My brother is so cunning

Chapter 1192 The Power of Heavenly Tribulation
A jet-black beam of light shot out from the Immortal Slaughtering Formation and collided violently with the golden lightning pillar.

"boom!"

The moment the two forces collided, the resulting shockwave tore a huge gap in the surrounding chaotic realm. The black malevolent energy receded like a tide, revealing the ruins of Freedom City below, which had long since turned to scorched earth.

The golden lightning pillar and the white light pillar were locked in a stalemate, forming a huge energy vortex in the air. Meanwhile, the Heavenly Dao vortex in the sky became increasingly violent, with countless lightning chains hanging down from the vortex and landing on the chaotic domain, scorching holes in the black evil energy with a sizzling sound.

"Oh no! The Heavenly Tribulation is about to strike!"

The Primordial Celestial Venerable was greatly alarmed. He could clearly feel that the aura of the tribulation lightning in the Heavenly Dao vortex was locking onto him—Wen Rui's "Tribulation of All Beings" had actually become the key to triggering the real tribulation lightning!

He no longer cared about killing Wen Rui and only wanted to get away from this place as soon as possible. But just as he was about to use his spatial magic to escape, the Tongtian Sect Master clung to him like a leech.

The Tongtian Sect Leader, wielding the Qingping Sword, unleashed a surge of azure light. He slashed at the cocoon of light belonging to the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, the sword energy containing the secret techniques of the Jie Sect, which temporarily sealed off the space around the Primordial Heavenly Venerable: "Primordial Heavenly Venerable! You think you can escape? Don't even think about leaving until you've paid off the karmic debts you've inflicted on all living beings!"

The Qingping Sword attacked relentlessly like a venomous snake, each strike aimed at the weakest point of the cocoon of light, giving Yuanshi no chance to escape.

The Tongtian Cult Leader had been waiting for this opportunity to beat a drowning dog for a full seven hundred years!
The Tongtian Sect Leader had already given up all hope. He and the Primordial Heavenly Venerable had both consumed the Immortal-Slaying Pill from the Hongjun Dao Ancestor. If they were to fight each other, they would surely suffer a backlash from the pill's poison.

However, there is a lot of room for interpretation in defining the rule of fratricide.

For example, if he stood in front of the Zhuxian Sword Formation to protect all living beings and block the sword formation, it can't be considered fratricide, right?
He blocked the chaotic sword energy for Wen Rui in the sword formation, so it can't be considered fratricide, right?
As long as one does not harbor murderous intent towards Yuanshi Tianzun and attempt to kill him, it cannot be considered fratricide. Otherwise, wouldn't fellow disciples be able to exchange blows and spar with each other?

When the heavenly tribulation descended, he stopped Yuanshi Tianzun, grabbing his clothes to prevent him from leaving. This could not be considered fratricide, but rather a kind gesture to make his senior brother bear the responsibilities of a saint that he should have borne, teaching him the principle of not running away, because running away cannot solve the problem.

Perhaps the problem itself is Yuanshi Tianzun, and the so-called solution is that Yuanshi Tianzun is struck dead by the Heavenly Tribulation Lightning, which would then have nothing to do with Tongtian Jiaozhu.

Upon seeing this, a glint of light flashed in Wen Rui's eyes—this was the moment he had been waiting for!
He manipulated the golden sword threads, which, like countless agile snakes, coiled around the cocoon of light of the Primordial Celestial Venerable from all directions.

The "probability cloud collapse" power contained in the sword threads can not only bind the light cocoon, but also continuously weaken the light cocoon's defense.

At the same time, he once again activated the phase space locking technology, completely sealing off the space within ten miles around the Primordial Celestial Venerable, forming an invisible spatial cage that even the supernatural power of traversing dimensions could not break through.

“Yuanshi! To borrow a prophecy from the Western Sect: The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore! If you openly admit your mistakes in front of all living beings today and swear never to interfere with all living beings again in the name of the Heavenly Way, I might reluctantly ask my disciple to spare your life!”

Despite saying this, the Tongtian Sect Leader laughed wildly, his laughter filled with joy. The Qingping Sword in his hand burst forth with unprecedented light, and he slashed at the giant sword shadow condensed by the Primordial Heavenly Venerable. The azure sword energy was like a sharp blade, splitting a huge crack in the sword shadow, and the golden light on the sword shadow began to dim rapidly.

Yuanshi Tianzun was trapped in a spatial cage, watching the lightning chains falling from the sky and feeling the light cocoon's defense weakening. His heart was filled with resentment.

He had lived for countless eons, and as the leader of the Chan Sect, he had personally established the order of the primordial world. He had once stood shoulder to shoulder with the Tongtian Sect Master in the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, and had witnessed countless cataclysmic events. Yet, he never imagined that he would fall at the hands of an outsider from beyond the realm and a former fellow disciple. "I am not wrong; the fault lies with all living beings, with this world!"

Yuanshi Tianzun roared, his voice filled with boundless resentment. He unleashed an incomparably powerful saintly force, and the cocoon of light instantly expanded three times its original size, attempting to break free from the spatial cage.

Golden and black light spilled out from the cocoon of light, causing the surrounding sword threads and spatial cage to deform slightly, as if they were about to explode completely at any moment.

Just then, the Heavenly Dao vortex in the sky suddenly exploded, and a golden lightning bolt tens of thousands of feet long, like a giant axe of a god, with the power to destroy the world, cleaved down towards the light cocoon of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable!
The overwhelming power of the Heavenly Dao contained within this bolt of lightning caused the entire Primordial Three Realms to tremble. Whether they were saints or golden immortals, mortals or demons, they all knelt on the ground, not daring to look directly at this divine punishment.

"Boom—!" The moment the lightning struck the cocoon of light, a tremendous roar resounded throughout every corner of the primordial world.

The black, chaotic aura vanished instantly in the lightning, turning into wisps of black smoke; the Four Swords of Zhuxian, having lost the support of the saint's power, dimmed and fell from the sky, embedding themselves in the ruins.

The cocoon of light of the Primordial Celestial Venerable shattered inch by inch in the lightning. His screams rang out in the lightning, but only lasted for a moment before being completely swallowed up by the lightning.

As the lightning dissipated, the celestial vortex in the sky gradually dissipated, and the originally gloomy sky cleared up again. Sunlight shone through the clouds and fell on the ruins of Freedom City, bringing a touch of warmth to this scorched land.

The Tongtian Sect Leader gazed at the lingering aftershocks of the lightning tribulation in the sky, let out a long sigh of relief, and his tense back suddenly relaxed. He lowered his eyes to look at the ground, his gaze sweeping over the spot where the lightning struck, and his pupils contracted slightly—it was not empty there.

On the scorched ground, a disheveled figure lay sprawled in the center. The sacred cocoon around his body had long since shattered, and his once pristine white Taoist robe was now tattered from the scorching lightning. His exposed skin was covered with hideous lightning marks, and wisps of black smoke rose from his wounds.

The Jade Ruyi of the Primordial Celestial Venerable broke in two, and the Zhuxian Formation Diagram lost its luster and fell to the side.

He struggled to lift his head, his face as pale as paper, golden saintly blood constantly spilling from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with lingering fear, even his breathing trembling violently—although he had not perished, he had been severely injured, his saintly essence damaged, and he would no longer be able to use his full power for a short period of time.

Wen Rui also put away the sword threads and phase barrier. He staggered back two steps and barely managed to stand by leaning against a broken stone pillar. His face was as pale as paper, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his once bright eyes had dimmed somewhat—continuously activating "All Beings Thunder Tribulation" and spatial locking had placed an enormous burden on his mental strength and body.

Wen Rui looked down at the quantum computer on his wrist. Green text flashed on the screen: [Heavenly Tribulation Tribulation triggered, target severely injured, not eliminated], and then sighed softly.

The Zhuxian Sword Formation had vanished under the lightning tribulation, and the immortals of the Chan Sect within it floated in place, looking bewildered and translucent.

As the aftershocks of the lightning tribulation swept over them, they were already severely weakened by the previous battle, making it even more difficult for them to withstand the onslaught. Golden light emanated from their bodies, and their flesh shattered inch by inch under the residual power of the lightning, eventually turning into ashes and dissipating.

In the blink of an eye, Guang Chengzi, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun, and other Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect all disintegrated their physical bodies, leaving only their semi-transparent primordial spirits floating in the air.

(End of this chapter)