Chapter 108: The Tribulation of Predecessors

A deafening rumble echoed through the heavens as blinding bolts of lightning crisscrossed the sky, sending shivers down the spines of all who bore witness.

The once-clear sky was now consumed by a suffocating darkness. Black clouds loomed ominously, lightning serpents slithered through the gloom, and furious winds howled across the land, pressing down with an unbearable weight.

This was a cataclysmic tribulation, a force so devastating that even the firmament itself was torn asunder. Fissures of darkness spread across the sky, as if the world were being shattered.

Thunder boomed, and a colossal bolt of lightning split the void itself. Though the forces of the world struggled to mend the damage, they could not keep pace with the relentless destruction wrought by the tribulation.

Within this thousand-mile domain, only Lin Jiufeng remained. He was but a lone figure, like a fragile boat caught in the midst of a raging ocean storm—rocking, swaying, seemingly on the verge of obliteration. Yet, he stood firm, unwavering in his resolve.

At this moment, Lin Jiufeng's body shimmered with divine radiance as he endured the relentless baptism of countless thunderbolts.

Boom!

The tribulation was boundless and infinite, stretching across the heavens with unfathomable terror.

Compared to this, the thunderstorms that mortals feared were mere flickering sparks before a vast celestial inferno.

Thousands of bolts of tribulation lightning converged into a single, overwhelming descent. It was as if all the heavenly tribulations throughout history had fused into one, a force beyond measure and comprehension.

The very instant the lightning struck, the illusory figure of a god and demon within Lin Jiufeng's dantian seemed to open its eyes.

In the next moment, the Divine Demon Body Refining Art surged through Lin Jiufeng's being, absorbing and transmuting the tribulation lightning into boundless energy, tempering his flesh to newfound heights.

Every inch of his skin radiated an unbearable brilliance. Every pore swallowed and exhaled arcs of lightning.

Rather than being annihilated, his body grew ever stronger.

Simultaneously, within the center of his forehead, his spiritual sea—once a vast, desolate ocean—condensed into a single golden primordial spirit, clutching a lotus of pure gold.

A lotus born in the sea of suffering.

Lin Jiufeng's primordial spirit grasped this manifestation, and then, with a single step forward into the storm, opened its mouth and inhaled.

Rumble!

The lightning raging around Lin Jiufeng was instantly devoured by his primordial spirit. Within his spiritual world, an endless sea of tribulation lightning erupted in a storm of destruction.

But in the next moment, the golden figure transformed into a vast ocean, and the golden lotus floated serenely upon its waves.

The sea of suffering enveloped Lin Jiufeng's flesh. The violent thunder roared and detonated in fury, sending waves surging through the sea.

Yet once the waves subsided, all was calm again.

The tribulation lightning that had been devoured now became nourishment for his primordial spirit.

Both his body and soul had endured the tribulation in their own ways—and both had been refined in the process.

Witnessing this, the gathered cultivators were left dumbfounded, their eyes filled with astonishment and envy.

"He actually withstood such a terrifying tribulation!"

"Not only did he withstand it, but he even used it to temper himself!"

"Is this the power of the Eleventh Prohibition?"

"This is an invincible force!"

"He is the true God of the Mortal Realm!"

At the gates of the Yuhua Sect, the spectators erupted in cheers.

Zhou Tianzi: "I told you, my Martial Uncle is invincible. No tribulation can stand in his way!"

Yue Dashan: "I thought my physical strength was formidable, but compared to Martial Uncle… I am ashamed."

Wen Xinyun: "Martial Uncle is incredible… He is the one I will strive to follow and admire for the rest of my life."

Bai Yunfei: "Senior Brother is truly unbeatable!"

The Sacred Beast Qilin: "My friend… seems to be walking an unprecedented path of invincibility."

The White Fox: "My heart aches for him…"

Boom!

The heavens roared once more, and the tribulation storm intensified. Lin Jiufeng's ordeal was far from over.

Though he had survived the first wave, the tribulation thunder remained relentless. Each successive strike was stronger than the last.

After all, this was not merely his tribulation—it was a tribulation meant for over a dozen cultivators at once.

Now, as Lin Jiufeng endured the first wave, the Great Dao raged in fury. The lightning intensified, growing ever more terrifying.

Within the void, strange and mysterious bolts of lightning took form. Some bore the image of the True Martial Emperor exorcising demons. Others depicted Sages preaching the Dao. Some even resembled Immortals descending upon the mortal realm.

These bolts of lightning were no longer mere natural forces.

They had consciousness.

They were echoes of the past—fragments of history, recorded by the Great Dao itself.

Now, these memories had been awakened and manifested as divine thunder, descending upon Lin Jiufeng.

In essence, the tribulation was summoning the power of history's greatest figures—using them to strike him down.

A cruel and merciless test.

Lin Jiufeng stared at the approaching lightning apparitions. Each was more mysterious and powerful than the last.

Yet, instead of fear, his eyes burned with exhilaration.

"I have already become invincible in the mortal realm. If I do not battle the heavens, then whom shall I battle?"

His voice echoed across the world, brimming with an indomitable will. His black hair danced wildly in the wind, his jade-like skin glowed with divine brilliance, and his golden primordial spirit floated before his forehead, exuding an aura of supreme dominance.

Boom!

Sensing Lin Jiufeng's boundless fighting spirit, the tribulation thunder erupted in unprecedented fury. The heavens themselves seemed to be insulted—and they retaliated with their full wrath.

The sky trembled. The earth quaked. The cosmos roared in defiance.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Bolts of lightning surged forth, manifesting into figures of the past.

The True Martial Emperor descended, his demon-vanquishing sword raised high.

The Sage descended, his voice echoing with the eternal truth of the Dao.

The Immortal descended, radiating divine majesty.

Each of them was a legend.

Each of them had once shaped the fate of the world.

Now, their echoes had been resurrected—to destroy Lin Jiufeng.

But Lin Jiufeng stood firm, his gaze sharp and unwavering. Energy surged through his body.

To defeat these echoes of history, to shatter this tribulation, to break the chains of the known Dao—he would surpass all limitations.

In that moment, a golden text flashed before his eyes:

[Your battle intent burns fiercely. In the midst of tribulation, you undergo metamorphosis, activating an unparalleled enlightenment: You have comprehended the Dao of Thunder!]

The Dao of Thunder!

Lin Jiufeng's heart surged with joy.

At this critical juncture, he had gained comprehension of the very power he needed the most.

Without hesitation, he absorbed the Dao of Thunder.

This was the mortal realm's thunderous Dao—one attuned to overcoming tribulations.

It was perfect for this moment.

His understanding deepened instantly, and he infused the Dao of Thunder into his body and primordial spirit.

Boom!

At that moment, the three legendary figures struck.

The True Martial Emperor's demon-vanquishing sword cleaved toward him.

Lin Jiufeng met the strike head-on.

The Sage's preaching thundered forth.

His golden primordial spirit clashed with it in a battle of wills.

The Immortal's descent shook the heavens.

Lin Jiufeng and his primordial spirit struck together—

And shattered the tribulation.

Bathed in the radiant storm of lightning, Lin Jiufeng's path toward invincibility continued.