The Sims: I Open the Immortal Path for All Beings Chapter 2299 - Capítulo 2299: 2244–2245: Nine Revolutions Golden Core, Thunder Sword (Part 2)

“Neither the Chaos Divine Thunder nor any other force can wipe me out. Since this divine thunder has descended, I shall utilize it to temper my physique, finally attaining the indestructible Demon God Body, eternal and unyielding!” With his long hair thrashing in the gale and his robes billowing despite the lack of wind, Pei Xuanjing let out a ferocious roar.

A domineering aura surged from Pei Xuanjing’s frame, causing the heavens and the firmament to tremble. Standing within the miniature world he had birthed, he appeared as a Supreme Thunder God or a Creator Deity, manifesting terrifying divine power. Above him, a divine cauldron materialized, shimmering with the radiance of lightning as it plunged fearlessly into the oceanic expanse of Chaos Divine Thunder.

Rotating like the very origin of the Great Tao, the divine cauldron sliced through every hurdle, shielding the entire Thunder God world. Spirals of thunder light spun around it, obliterating everything in their path yet failing to damage the cauldron itself. This vessel was the manifestation of his Supreme Divine Power, forged to endure the weight of heavenly tribulation and consume the energy of the lightning trial.

“Boom!” “Boom!” “Boom!”

Three thunderclaps erupted in unison as bolts of lightning prowled through the chaos, devouring Chaos Yuan Qi. It seemed as though Pang Hong’s reckless defiance had incensed the chaotic thunder tribulation. True thunder descended, coalescing into a Thunder Tribulation Divine Sword that threatened to cleave the very fabric of reality.

The majestic Thunder Tribulation Divine Sword, etched with flickering purple runes, felt as though it were being swung by an invincible sovereign. It swept through the air, intending to shatter the Thunder Tribulation Divine Cauldron in a single blow and reduce Pang Hong to nothingness.

“No entity can obstruct my path to Daoship. This unparalleled Magic Sword shall sever the firmament!” Pang Hong bellowed in rage, scattering the surrounding electric glow. His expression remained steadfast and eternal. A ripple of purple light emerged from his forehead, instantly shaping into a purple divine sword that carried the fury of thunder to clash with the Thunder Tribulation Divine Sword.

“Bang!”

A violent collision echoed, inciting chaotic turbulence and churning the endless chaotic Qi. The impact shattered the constraints of earth, fire, wind, and water, unleashing a force capable of world-wide destruction.

Within the void, a long spear radiant with lightning manifested once more. This ten-thousand-zhang spear, inhaling the essence of thunder, seemed like the physical incarnation of the thunder’s source. Its tip glinted with a cold light, dancing like a venomous dragon as it tore through the chaotic currents, acting as an undefeated legend passing judgment on all life.

Upon its arrival, the Thunder Tribulation Divine Spear fractured the void, causing even the chaos to shudder. This weapon was imbued with immortal divinity, possessing the power to annihilate a world with a solitary strike. The lethal killing intent at the spear’s point was locked onto Pang Hong, prepared to erase him from existence.

“It has actually manifested the power of judgment, yet this is still insufficient—far from enough!” Pang Hong observed the heavenly spear, a peculiar light glinting in his eyes. Standing amidst the sea of chaotic thunder, the relentless electrical discharge refined his body, keeping him balanced on the thin line between annihilation and rebirth. A creative force seemed to stir within him, integrating into his very flesh.

Surrounded by his Essence, Qi, and Spirit, an intangible and invisible Golden Core revolved around him. It even descended into his created world, perpetually drinking in the power of creation from that realm.

These energies began to flow through the world, bolstering the strength of Pang Hong’s Essence, Qi, and Spirit.

At that moment, a sense of urgency gripped Pang Hong. The overflowing power made him long to strike out with wild abandon and crush all resistance. His consciousness wavered, and a purple-green light flickered between his eyes. A sudden jolt followed as a purple radiance appeared in his sea of consciousness, immediately restoring his mental clarity.

“Roar!”

Pang Hong’s physical form seemed to be reduced to ash by the lightning in an instant, leaving only the swirling energies of Essence, Qi, and Spirit.

“Did he fail? Has the thunder tribulation vanquished him?”

“That cannot be! This is merely the start of the thunder tribulation; how could Pang Hong fall so soon?”

Many nearby experts watched with shock as Pang Hong’s silhouette vanished.

They found it hard to believe he would fail so easily. Having witnessed several others ascend as Taoist Monarchs recently, they understood the trials of Daoship well. They refused to believe Pang Hong could not survive the opening salvo.

A moment later, a flash of light signaled Pang Hong’s return. His figure reformed, his aura now even more potent. Taking a step forward, he seized the Thunder Tribulation Divine Sword made of lightning and crushed it into dust.

Pang Hong’s face was dark. A brief lapse in focus had nearly cost him everything. Had he not practiced the Nine Revolutions Golden Core Technique, which granted him an incredibly resilient Divine Soul, he might have been obliterated by the tribulation, perishing between the heavens and the earth.

The Nine Revolutions Golden Core Technique is a legendary art feared across the heavenly seas, capable of condensing a powerful Divine Soul will that protects the spirit. It can suppress any threat during critical moments, showcasing the rebellious essence of the Golden Core Dao.

For practitioners of the Golden Core Dao, their entire cultivation legacy is housed within the Golden Core. The physical body is nothing more than a container. As long as the Golden Core survives, the body can be reconstructed at any time.

Based on Pei Xuanjing’s teachings and Pang Hong’s own realizations, reaching the pinnacle of the Golden Core Dao allows one to merge their Essence, Qi, and Spirit into the world itself. This imprints their existence upon the heavens like a Taoist Monarch, granting them eternal immortality.

Pang Hong’s expression shifted, genuinely incensed by the tribulation’s power. A Thunder Sword appeared in his grasp, radiating endless light. Its terrifying sword intent pierced through the elements of earth, fire, wind, and water, acting as a supreme weapon of slaughter that shouldn't exist in this realm, using his will to drive back even a Quasi-Taoist Monarch.

Gripping the Magic Sword, Pang Hong’s mana swirled, gradually absorbing the small world of thunder into his own body. His eyes flashed like electricity as he watched the thunderous power brewing in the clouds, where a rolling sea of billions of lightning bolts moved as one.

“Come! Show me the true thunder tribulation. Let us see if its full might can actually destroy me!” There was no trace of dread on Pang Hong’s face. Holding a portion of authority over thunder, he was a master of the element himself, fearing no Thunder God.

The lightning flickered erratically, taking the shape of Divine Weapons and Magical Treasures. Heavy pressure descended from above. Even the mighty Confucian Pang Hong had to focus entirely on resisting the weight. He swung the Thunder Sword, sending out a beam of sword light that shattered the lightning in the sky. He stood like a god defying the heavens, meeting the arrival of celestial disasters head-on.

Amidst the flickering thunder and illuminating flashes, chaotic Qi swirled and stirred up fierce winds. Standing in the heart of the Thunder Ocean and inhaling its vast power, Pang Hong’s divine presence was boundless. He watched solemnly as the Divine Weapons, infused with the will of thunder, began to take shape.

Each weapon’s shadow seemed to link back to a specific Taoist Monarch. These were clearly the imprints left behind by those monarchs when they faced their own tribulations, now manifested as the power of thunder.

“If these were the actual Taoist Monarchs wielding these weapons, it would be a different story. But why should I flee from mere projections of their imprints?” Pang Hong advanced, shrouded in radiant light, his flowing robes covering the void like a canopy. The Thunder Sword in his hand pulsed, and a chilling streak of light traced a beautiful arc through the air. This was his first true display of power.

Thunder roared and sword intent clashed as a devastating storm of sword Qi swept through the void. The wild lightning flooded the chaotic space.

Attaining the rank of Taoist Monarch is the primary step in transcending the limitations of heaven and earth. Only by reaching this stage can a cultivator stand as an equal to the heavens, possessing the right to sit alongside the world itself.

Pang Hong remained composed and eternal, clutching the Sanbao Jade Ruyi like a deity standing against the collapsing sky. His spiritual consciousness drove the Thunder Sword to clash against the might of the Taoist Monarch Divine Weapons.

Though he faced many alone, he did not yield an inch.