhao Changying fixed his gaze on the swirling tribulation, muttering, “The boy arrived at the Ancestral Land only a few months ago, and here he is, challenging the heavens in plain sight. Do you think he possesses legitimate skill and bottomless courage, or is he simply fearlessly ignorant?”

“…”

Zhao Xuan Yu watched the gigantic figure moving amidst the clouds, his features suddenly frozen in profound astonishment.

Irritated by the silence, Zhao Changying grunted, “Well? I am waiting for an answer! Say something!”

Zhao Xuan Yu took a deep, resonant breath that sounded like a dragon elk drawing water from a lake.

The very air seemed to ring out with his voice.

“The divine technique that child is employing alongside his transformation is unmistakably… the Desired Size Battle Body!”

With this, Zhao Xuan Yu revealed a secret that shook the very ground.

Upon hearing these words, Zhao Changying recoiled three feet, his eyes wide as he stammered, “Are you certain?!”