The Heavens Start to Reverse Fate from Martial Arts

Chapter 258: Eight Thunder Tribulations, Shocking Visions
Boom!

The spring thunder explodes, and all the ghosts are frightened!
Thunderclouds rolled, covering the sky and the sun. As the first spring thunder sounded, the continuous spring rain fell, wetting the world.

The wilderness is a huge land thousands of miles deep overseas, with a radius of billions of miles. It is located in the tropics, with thunderstorms all year round, and is known as a barren land of ignorance.

Monsters and beasts roamed the land, and witches and demons lived there, bewitching the natives. It was an ignorant place without civilization. Even a barbaric country like Yunmeng regarded the wilderness as a barbaric place.

The Wild Thunder Zone is located in the heart of the wilderness.

It is thousands of miles in radius, and has deep underground magnetic ore, iron ore, copper ore and other metal veins with extremely large reserves. It is the place where thunder gathers most densely in the world.

In ancient times, many great figures survived thunder disasters here.

For example, Emperor Changsheng, Pan Huang, and other philosophers in the Middle Ages, all refined their souls here, entered into thunder tribulations, and devoured the will of heaven and earth.

On the top of a thousand-foot-high peak, seven figures stood still in the howling wind, looking up at the sky and thunderclouds with different expressions.

Wang Yi put his hands behind his back, lowered his eyes and looked at Chen Xingzi and others beside him who had fiery expressions, and said calmly: "You go through the tribulation first, I will protect you."

He calculated the I Ching Bagua rapidly in his eyes, and added indifferently: "Also... prepare for a war."

Chen Xingzi was about to say a few polite words, but when he heard the last words, his expression froze and he said solemnly, "In this case, we won't be too polite with the master."

Given Ether Dao's strength, he could call it a war, so one can imagine how powerful the enemy is.

Even if the three of them became powerful Creators, they would not be able to influence the outcome of the battle. However, the Daoqi Heavenly Book had the power of the three Creators, and its power would increase by at least 10%, which could often determine the outcome of the battle.

Lian Yunzi couldn't help but interject, "With the master's strength, plus the Daoqi Tianshu, the king of divine artifacts, in this world where cultivation is declining, who else can make the master treat it so carefully?"

Yin Yunzi nodded her head and said softly, "Indeed, the master easily broke Meng Shenji's siege last time. In the short term, this guy should not have the courage to provoke the master again, right?"

Taiyi Zhenren, Rolling Stone Zhenren, and Sword Fairy suppressed their curiosity, stood respectfully aside, and listened quietly to the conversation between the four people.

Wang Yi looked up at the surging thunderclouds in the sky. The lightning was so bright that his eyes flickered. He said calmly, "The world is very big. The universe is only the center of the world, not the whole world."

"There are many strong people in the outer world. There are many ghost immortals who have experienced eight or nine thunder tribulations, and there are also many powerful human immortals who have evolved from flesh and blood, and even have a myriad of changes. There are also some strong people who have existed since ancient times."

"The King of Divine Artifacts is not invincible. Looking at the entire universe, he is only capable of self-preservation, and is not a decisive factor."

After Wang Yi finished speaking, the gossips in his eyes became more and more intertwined. All kinds of possibilities in the future flashed through his mind, and he calculated the powerful enemies that might appear.

"The world beyond the heaven... is it really... so scary?" Chen Xingzi's lips trembled. He couldn't believe it, but when he thought of the "emptiness" in the secret world of immortality, he had to choose to believe it.

When he thought about the possibility of facing a powerful ghost immortal who had experienced eight or nine thunder tribulations, or a powerful human immortal who was derived from flesh and blood and even had a myriad of changes, his heart couldn't help but tremble.

Facing these powerful beings, the so-called Creator is nothing more than a larger ant. The role he can play is really not that big. At most, he can affect the direction of the marginal battlefield.

Lian Yunzi and Yin Yunzi looked dazed for a moment, with worry showing up on their faces uncontrollably, and they felt unsettled in their hearts.

Taiyi Zhenren, Rolling Stone Zhenren, and Sword Fairy were better off. They knew that they left the Heavenly Book World this time only to survive the thunder tribulation and improve themselves, and were not qualified to participate in such a high-end battle.

Wang Yi looked at the solemn expressions on the faces of the few people and said calmly: "Now is not the time to dwell on these things, you should hurry up and survive the tribulation."

Upon hearing this, the six people did not dare to delay any longer, and hurriedly sat down cross-legged on the spot. Their spirits left their bodies and rushed towards the thunderclouds in the sky. In the blink of an eye, they sank into the layer of thunder and disappeared.

Wang Yi's eyes were deep and he pondered for a moment, then he summoned the ancient Rashomon. With a thought, he created a space passage between this place and the Shenwei Palace in Shazhou.

Yang An, who was in the pavilion in the garden of the prince's mansion, looked at the suddenly appeared gate with a face full of alertness. Behind him, a mighty yang fist energy rose up, suppressing the void in all directions.

When facing the door, the Taoist's indifferent eyes became blank for a moment, and the milky white spiritual light in his heart shone brightly, and layers of dream webs emerged, looking extremely dreamy and mysterious.

"I have dreamed for thousands of years, what year is this night?"

"This dream... I really want to keep going... but unfortunately I still wake up from it in the end."

Yang An's expression was complicated. He looked at the Taoist in the door again, his eyes full of fear and awe. After a long pause, he said calmly, "How should I address you? Pavilion Master? Yizhu? Or Master?"

Wang Yi nodded slightly and said with satisfaction: "He has grown a lot, and has lost some of Long Aotian's temper. He can still be used."

Yang An's expression was calm and he did not panic because his life and death were in the hands of others. Instead, he was surprisingly calm: "Thank you for your high regard, Master Yi. I wonder what you want me to do this time?"

Wang Yi flicked his finger, and an ancient ring shot out, passed through the ancient Rashomon, and hovered steadily in front of Yang An: "This ring can pass through the ancient Rashomon and travel between the heavenly book and the earth. The Dragon Tooth Pill inside can be used at will, and the strong can also be called upon at will."

Yang An narrowed his eyes slightly, reached out and put the ring on the index finger of his right hand.

With the memory of hundreds of reincarnations in dreams and the information just transmitted to his mind by the other party, he naturally knew how precious the Dragon Tooth Pill was. He also knew about the existence of Chen Xingzi, Lian Yunzi, Yin Yunzi, the Ninety-Nine Sects, and tens of millions of human beings.

Yang An stroked the ring, took a deep breath, and asked in a deep voice: "What do you need me to do?"

Wang Yi said calmly: "Unify the world, conform to the human way, restore the throne of the Holy Emperor, and prepare for the conquest of the outer world."

He needs to use Yang An's hand to stir up the situation in the Yangshen world, so as to absorb enough origin of heaven and earth to prepare for transforming himself into heaven and earth.

“Hu…” Yang An let out a long breath and said in a concentrated voice: “Yizhu, what on earth do you want to do? You should understand the horror of the Heavenly World. Once a war breaks out, the consequences will be disastrous. Don’t forget that the leaders of Panxing are still alive, as well as those old guys in the Land of Origin…”

"I will handle the high-dimensional issues!" Wang Yi interrupted with a wave of his hand, and said calmly, "Do the task I assign to you, and I will give you freedom after you complete it."

After saying this, he waved his hand and closed the ancient Rashomon.

He put his hands behind his back and looked up at Chen Xingzi and the other two who were undergoing the thunder tribulation of creation in the thunder tribulation layer, to prevent anyone from attacking them.

In the garden pavilion.

Yang An stood there blankly, with a complex expression on his face. After a long while, he said faintly: "Is the system... here?"

The so-called freedom is nothing more than relative freedom of the mind. If we cannot reach the other side, this freedom is not so valuable.

As someone who knows a little bit of the true side of Taoist Taiyi, he is well aware that except for him, no one in this world can transcend heaven and earth and reach the other shore.

This is the gap in dimensions, the difference in essence, there is no comparability, or it can be said that there is no qualification for comparison. "I am the spirit of the Heavenly Book, based on the Future Immortal Sutra, supplemented by the rudimentary Book of Changes, with reference to the scientific and technological computing array, the Book of Changes Bagua calculation array, and refined by the immortals. You can call me... Taiyi Tiandao, or Taiyi Daozun." The voice was indifferent and high, ethereal and mysterious, and clearly echoed in Yang An's spiritual space.

"You are plotting against me like this? Doesn't your conscience hurt?" Yang An said in a low voice with a gloomy face.

After escaping from the dream of his mind, he naturally understood what the so-called system was. He was still complacent, thinking that he was superior to others, and regarded the powerful people in this world as natives. In the final analysis, he was just a pure tool.

He also practiced the "Future Immortality Sutra" and the I Ching that was originally created by Hong Yi. Naturally, his spiritual computing ability was not weak. In a flash of thought, he realized his own situation and the process of being calculated.

"No! In the original trajectory of fate, you were a pawn of the Immortal God King, and you would die at the hands of Yi Zi. But with the intervention of Yi Zhu, your fate has been rewritten. No matter how bad it is, you are still the Holy Emperor of Heaven and Earth, starting from the Yang God. You should be content."

“Thank you!” Yang An’s face was extremely bad, and he couldn’t help but ask, “Are all the demons from outside the domain so careless in doing things?”

Taiyi Tiandao's voice sounded: "Based on the way Master Yi acted in the past, you will completely lose yourself and be trained into a Dao body. You should be content."

"I..." Yang An's face flushed red, and he cursed in his heart. He took a few deep breaths and finally suppressed the pent-up anger in his heart.

"Hmph!" He snorted coldly, left the garden, and headed towards the camp in the city. Instead of dwelling on these things, it would be better to go and survive the thunder tribulation with Hong Yi as soon as possible. Strong strength is the basis for fighting for enough rights and interests for oneself.

Since you have been forced to do the task, try your best to complete it.

If you can't resist, then just enjoy it.

Just as Taiyi Tiandao said, no matter how bad he is, he is still the Holy Emperor of Heaven and Earth and has to start from the Yang God, which is not too unfair to himself. It is better than being killed by Yizi according to his original fate.

……

shhhhhh...

Six gray streaks fell from the sky and landed in turn into the bodies of Chen Xingzi and others who were sitting cross-legged. A terrifying aura rose, the essence of nature dissipated, dead trees came back to life, grass, flowers, and trees broke through the ground, and the barren mountain tops became green in the blink of an eye, exuding a different kind of vitality.

Chen Xingzi slowly stood up, feeling the power in his body that was ten times stronger than before, and said in a trembling voice: "This is the realm of the philosophers in the Middle Ages, the Creator? It's really powerful."

He now felt that he was able to defeat ten of his former selves, and it wouldn't take much time or effort.

Lian Yunzi couldn't help himself, power surged in his hands, and he waved his hand to create a flaming thunder dragon in the void.

"The Furious Flame Thunder Dragon pays homage to the Lord!" A nine-zhang long flaming dragon coiled in the air, lowered its head to Lian Yunzi, and exuded the aura of a ghost immortal.

"Okay, okay, okay!" Lian Yunzi looked happy and said yes repeatedly.

He was obviously very satisfied with this creation. His excitement could be imagined as he broke through the realm he had dreamed of for hundreds of years.

The sound of Taoism lingered around Yin Yunzi, and the notes seemed to have life, spontaneously leaping out a piece of Taoism that penetrated the soul, making people feel clear-minded and unable to stop listening.

Sword Fairy and others looked at the three people with envy. The realm of the Creator...the philosophers in the Middle Ages, how could they not be envied?
The three of them secretly made up their minds that they must practice hard after returning this time and strive to become powerful Creators as soon as possible.

If you cannot become a powerful creator even with all the skills, teachings from masters, and abundant resources, you might as well just kill yourself. What's the point of practicing for immortality?

Wang Yi looked at the few people, summoned the Daoist Heavenly Book, and said with a faint smile: "Okay, you first enter the Heavenly Book World to use the elixir to get through the weak period, and I also need to hurry to get through the eighth thunder tribulation."

"I wish the Lord success in overcoming the calamity! We will take our leave."

Chen Xingzi and the others bowed in unison, then allowed Wang Yi to put them into the Book of Taoist Instruments.

Wang Yi's eyes were deep, and his soul took a step out of his body. He grabbed the Taoist weapon Heavenly Book, put away his physical body, and then turned into a rainbow and flew straight into the turbulent thunderclouds and rushed straight into the space of the eighth level of thunder tribulation.

Rumble…

Ten thousand thunders danced wildly, the energy of thunder tribulation surged, the power of law was revealed, the power of earth, water, fire and wind surged, emitting unparalleled high temperature and extremely terrifying energy tides.

In just a moment, Wang Yi's soul showed signs of melting and disintegrating. The evil scum that was undetectable in the past turned into billowing black smoke and flew out of his body. In the blink of an eye, it turned into thousands of demons, who pounced on him with a grim smile.

"It all began in nothingness and it all ends in nothingness..."

Wang Yi's eyes were calm, and his figure flashed, transforming into a ten-foot-tall tree of nothingness. Countless roots spread out across the sky, and wherever it passed, thousands of demons were swallowed up with screams.

Then, together with the Taoist Heavenly Book, he absorbed the surging thunder energy, and the earth, water, fire and wind transformed by the laws of heaven and earth.

The soul quickly turned into pure yang, the light became brighter and brighter, and the thoughts expanded visibly to the naked eye, one acre in radius, two acres in radius... until it stopped at nine acres in radius.

The light of the Taoist Book of Heaven became increasingly dimmer, and its aura became increasingly powerful. A vast world seemed to appear and disappear, and the laws of heaven and earth intertwined and evolved within it, bursting out with infinite and mysterious Taoist aura.

hum!
The golden divine tide shines through the thunderclouds, illuminating the nine heavens. The pure and yang light of the primordial spirit illuminates the universe, dyeing the heaven and earth golden. The heaven and earth feel it, the laws surge, and interweave a vast and strange vision.

Heaven and earth praise, and all living beings pay tribute.

"The Infinite Heavenly Venerable, the master of great virtue, saves all living beings. The Infinite Heavenly Venerable, the master of great virtue, saves all living beings..."

The sound of Tao lingers and echoes throughout heaven and earth.

Countless shadows of living beings emerged, devoutly worshiping Wang Yi in the space of the eighth level of thunder tribulation.

Peddlers, kings, generals, gods, demons, ghosts, flowers, plants, insects and fish... countless living beings sang in unison, the hymns resounded throughout the world, and the vision was so vast that it had no boundaries.

"Is this... a new Yang God born?"

"What a terrifying vision. Could it be that someone is really going through the Yang Divine Tribulation?"

"How many tens of thousands of years has it been? Has someone finally become a powerful Yang God?"

……

In the vast world, powerful people were alarmed. They looked at the strange phenomenon between heaven and earth, exclaiming in shock.

Countless people, regardless of their nationality, prostrated themselves in worship, with expressions of fear and piety. The people in the Western Regions, in particular, looked extremely fanatical, as if they had a new spiritual support.

(End of this chapter)