Longevity Thunder Ancestor

Chapter 815 Nascent Soul Formation (Part 2)

At this moment, inside a cave dwelling on Shuiyue Peak in the core area of ​​the Wangyue Sect, a stunningly beautiful young woman suddenly opened her eyes, looking towards the southwest with surprise and uncertainty.

This woman was none other than Luo Feixuan. She had just suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of panic, as if some great terror was about to befall her.

She immediately flashed and soon appeared above Shuiyue Peak.

Her bright eyes were fixed on the southwest direction.

Just then, two dazzling beams of light flew over in an instant, revealing a mighty old man and a handsome middle-aged man, who were none other than True Lord Cangya and True Lord Mingguang.

Both of them were looking in that direction, their expressions moved.

"Grandpa, Father, could it be that someone has formed a nascent soul in that place?" Luo Feixuan asked softly.

"Indeed, it seems that some fellow Daoist has formed their Nascent Soul here. This commotion is quite significant."

Cangya Zhenjun narrowed his eyes slightly.

At this moment, his eyes were even more filled with a sense of weariness, clearly indicating that his lifespan was running out.

Lord Mingguang frowned deeply, and said with a hint of anger, "Who on earth dares to secretly form a Nascent Soul in our sect's territory? Isn't this showing no respect for our Wangyue Sect?"

Cangya Zhenjun's eyes flickered slightly, and he said, "Mingguang, this may not be a bad thing."

This person actually sneaked into our Golden Water Marsh to form his Nascent Soul, which means he is very likely a rogue cultivator, hence the need for a superior spiritual vein like our Golden Water Marsh to assist him in forming his Nascent Soul.

Upon hearing this, both Luo Feixuan and True Lord Mingguang's expressions changed.

“What Father means is…” True Monarch Mingguang said with a slight hesitation.

Cangya Zhenjun nodded slowly: "That's right. If this person is indeed a rogue cultivator with no background, we can try to recruit him into our sect."

In this way, even if I pass away, the strength of our Wangyue Sect will not be too weak.

Although I had previously wanted to invite the Old Man of the South Sea Bamboo to join our sect, I actually had some reservations.

After all, this person's supernatural powers are much stronger than yours and Junior Brother Duan's. Once I pass away, even if the two of you join forces, you may not be able to suppress him.

But we'll talk about that later.

After all, although this person seems to have passed the three tests of magic power, divine sense and physical body, there are still two more terrifying tests of lightning tribulation and inner demons to come.

Whether he can get through this safely remains to be seen.

If the Nascent Soul formation fails, then naturally everything is over, and we can capture him and interrogate him.

If he successfully forms a nascent soul, it won't be too late for us to invite him then.

Let's go, let's take a look first.

"Feixuan, it just so happens that you're almost at the Nascent Soul stage. You can observe the power of this tribulation lightning; it will greatly benefit your future tribulation."

Luo Feixuan nodded slightly, her beautiful eyes filled with curiosity.

Immediately, the three of them emitted a burst of light and rushed in that direction at top speed.

At the same time, some lower-level disciples near Spring Leaf Island also discovered this astonishing celestial phenomenon. They were immediately terrified and fled for their lives.

Near Springleaf Island, a large bird-shaped flying artifact hovered in the air, with three people standing on it: Wen Hui, Fang Han, and Zhou Qing.

The three of them stared in terror at the thick, dark clouds in the sky and the occasional flashes of lightning that chilled them to the bone.

"We...we need to leave quickly, it's too dangerous!"

Zhou Qing stammered, desperately pulling on Fang Han's hand.

Fang Han quickly manipulated the magical artifact beneath his feet to fly away, but a hand stopped him; it was Wen Hui.

She looked at Spring Leaf Island beneath the heavy dark clouds, her pretty face pale, and said worriedly, "Junior Brother Li is still on that island, he..."

Before she could finish speaking, a dignified voice rang out: "All disciples, listen to my command and retreat immediately. Those who disobey will be dealt with according to the sect's rules."

"It's the sect's grandmaster who has spoken."

Fang Han, who hadn't known how to persuade Wen Hui, breathed a sigh of relief and quickly controlled the flying artifact beneath him to escape.

Wen Hui bit her lip, her face pale, her beautiful eyes filled with worry.

At the same time, powerful streaks of light flew in one after another, all of them Core Formation cultivators from the Wangyue Sect.

These people dared not get too close, stopping more than ten miles away from Springleaf Island, all staring in shock at the thick, dark clouds ahead, as black as night.

One of the old men, a horse-faced man at the late Core Formation stage, exclaimed in surprise, "Someone is undergoing tribulation to break through to the Nascent Soul stage!"

There was a hint of envy in his tone.

Although he had reached the late stage of Core Formation, he knew that he had no hope of reaching Nascent Soul, and might even perish in the tribulation of lightning. Therefore, he had long given up the idea of ​​breaking through to Nascent Soul.

Seeing someone reach this point now naturally filled him with extremely complex emotions.

Some even harbored the dark intention of taking advantage of the situation to destroy this person.

But he was only thinking about it. After all, the power of the Heavenly Tribulation was not something to be trifled with. If others intervened, it would amplify the power of the tribulation and they would inevitably be attacked by it as well.

The surrounding Core Formation cultivators were also shocked and whispered among themselves.

A fat, big-eared, and somewhat cheerful early-stage Core Formation cultivator exclaimed in surprise, "Look below these tribulation clouds, isn't that our sect's Spring Leaf Island? Why would someone choose this place to attempt to break through to the Nascent Soul stage?" This was also the question that everyone else was curious about, and they couldn't help but start discussing the identity of the person undergoing tribulation here.

At this moment, three powerful beams of light flew over; they were Cangya, Mingguang, and Luofeixuan.

The Core Formation cultivators of the Wangyue Sect immediately bowed in respect.

Cangya waved his hand, his gaze fixed intently on the tribulation clouds ahead, and murmured:
"These tribulation clouds look extraordinary. Their power is far beyond what ordinary cultivators experience when breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage."

True Monarch Mingguang was horrified, because as Cangya had said, the tribulation clouds he generated when he formed his nascent soul were less than half the size of the opponent's, or even only two or three tenths.

Luo Feixuan stared intently at the tribulation clouds ahead, pursed her cherry lips, and whispered, "The tribulation is about to begin."

No sooner had she finished speaking than a thunderous sound suddenly rang out.

The calamity cloud above Spring Leaf Island had become extremely dark.

The next moment, the tribulation clouds surged, and a blue lightning bolt as thick as a water vat fell from the clouds.

The terrifying aura of this tribulation lightning caused the faces of the Golden Core cultivators to change instantly. Some of the weaker cultivators could no longer suppress their fear and immediately retreated.

The others, disregarding their pride, quickly followed suit.

Soon, only two Nascent Soul cultivators and a few stronger late-stage Core Formation cultivators remained.

Mingguang Zhenjun's eyes widened in shock as he exclaimed, "The power of this person's first tribulation lightning is already comparable to the last few tribulation lightning bolts I experienced during my own tribulation! How is this possible! Just who is this person?"

Even the usually composed and unperturbed Cangya Zhenjun could not hide the shock in his eyes at this moment, clearly this was something that deeply shocked him.

Because you must know that Nascent Soul cultivators are undergoing the Twenty-Nine Tribulation, which involves passing through a total of eighteen tribulation lightning bolts, each of which is far more powerful than the previous one.

Therefore, the power of the last few tribulation lightning bolts was extremely terrifying, and countless cultivators who were trying to break through to the Nascent Soul stage perished because of them.

This person's initial tribulation lightning was comparable to the power of the last few tribulation lightning bolts of an ordinary cultivator, so how powerful will his tribulation lightning be next?

Thinking of this, True Monarch Cangya was also horrified, and his desire to win this person over grew stronger.

Just then, a furious roar came from Springleaf Island.

A colossal silver giant, seemingly reaching to the heavens and standing upright, rose up, its body crackling with mysterious and powerful five-colored lightning, inspiring awe in all who beheld it.

The silver giant suddenly unleashed a punch, his right fist crackling with brilliant five-colored lightning, shattering the powerful tribulation lightning with a single blow.

Upon seeing this scene, True Lord Mingguang couldn't help but swallow hard, feeling his mouth go dry.

Such a powerful bolt of lightning was actually shattered by that person with a single punch!?
Luo Feixuan's robes fluttered, her black hair flew, and she stared intently ahead.

A hint of surprise and uncertainty flickered across her beautiful, jade-like face.

For some reason, she felt that the blurry face of the silver giant looked somewhat familiar.

A figure quickly appeared in her mind.

Luo Feixuan's beautiful eyes widened instantly, her expression filled with disbelief.

"The one undergoing tribulation here is actually that person!?"

Immediately afterward, a second bolt of lightning struck, only to be shattered by the silver giant's punch. It seemed to have taken little effort, leaving the onlookers even more astonished.

Before long, nine bolts of tribulation lightning struck in succession, but the silver giant blocked them all unharmed, and the aura it emitted only weakened slightly.

At this moment, the tribulation clouds in the sky churned, and then a huge ball of lightning, the size of a house, crashed down from the tribulation clouds, emitting a terrifying aura far exceeding that of the previous tribulation lightning.

Cangya, Mingguang, and the others who were watching nearby changed color again.

Not only because the tribulation lightning was terrifying, but also because it exceeded their understanding.

Furthermore, this type of tribulation lightning is not the normal tribulation lightning they are familiar with.

At this moment, a solemn expression appeared on the silver giant's face.

As he made a sword gesture, a five-colored flying sword several meters long appeared, flashing with five-colored lightning, and slashed towards the falling tribulation lightning.

With a deafening roar, the spherical lightning bolt was pierced by the flying sword, and countless terrifying lightning bolts scattered in all directions, but their power was greatly reduced, and they were blasted apart by the silver giant's fists.

Not long after, another spherical lightning bolt struck, each one stronger than the last, creating a terrifying scene reminiscent of the apocalypse.

Even Cangya, Mingguang, and the others paled and had to retreat some distance.

Finally, the tribulation clouds rolled one last time, and the eighteenth lightning ball fell from within them.

This lightning ball was much smaller than before, but it shimmered with a mysterious five-colored luster, and mysterious runes flashed continuously.

Upon seeing this tribulation lightning, the silver giant below, whose form had already begun to blur, changed his expression.

He then roared, his body crackling with intense lightning, and with his sword in both hands, he charged headlong towards the five-colored lightning ball.

With a deafening roar that seemed to shake the heavens, a dazzling light burst forth and swept outwards.

"Hurry up and leave!" True Monarch Cangya's expression changed drastically. With a wave of his hand, he led the other Wangyue Sect cultivators who were staying there to retreat hastily.

From several more distant directions, numerous beams of light were heading this way.

It was the other cultivators from the three sects, who were further away, who rushed here after hearing the news, but upon seeing this terrifying scene, they quickly fled backward at an even faster speed.

(End of this chapter)