This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable Chapter 1715 - 58: Who Says Heaven and Earth Are Vast (Extended Chapter) (Part 2)

Lu Qingshan gazed upon Heaven's Vault, his eyes gradually revealing a hint of anticipation.

Without a doubt, the Ninety-Nine Heavenly Tribulations will be his last test before becoming a Sword Immortal.

Once the Ninth Tribulations are complete, he will be close to becoming a Sword Immortal.

Whether it succeeds depends on today.

If he crosses this step, the vast sky awaits.

"Then let it begin."

Ride the momentum while high, falter on the second try, exhaust on the third.

Lu Qingshan did not want to waste any more time and immediately made his choice.

"Your Experience Points are expended by 28.459 billion. You will face the tribulation, this tribulation is: Ninety-Nine Heavenly Tribulations. Please prepare for the Tribulation Crossing!"

"Please note, as a limit-breaking heavenly tribulation, the difficulty will also break the upper limit!"

"Do you confirm the tribulation challenge?"

A row of shimmering fire-like characters washed down within his pupils.

"Face the tribulation."

Lu Qingshan's figure stood suspended above Heaven's Vault, his black gilded Sect Master robe flared, white hair billowed, and his body gleamed with a crystalline luster, exuding an aura of arrogant grace.

In his dantian, mana surged like a True Dragon, roaring through his meridians one after another, like tidal waves, fiercely and tumultuously.

The sound of dragon roars and tiger cries even emanated from Lu Qingshan's body, echoing between heaven and earth.

Unless witnessing this scene firsthand, others would find it unimaginable, impossible to believe.

Merely the tempestuous mana could incite dragon roars and tiger cries; how vigorous could this person's mana possibly be?

Above Lu Qingshan's head, ripples emerged in the Nine Heavens.

These ripples carried mighty power, sweeping in all directions, and within a moment, had enveloped this part of Heaven's Vault, carrying a deep intention to lock, like an invisible cage, trapping Lu Qingshan.

Within the ripples, layers of Taoist intent are contained, even someone like Chu Mu Shen, his spirit slightly quaked when brushed by the ripples.

His expression changed slightly, he raised his head to look at the source of the ripples in Heaven's Vault—Lu Qingshan.

An indescribable pressure appeared within this part of heaven and earth at that moment.

Clearly, it was a bright sunny day, just moments ago the weather was clear without a cloud in sight, but instantly, darkness gradually overran this expanse of Heaven's Vault.

The light of the sky has dimmed.

The atmosphere was oppressively intense, making one feel almost suffocated.

Silent, absolutely silent, even the wind had ceased.

Without wind, the rustling sound of bamboo leaves being moved disappeared as well.

A death-like silence, like the foreboding arrival of some prehistoric beast.

With a loud bang.

A clap of thunder sounded from high above without any warning, breaking this absolute silence.

This was genuine thunder.

The thunder arose from Heaven's Vault, coming from the tribulation clouds.

Suddenly, the black tribulation clouds already occupied every inch of the sky within sight.

Deep purple Heavenly Thunder slithered like dragons among the tribulation cloud's black silk.

Thunder roared, purple electricity intertwined.

The secular often uses "deafening as thunder" to describe the magnitude of sound.

But now, what words could possibly describe the overwhelming thunder at this moment?

As if countless immortals were loudly admonishing.

The anger of the Sovereign of Heaven, floating corpses by the millions, blood flowing a thousand miles.

The rage of the commoner, blood flowing five steps, the world in mourning.

The wrath of Heaven's Immortals, yet only directed towards one person.

Lu Qingshan looked up to the sky.

The streaks of purple thunder wandering the clouds, like fierce Thunder Dragons swimming in the sea.

Lightning and thunder.

Beneath the tribulation clouds across the sky, Lu Qingshan stood motionless, mana surrounding him.

Vital Essence, Spirit, and Primordial Spirit gathered within him, he erupted with a powerful presence, divine light encircled him, even his hair stood out radiantly, resplendent in the darkness.

Boom!

At this moment, from high above, a wave of five-colored thunder descended, striking towards Lu Qingshan, seemingly displeased with his otherworldly demeanor, wanting to teach him a lesson.

The Heaven's Vault, as though blasted open by this wave of tribulation thunder, forming a chasm, a fissure.

The Heavenly Thunder poised to fall.

The great tribulation has arrived!

.....

Lu Qingshan disregarded the so-called rules entirely, cared not for the level of this heavenly tribulation, raised his sword, and charged straight into the roaring Heavenly Thunder, unleashing a slash.

Just like facing an opponent too weak to endure, one sword directly shattered this wave of five-colored tribulation thunder that could cause countless cultivators to turn pale.

Boom!

Only a prelude.

For Lu Qingshan's "disrespect," the heavenly tribulation did not react, only proceeded in due course to drop the second batch of thunder.

This second wave of thunder remained five-colored tribulation thunder but was no longer singular, like a great thunder pool descending.

The power escalation from the first wave of tribulation thunder to the second has already defied logic.

It's unthinkable what level of terror the tribulation thunder would reach if each wave's might increased in such manner until the very end?

Endless thunder engulfed Lu Qingshan's form.

The five colors shining across the heavens and earth, already becoming an ocean of thunder, terrifying to the extreme, capable of shattering everything, overwhelmingly bright.

Rumble!

The sheer volume of thunder could almost pierce the eardrums, shatter the Primordial Spirit, vast beyond compare.

Merely the scattered roaming residual thunder poured down like the Nine Heavens' Milky Way, further devastating the already barren and lifeless island below.

Can you imagine, the terror at the center of this wave of tribulation thunder, representing the will of Heaven and Earth, capable of wiping out all life forms?

Lu Qingshan was positioned at the very center of the thunder pool.

A purple-golden domain expanded around him.

Sword Domain.

Sword Qi, within the Sword Domain, surged, clashing against the thunder.

Rumble!

As one wave subsided, another arose.

This wave of tribulation thunder had just descended when yet another thunder tide fell from the heavens, intensely blazing, defying all logic.

Heaven and Earth trembled, the myriad thunder tribulations penetrated heaven and earth.

Peach Blossom rose and fell, suspended above Lu Qingshan's head, experiencing the thunder tribulation with him, relentlessly struck by the tribulation thunder, forming streaks of patterns.