Top-level Qi Luck: Leading My Clan to Cultivate Chapter 2174: 1112: The Dissipation of the Heavenly Tribulation

Deep down, Lin Tianming grasped the harrowing nature of the Thunder Temple.

Such a heavenly tribulation remains an extreme rarity throughout the lengthy annals of Qingzhou.

Usually, only those epoch-defining prodigies or Heaven’s Chosen Sons brandishing peerless treasures trigger such a spectacle when breaching the Nascent Soul stage.

Now, Lin Tianming himself has summoned this very tribulation.

This trial serves as both a formidable ordeal and a profound opportunity.

Ultimately, the sheer magnitude of a heavenly tribulation reflects the innate aptitude of the one enduring it.

Consequently, should Lin Tianming survive this crushing tribulation, the benefits he reaps will be equally monumental.

The most immediate outcome is a martial potency that dwarfs others of the same tier.

Furthermore, his future potential for Cultivation growth will far outstrip that of average mortals.

Lin Tianming is fully cognizant of this fact.

Therefore, as he locked his gaze upon the Thunder Temple looming above, his determination to fight soared to its absolute peak.

“Rumble…”

Following a thunderous roar that shook the very foundations of the world, the Thunder Temple erupted from the thunderclouds, plummeting directly toward Lin Tianming.

At that instant, Lin Tianming shifted his focus, his hands maneuvering through a complex series of gestures.

As onlookers watched, he fluently formed a hand seal, unleashing ripples of spiritual light from his palms.

Two flashes of radiance ignited as he summoned a pair of defensive magical treasures.

These two artifacts were a vermilion jade pendant and a rugged black shield.

The vermilion jade pendant was formerly property of Situ Jian, the Holy Son of the Blood Red Alliance.

During their prior clash within the Ancient Demon Secret Realm, Situ Jian had utilized this trinket to effortlessly shrug off Lin Tianming’s offensive techniques with its formidable defensive shell.

Following Situ Jian’s death, the treasure fell into Lin Tianming’s hands.

Moreover, several years back, anticipating a potential heavenly tribulation, Lin Tianming requested that Lin Shilu refine the pendant further, integrating rare spirit ores and materials to fortify its defensive output.

Ultimately, this jade pendant became one of the two defensive tools Lin Tianming valued the most.

The second defensive treasure was a personal item belonging to Lin Tianming himself.

This small black shield had weathered countless conflicts, repeatedly shielding its master from dire crises.

Over time, the shield underwent numerous upgrades, steadily elevating its resilience.

Before this current challenge, Lin Shilu had personally reforged the shield to ensure it hit its peak performance.

Because of this, Lin Tianming held a deep sentimental attachment to the artifact, trusting its reliability enough to deploy it for this final, desperate phase of the heavenly tribulation.

This tactical choice underscored Lin Tianming’s intrinsic prudence.

After all, the mere reputation of the Thunder Temple hinted at its soul-crushing intensity.

Confronted with such a cataclysmic event, even Lin Tianming could not guarantee he would survive, let alone leave behind an intact remains.

With such stakes on the line, he dared not hold back a single ounce of energy.

Thus, as the Thunder Temple descended, he deployed both treasures instantly without a hint of hesitation.

His movements were fluid, swift, and calculated.

In the blink of an eye, both defensive measures were fully operational.

Soon, a crimson halo blossomed above his head, shielding an area of several dozen feet and manifesting a sight of terrifying majesty.

Behind this red glow rested a barrier woven from the blood-red jade pendant.

Hovering higher, the massive black shield loomed over the red light, creating a sophisticated, layered defense.

Even with these two treasures active, Lin Tianming did not stop; he pushed his internal Qi to the limit, manifesting a personal protective barrier to further secure his physique.

Having finalized these preparations, Lin Tianming braced himself, awaiting the baptism of the final heavenly tribulation.

The moment his defensive maneuvers settled, the Thunder Temple slammed down from the heavens.

The building descended with lightning speed and a momentum so heavy it seemed to crush the very atmosphere.

“Boom…”

With a deafening detonation, violent flames roared skyward, bathing the world in such an intense light that it resembled the meridian sun.

For that moment, the vision of every observer was completely obliterated by the flare.

Even Lin Shilu, who observed from the closest distance with Golden Core Perfect Cultivation, was blinded by the white radiance and could not discern the reality of the struggle within.

Even his divine sense was rendered utterly useless by the sheer energy.

From Lin Tianming’s perspective, he saw clearly that the primary barrier—the massive black shield—lasted for only a single pulse before the Thunder Temple sheared straight through it.

In an instant, the shield disintegrated into a thousand fragments, which whistled into the void.