The Long Journey to Immortality

This would mean that she would spend significantly less time in the Moon Pearl World than usual.

"How about..." After hesitating for a moment, Han Lu gritted her teeth and said, "Let's wait another month. We don't want to be kicked out of the Moon Pearl World because of insufficient energy at the crucial moment when we are listening to lectures and comprehending the truth. We won't even be able to shed tears then."

She has a long lifespan ahead of her, so there's really no need to rush over a mere month or two.

Such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity should not be missed.

Another month has passed.

As the competition approached, Han Lu, who had been somewhat lax in instructing her new apprentices, became a little more diligent, showing her face a few more times and giving her junior disciples some "life experience" as their master.

With the help of several Foundation Establishment disciples and the teaching materials written by Qiu Peng, Han Lu didn't need to worry too much about the newly recruited Qi Refining disciples. Everything proceeded smoothly, and as long as each disciple had above-average talent and practiced diligently, they would surely succeed.

Busy with her own affairs, Han Lu knew that Yue Yuanyue had only recently started to care about the Ancient Cultivation Secret Realm again.

Intentionally planting flowers but not blooming, unintentionally planting willows and willows make a shade.

Not only was the full moon this month a clear, sunny day, but a small-scale burst of spiritual energy also occurred at the location of the Zhengyi Sect.

That night, even the least diligent disciples seized this brief opportunity to diligently cultivate.

Han Lu, however, saw this as a good omen.

She drew water for divination and received a very auspicious response. Only then did she hurriedly take out the Spirit Bead, full of anticipation.

With ample moonlight, the Moon Pearl began to shimmer again in less than a quarter of an hour. Han Lu reached out and touched it without hesitation, returning to the ancient cultivation era once more.

At this moment, Feng Jiao followed her father to the canyon where Wang Han was about to undergo his tribulation.

After taking her seat, Feng Jiao sat next to her father without saying a word. She just looked around curiously, occasionally lingering on unfamiliar magical beasts, and sometimes being attracted by the rare plants in the canyon. She did not seem to want to disturb her father's business in this setting.

Unlike Feng Jiao, who remained silent, Feng Yang's mouth never stopped moving after he sat down.

Most of the magical beasts that come to this place want to get closer to the human race, so naturally they also need to build a good relationship with Fengyang.

Within a quarter of an hour, seven magical beasts from the five races tried to put their arms around the True Spirit Phoenix, which was and is now the second most noble creature in the wilderness.

Out of consideration for Fang Lin's feelings, Feng Yang acted as if everyone was equal and did not express his true feelings on this occasion.

Fortunately, Wang Han's appearance interrupted one of the few social occasions that Feng Yang found unpleasant.

As Wang Han descended from the sky and arrived in the valley, the guests hurriedly returned to their seats, eager to witness the birth of a new Nascent Soul Realm expert in the wilderness.

Looking around and into the distance, Han Lu estimated that at least four or five thousand cultivators had come to this canyon to witness the ceremony.

Among them, more than 4,500 were human cultivators, all of whom were elites selected from various regions, mainly to participate in the Daoist Assembly presided over by Wang Han after successfully transcending the tribulation.

Most of them were at the Foundation Establishment stage, and the few at the Golden Core stage were all at the early or middle stages of the Golden Core stage. They were all the future hope stars of the human race.

The remaining five hundred guests seated on the viewing platform were all magical beasts and true spirits of various races.

Now that she has transformed into human form, Han Lu cannot recognize the true identities of these guests.

But she guessed that the races represented by these guests were the allies of the human race in the wilderness before the war began.

Wang Han, sitting in the middle of the valley, spoke, interrupting Han Lu who was "admiring the scenery," and silencing the already sparse conversation in the room, drawing everyone's attention to him.

"I, Wang Han, am overwhelmed by the presence of so many fellow Daoists and juniors. I would like to express my gratitude."

After the opening remarks, Wang Han began to recall the stories that had happened during his more than 1,300 years of cultivation.

He talked on and on for about fifteen minutes, saying both good and bad things.

The purpose, of course, is to express one's true feelings and harmonize one's state of mind.

Han Lu listened intently, as if she were reminiscing with Wang Han about the turbulent years he had experienced.

After recounting his story, Wang Han specifically thanked his two seniors and friends, Fu Ding and Fang Lin, and casually made arrangements for his affairs after his death.

"If this tribulation goes smoothly, and I receive the will of Heaven and comprehend the principles of Heaven, I will share them with you all here."

"If this tribulation does not go smoothly, I hope you can learn a lesson from my experience."

"As for my two children, I hope Fellow Daoist Fu and Fellow Daoist Fang can help take care of them."

Having cultivated to the level of Wang Han, the only things on his mind besides his own safety, the future of his clan, and his two children left behind by his deceased wife were his only concerns.

These things were naturally arranged before we arrived at the valley, and bringing them up now is just to relieve myself of any burden.

So before Fang Lin and Fu Ding could respond, Wang Han bowed slightly to everyone, then lightly leaped and sat on the throne in the center of the complex array behind him.

Patiently wait for the last bit of time to pass, and when the time is right, let the nascent soul leave the body and trigger the heavenly thunder.

Chapter 794 Wang Han is undergoing tribulation

As the cultivator with the best divination skills in the ancient cultivation era, Wang Han naturally calculated everything about his tribulation before he took the next step with perfect accuracy.

He closed his eyes to rest for less than a hundred breaths, when, accompanied by the sound of bells from the outer perimeter of Shanggu, he suddenly opened his eyes, shouted loudly, and announced the start of his tribulation.

A phantom-colored nascent soul flew out from Wang Han's body and hovered beside his right hand.

Although the viewing platform was nearly three miles away from the tribulation site, Han Lu could still clearly see the features of the Nascent Soul beside Wang Han, as well as its serious expression, just like Wang Han's.

"Is this the Nascent Soul of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator?" Han Lu recalled the theoretical knowledge she had learned from the cultivation culture of the Central Plains and exclaimed in admiration, "Indeed, it is a Golden Core being transformed into a Nascent Soul. The Nascent Soul of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator is just beginning to develop intelligence, like a seven or eight-year-old child. Its facial features and expressions are as if it truly has life."

The tribulation of the Nascent Soul stage tests both the cultivator and the Nascent Soul.

The materials used to complete the five elements spiritual roots are of superior quality. By cultivating several secret techniques and methods to strengthen the nascent soul, the nascent soul born from the golden core will have high intelligence, which will naturally increase the success rate of transcending the tribulation.

The moment Wang Han's nascent soul left his body, the vast sky above the valley sensed it.

The once cloudless sky suddenly changed.

Countless clouds appeared out of thin air and gathered together.

The sky suddenly darkened, and a crimson hue appeared on the distant horizon, barely illuminating the world.

At the edge of the storm clouds, the sky revealed a deep black, as if this were the true color of the world after the blue sky had been stripped away.

Within the hole carved out by the calamity clouds, a ghostly figure could be vaguely seen appearing and disappearing.

This is an extraterrestrial demon that hides between the spirit world and the human world, and it only has the opportunity to appear when a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage undergoes tribulation or ascends to immortality.

Just like inner demons, extraterrestrial demons also have an endless desire for the bodies of cultivators.

Their specialty is taking advantage of vulnerabilities to seize a cultivator's body, thereby escaping the boring, tedious, and unstable space between the upper and lower realms.

Since they are adept at taking advantage of weaknesses, the cultivation level of the extraterrestrial demons is naturally not very high.

The one who appeared at this moment, hiding beside the tribulation clouds, according to the records, Han Lu estimated that he should have a cultivation level of about the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

With three Nascent Soul cultivators protecting him, this extraterrestrial demon, which was not part of the Heavenly Tribulation, could only be a VIP bystander, returning empty-handed.

It takes a long time for the heavenly tribulation thunderclouds to gather, but the crimson light on the horizon grows brighter and brighter, staining the entire world crimson.

Wang Han, standing in the distance below the clouds of tribulation, looked as if he had just returned from a battle, wearing a blood-stained robe.

The tribulations that lead from Nascent Soul to Deity also vary in type, number, and intensity depending on the cultivator undergoing the tribulation.

Generally speaking, according to the knowledge Han Lu gained from ancient texts, even the most wicked and evil person would only have a maximum of eighty-one tribulations when undergoing the tribulation of the Divine Transformation Realm.

Ordinary cultivators stop at forty-nine paths.

Those who cultivate in accordance with the will of Heaven often need to pass through thirty-six tribulations of lightning to take the final step in their cultivation in the mortal realm.

According to historical records, when Wang Han was undergoing his tribulation, a total of fifty-six bolts of heavenly lightning descended from the sky.

Naturally, these tribulation clouds need some time to accumulate power before they can display their overwhelming might in front of a powerful Nascent Soul cultivator like Wang Han.

Witnessing this scene across ten thousand years, although she couldn't feel the slightest bit of the pressure of the heavenly tribulation, Han Lu couldn't help but hold her breath, wondering what spectacular scene the heavenly tribulation would descend in, and what unheard-of new methods Wang Han would use.

The clouds gathered for about fifteen minutes before finally stopping.

It was like the calm before the storm.

Before the heavenly tribulation even descended, Wang Han had already taken the initiative to act.

After activating the protective array around him, Wang Han took out a fist-sized medicine packet from his storage bag, lit it, and used his weapon control technique to throw it towards the tribulation clouds in the sky.

The burning medicine packet ignited all the spiritual plants hidden in the abdomen, releasing thick blue smoke.

It is unknown what precious spiritual plants this medicine packet is made of, but its being taken out at this time must have a unique purpose.

Under Wang Han's control, the wisps of smoke easily seeped into the tribulation clouds, helping Wang Han to cause trouble before the heavenly tribulation had fully begun.

Visibly, a piece of the tribulation cloud, affected by the smoke from the burning medicine packet, detached from the larger cloud formation and fell into the void, disappearing without a trace.

Upon seeing this, Han Lu couldn't help but murmur, "Could it be that Senior Wang Han's tribulation was originally supposed to consist of sixty or more lightning strikes, but his method weakened the tribulation clouds in advance, resulting in only fifty-six strikes in the end?"

Even if a human cultivator who lives in the wilderness has a kind heart, it is difficult for the will of Heaven to regard him as a "good person".

It is perfectly reasonable that the number of heavenly lightning strikes was significantly greater than that of ordinary cultivators from the ancient cultivation era.

Watching a small cloud of tribulation depart, Wang Han couldn't help but smile, secretly pleased.

Unfortunately, there aren't many ways to destroy the tribulation clouds in advance, and many of them carry a considerable risk of provoking the tribulation clouds' "resentment," resulting in a loss instead of gaining more power for the tribulation clouds.

So, after making some progress, Wang Han stopped trying and simply looked up, patiently waiting for the final test to arrive.

After waiting for nearly a hundred breaths, just as Han Lu and the guests were wondering whether the tribulation clouds were asleep and when the heavenly lightning would begin to descend, suddenly, accompanied by a loud bang that shook the earth.

Seven bolts of crimson lightning suddenly descended.

Han Lu's eyes had just caught the lightning strike, and her mind had just realized that the tribulation had begun when Senior Wang Han, relying on the magic array beside him, had already scattered the lightning into pieces, causing it to dissipate into the air.

"This magic array..." Han Lu reacted, her expression one of utter astonishment.

A month ago, the two Nascent Soul cultivators who visited the site were unable to explain the formation personally set up by Wang Han. This led Han Lu to initially think that it was just an ordinary formation, which was considered impressive if it could barely withstand one or two bolts of heavenly lightning.

Seeing this astonishing scene, all that remained in her mind was the word "completely wrong".

If she could, she really wanted to get closer to see how much power the protective array for Wang Han still had after being baptized by seven bolts of heavenly lightning, and how the array was inscribed and what its origin was.

Beside her, many of the spirits and magical beasts watching the ceremony also sighed in agreement with Han Lu.

Even Feng Yang took the initiative to ask Fang Lin about the origin of the formation.

To everyone's surprise, Fang Lin just smiled awkwardly and said, "This is an array that Fellow Daoist Wang Han developed himself. I don't understand these things. If you want to know, go ask him in a few days."

Upon hearing this, Han Lu sighed inwardly, "No wonder he was a genius who blazed trails and led the human race out of a difficult path in the ancient cultivation era."

[Author's Note] It seems like a bull market is coming for CN.

Chapter 795 Wang Han's Tribulation (Part 2)