Cultivation: When you take things to the extreme-Chapter 687 - 439: Cataclysm_2

"Indeed, he has used the Black Coffin Secret Technique!"

Three Mysterious Ice Coffins burst out from the Ancestral Master Hall and immediately exploded, revealing the people inside.

They were unmistakably three Great Return to Void Cultivators.

"Ancestral Master!"

"What should we do?"

No sooner had the Three Ancestors of Fulong emerged from their coffins than they saw cultivators from all directions rushing over in disarray.

With a cold gaze toward the heavens, they saw the storm clouds brewing ever more fiercely above, beneath which stood the Nine Ceremony High Altar with Taoist Men at its base watching with folded arms and cold eyes.

In this life-and-death crisis, there was no need for many words!

"Disciples of Fulong Mountain, heed my command, all under Nascent Soul, descend the mountain in full force, slay this demon, and protect our sect!"

The Three Cultivators of Fulong made a decisive move, each of them taking action to maintain the formation, sustaining the Blessed Land to ward off Heavenly Lightning, and then commanding the disciples to attack the Nine Ceremony High Altar.

The accumulating karma had intensified the tribulation to an unbearable state, and the recent ordeal of the Fulong Sect Master was proof that without the Heaven-defying talent of a Tao Body Immortal Womb, one could incur the 99 Heaven Tribulations which even the Tao Body Immortal Womb might not be able to withstand with ease. This showed just how much more severe the tribulation had become.

This was still just the Sect Master, a steward of sorts, who had suffered such tribulation.

What about the three of them then?

The Great Return to Void Cultivators, ancestral masters of the sect, and the creators of the Blessed Land of Fulong Mountain – their karmic burden was so great that not only the 99 Heaven Tribulations, but even the Destruction Heavenly Punishment might be possible.

Therefore, they dared not descend the mountain, dared not leave at any cost, and could only send out their disciples.

"Honor the Ancestral Masters’ decree!"

"Everyone with me, slay this demon!"

Upon a single command from the Three Ancestors of Fulong, disciples immediately rose and, wielding their Magical Treasures, rushed out of the mountain gate.

In a Cave Heaven Blessed Land, resources are scarce; hence, the sect’s inheritance has always been about quality over quantity.

Fulong Mountain was no exception. The sect had fewer than a hundred disciples, but each one was elite, with over ten being Nascent Soul and even Deity Transformation, and dozens of Golden Core and Foundation Establishment below them.

Together with the three venerable elders, the Great Return to Void Cultivators, they had enough power to dominate Blue Star with ease.

Unfortunately, they dared not venture out.

Only dozens of Golden Core, Foundation Establishment, and even Qi Refining disciples dared to rush out, assaulting the high altar.

"Hiss!!!"

Despite this configuration, the array still caused the cultivators in the live broadcast to gasp in shock.

Dozens of cultivators, Golden Core and Foundation Establishment, being the offspring of an ancient sect, would pose a threat to any ordinary Nascent Soul who might have to avoid their edge.

What was his Cultivation Level, could he withstand it?

This question had just arisen when they saw...

"There cannot be two suns in the sky, nor can there be two laws dividing Yin and Yang!"

"Nine Rituals Imperial Dao, the Way is boundless!"

"Come!!!"

The Taoist Man cast a spell, harmonizing with the heavens and humanity, balancing and controlling the Dao.

Suddenly...

"Boom!!!

Pillars of Heavenly Thunder crashed down, focusing intensely upon the Taoist Man.

The Luotian Dajiao, the Xuanyuan Sacred Method, the Nine Rituals Imperial Dao!

The Three Cultivators of Fulong had not miscalculated; if the Heavenly Dao operated normally, they indeed would have several more decades in the world, using the threat of the Heavenly Demon Desire Realm to acquire merit and dissolve the tribulation.

But now the Heavenly Dao was not operating normally, someone had used "backdoor" methods to manipulate the powers of heaven and earth.

No, it cannot be said to be manipulation, for with his current Cultivation Level, he had no qualifications to control the great powers of heaven and earth.

He merely took advantage of the situation, giving it a push!

This was not difficult for Xu Yang, who had achieved great feats with the Heavenly Sword and had deeply practiced the Xuanyuan Sacred Method.

Building the Nine Ceremony High Altar, initiating the Luotian Dajiao, with a mere letter to the heavens, he brought these matters to play, drawing down the Heavenly Tribulation to shatter the gates of the Blessed Land Sect.

But it also ended there.

This was not the World of Dao and Law, lacking the Divine Soul Skills achieved by feigning reality, and without the massive amount of Spiritual Objects for support, this Luotian Dajiao essentially had no power—it was merely a channel for "tattling."

With the Luotian Dajiao incapable of granting any power, how could he, with Cultivation Level just entering Foundation Establishment, deal with the desperate counterattack of these dozens of Fulong Mountain’s disciples?

It is naturally...

"Boom!!!"

Thunder Strike, Taoism empowered, and the True Man transformed into Thunder Venerable, descending suddenly into the mortal realm.

"Lord of Thunder, aid me!"

"You’re using that trick again!"

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"Aren’t you just a lightning rod turned sentient?"

"Confess, are you the Heavenly Dao’s illegitimate child?"

"The player Shi Jian used the ultimate skill: True Heavenly Thunder Infusion; Mana +10000%, Magical Damage +10000%, attacks include the effect of Heavenly Thunder, and +100000% damage to evil creatures."

As the Thunder God appeared once more, the audience in the live stream was shocked, yet could still spare some jests.

But on the scene...

"Hiss!"

The dozens of Fulong disciples, including the Golden Core ones, all sucked in a breath of cold air.

Thunder Cultivator!

A Thunder Cultivator who draws lightning from the sky, endowed with Thunder Endowment!

Such a formidable person, one might say Golden Core is no match, and even Nascent Soul would hardly dare to face him.

The crowd felt a burgeoning fear, but with the ancestral master’s stern gaze bearing down on them from behind and various means of control like life talismans in place, they were allowed to advance but not retreat, to fight but not flee.

Left with no other choice, they could only grit their teeth and thrust themselves bravely into the fray.

"Demon, surrender your life!"

A Golden Core cultivator shouted fiercely, as a magical treasure surged forward, encircled by a flaming dragon.

Li Fire Subduing Dragon Seal!

This seal was a treasure of formidable power, belonging to the fire and earth elements. The seal shot into the sky like a meteor.

However...

The Taoist raised his hand and threw a powerful punch.

"Boom!"

In an instant, lightning flashed and thunder roared, startling the dragon and shattering the fiery meteor in the air. The owner of the seal felt the backlash of his own mana and spat blood as he was sent flying.

"Hiss!"

"Third Uncle Master!"

"Defeated a Golden Core with one punch?"

Though mentally prepared, the disciples of Fulong Mountain could not help but exclaim aloud upon seeing this scene.

The Taoist, caring for nothing, propelled a thunderstorm into the midst of the crowd, fiercely sweeping through them.

Scouring the Court and Sweeping the Den!

"Boom, boom, boom!"

"Form the array!"

"Ah!!!"

As thunder roared and explosions erupted, several dozen disciples of Fulong Mountain, Golden Core, and Foundation Establishment alike, along with their magical treasures and spiritual artifacts, were powerless to resist the might of a single man. Thunder frightened them away, and they cried out in death, some reduced to mere ash.

"This...!"

"Damn it!"

Witnessing this scene, the faces of the Three Ancestors of Fulong and the many Nascent Souls and Deity Transformation cultivators within the strained Blessed Land of Fulong Mountain turned ashen.

They knew this man was extraordinary, but they did not expect it to be to such an extent that they had no chance to even form their battle array.

If things continued this way, these disciples, along with Fulong Mountain itself, were doomed.

"How dare you, insolent child!"

Eventually, an infuriated Deity Transformation cultivator couldn’t suppress himself any longer and sacrificed a supreme Spiritual Treasure, resembling a raging fire dragon that charged out of the sect entrance.

"Boom!!!"

No sooner had the fire dragon left the sect than heavenly thunder shook the universe, turning the dragon to dust and the supreme Spiritual Treasure to ash.

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"Spurt!"

The cultivator, his life’s Spiritual Treasure destroyed, suffered a great injury, spewing a mouthful of blood that splashed across his body in a crimson stain.

"Second Senior Brother?"

"This is bad!"

Seeing this, the others were about to rush to help when another Thunder Strike blasted into the sect entrance, triggering a chain reaction. The already tottering Blessed Land of Fulong Mountain reached the brink of collapse.

"At this point, there is no other way!"

"Leave it to fate, let’s go all out!"

Witnessing this scene, the flames in the eyes of the Three Cultivators of Fulong finally died out, and they each chose a direction and flew out.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

No sooner had the three left the Blessed Land than thunder resounded, ominous clouds swirled, and purple lightning spewed from within. Faintly visible inside was a purple crystal pupil that twitched slightly as it closed, exuding an endless aura of destruction.

"Heavenly Punishment!"

Seeing this, despair was evident in the eyes of the Three Cultivators of Fulong.

After despair came madness, as the three cultivators each took up a position, prepared to withstand the Heavenly Tribulation.

Not just the three, but all the Nascent Souls and Deity Transformation cultivators within the Blessed Land took to the skies, each meeting their end.

At this point, they had no choice. They could not sustain the Blessed Land, so they must either sacrifice themselves to cross the tribulation, hoping for a glimmer of survival, or sit and wait for death, buried with the Blessed Land.

They chose the former, sacrificing themselves to attempt the Crossing of the Tribulation, seeking life in the midst of death.

Meanwhile, on the other side...

"Ah!"

"Run for it!"

The relentless thunder wrecked the battle formations, and the Fulong disciples could no longer bear it. Their will to fight crumbled, and like beaten soldiers, they scattered in disarray.

But Xu Yang showed no mercy. With a release of thunder in his hand, he sent a shock that swept through all directions, enveloping everyone present.

The scattered and defeated were unable to dodge in time and were struck by the thunder, plummeting from the sky and landing on the ground

But they merely fell, their bodies charred and twitching. Still, they did not meet the same end as ash like the others had.

Xu Yang then reined himself in and turned to survey the aftermath of the tribulation.

Truthfully, there was no need to watch; beneath the Heavenly Punishment, how many could survive?

He saw the purple crystal pupil open a slit of light, cold and indifferent, looking down upon the mortal world.

Then...

"Boom!!!"

Heavenly Punishment executed judgment, and with the roar of Purple Thunder, not a whimper was heard before all turned to dust and ash.

Fulong Mountain—was no more!