“Worthy Brother, Sister-in-law! Quick, quick, quick! Lingxuzi is about to prove his Dao and face his tribulation in the Northern Plains!”
Hearing this, Zhang Mingyuan instantly perked up.
He quickly dressed himself and turned to look at Su Jinxue.
Su Jinxue had already regained her cold, aloof demeanor, dressed in a gown as red as fire.
The two exchanged a look without a word. With a flash of their figures, they exited the estate and headed toward the Taixu Sacred Ground alongside the Heavenly Dao.
Northern Plains, Taixu Sacred Ground.
The three tore through the sky and landed on the Taixu Star-Gazing Platform, the highest point of the Taixu Sacred Ground.
At this moment, violent winds howled above the Taixu Sacred Ground, and the sky changed color.
A tribulation cloud as thick and heavy as ink was condensing at a terrifying speed, instantly stretching across a hundred thousand miles.
Within the tribulation cloud, thunder rumbled and roared like furious dragons, exuding a suffocating heavenly pressure.
At the edge of the star-gazing platform, a figure like the moon had already been standing for some time.
Bai Lumian wore a forest-green gown that rustled loudly in the howling wind.
Her fair skin looked exceptionally pale against the backdrop of the dark, heavy tribulation clouds filling the sky.
She tilted her head up slightly, her amber eyes locked onto the elegant, white-robed figure standing at the center of the tribulation clouds. Her delicate hands were clenched tightly inside her sleeves.
Lingxuzi held his white jade fly-whisk, his long hair fluttering wildly in the gale. Yet, his refined face remained completely calm and unbothered, as if the hundred-thousand-mile tribulation cloud above him were nothing but passing mist.
Boom—
The first bolt of immortal lightning crashed down, officially commencing Lingxuzi's tribulation.
Bai Lumian's breath hitched, and even her eyelashes trembled slightly.
She prayed silently in her heart, hoping that Lingxuzi would emerge completely unscathed.
Zhang Mingyuan walked over to Bai Lumian's side, waved his hand casually, and comforted her:
“Lumian, relax. He'll be fine.”
“Old Xu is as clever as a monkey. A mere immortal tribulation is as simple as drinking water to him. Just keep your heart in your chest and enjoy the show.”
Hearing this, Bai Lumian only nodded silently, but her eyes never wavered from Lingxuzi for even a second.
Time flew by, and flashes of lightning continuously tore the sky apart.
Relying on his deep foundation and masterful spatial laws, Lingxuzi passed the first eight tribulations without any major scares.
Though his spotless white robe now bore a few charred spots, his aura remained steady, and his every movement exuded the grace of a peerless expert.
However, the most critical moment soon arrived—the ninth immortal lightning.
When facing the Nine-Nine Immortal Tribulation, the final strike had to be overcome using the laws of the cultivator's own path to truly cross the chasm between mortal and immortal.
Rumble—
Above the sky, the hundred-thousand-mile tribulation cloud suddenly stopped churning, and all the lightning withdrew inside.
Immediately after, a terrifying aura slowly brewed in the depths of the tribulation cloud.
As a medical sage at the peak of the Mahayana Stage, how sharp was Bai Lumian's soul?
The moment she felt that aura, she felt as if her very soul would be annihilated into nothingness by this power.
Lingxuzi, you must not let anything happen to you!
In the sky, at the center of the once pitch-black thundercloud, a bizarre bolt of lightning suddenly formed.
This lightning was formless and invisible. It had no dazzling light, nor did it make any deafening roars, yet everyone below could clearly perceive its presence.
“The Realm-Breaking God-Slaying Formless Immortal Lightning!”
The Heavenly Dao gasped beside them, whispering in shock:
“This thing can bypass any spatial barrier to strike directly at a cultivator's origin. It specializes in breaking spatial laws!”
Before the words could fully leave his mouth, the formless, shapeless immortal lightning descended silently.
Lingxuzi's expression finally grew solemn. He swung his white jade fly-whisk and gave a loud shout.
In an instant, the space around him began to warp and fold frantically.
Using the Multiple Void Folding Method, he instantly hid himself within hundreds of overlapping pocket dimensions.
Then, he formed hand seals and unleashed his strongest killer move—Spatial Annihilation!
A force of spatial crushing capable of collapsing heaven and earth surged upward to meet the formless immortal lightning.
But that was an immortal lightning, after all—the supreme power required to cross the divide between mortal and immortal.
At this point, even with his best preparation, Lingxuzi was only in the Half-Immortal Realm. How could he easily withstand it?
The two forces clashed silently in the void.
There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a despairing erasure.
The formless immortal lightning shattered the power of Spatial Annihilation, pierced straight through the layers of folded space, and struck the spot where Lingxuzi stood.
With a flash of light, the elegant, white-robed figure in the sky was instantly erased, leaving absolutely nothing behind!
“Lingxuzi!”
Seeing this scene, Bai Lumian's heart clenched violently.
Her eyes instantly turned red. Her peak Mahayana Stage spiritual energy erupted as she prepared to rush into the sky, heedless of the danger.
She wanted to go to the place where Lingxuzi had vanished, where the terrifying residual power of the immortal lightning still lingered.
Even if that residual power could instantly reduce her to nothingness, she was determined to charge up!
She refused to believe that the usually block-headed guy had simply vanished like that!
She had to find him and bring him back...
“Lumian, wait!”
Just then, a fair hand firmly pressed down on her shoulder.
Su Jinxue, clad in red, calmly looked at the sky, her crimson eyes shimmering with a deep light.
“I can sense that there are still origin fluctuations of Lingxuzi's spatial laws up there.”
“He isn't dead. He is currently wrestling with that immortal lightning.”
“Do not charge up there and distract him!”
Bai Lumian's figure froze. She turned to look at Su Jinxue.
Although she had been held back, her heart still couldn't settle in the slightest.
Meanwhile, Zhang Mingyuan stood to the side with his arms crossed, watching the commotion in the sky without a single trace of worry.
Back then... well, even though it was an illusion, the aura of Lingxuzi simulated by that old bastard, the Heavenly Dao, didn't differ from the real Lingxuzi's aura at all.
Back then, that old fellow Lingxuzi was only in the Mahayana Stage, yet he could still flee with Zhang Mingyuan under the nose of Su Jinxue, a Red Dust Immortal.
In fact, if Su Jinxue hadn't interrupted him, Lingxuzi could have teleported them directly to another world where even a Red Dust Immortal couldn't find them!
That level of capability spoke for itself!
Later, Zhang Mingyuan had even given him a Taixu boundary core, raising his strength to a whole new level. Not to mention, he was now in the Half-Immortal Realm, making this a walk in the park!
If Zhang Mingyuan showed even a shred of worry, he wouldn't deserve to be called Lingxuzi's "bad influence"!
Oh, wait, no. Lingxuzi's "dearest, closest friend"!
Suddenly, Zhang Mingyuan's gaze fell on Bai Lumian's anxious face beside him.
Seeing her look as though she would gladly die in Lingxuzi's place, he suddenly seemed to realize something.
A mischievous, teasing grin spread across his face, and he leaned in toward Bai Lumian:
“My, my, Lumian. Why are you so worried about that fellow?”
“You're even rushing up there without any regard for your own life... Could it be... that there is some unspeakable secret between the two of you?”
As soon as these words were uttered, the Heavenly Dao, who had been feeling rather bored beside them, instantly perked up.
He looked at Bai Lumian, his eyes shining with an intense light of gossip.
He even instinctively began to secretly pull out his spiritual jade...
Feeling the gaze of these two "bad influences," Bai Lumian was instantly stunned.
Then, her cheeks flushed uncontrollably, turning as red as they could possibly be...
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