Heavenly Lightning Tribulation
The God Realm.
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As usual, the residents of the God Realm stopped in their tracks when they heard the distant tolling of the bell.
They stared intently at the same spot.
Within a luxurious courtyard, two men in purple and blue robes were conversing.
"This bell is coming from Mount Pantheon. Someone's achieved Divine Bestowal."
"I know." The old man in the purple robe nodded slightly, and a sharp light flashed in his turbid eyes. "Do you know which side did it?"
"It's not someone from the God Realm. It's someone from the lower realms," said the blue-robed man.
"The lower realms? Let me see. "
With that, the elder waved his hand over the stone table.
The smooth stone table suddenly transformed into a mirror, which reflected the situation of the Nine-tailed Fox Clan.
Suddenly, a dazzling ray of purple light burst forth from the mirror.
After a long while, the elder came to his senses and frowned.
"The God Realm can't accept such good fortune."
"Father, then shouldn't we ….." The middle-aged man hesitated. The elder hesitated for a moment, then said, "We can't go overboard with Divine Bestowal, but our Xiao Family is the descendant of the Lightning Emperor. We control the lightning of the Six Realms. As for Divine Bestowal …. We'll have to undergo heavenly lightning tribulation, but the amount of lightning ….. "
"I understand."
"We must shatter his godhead."
"Got it."
With that, the middle-aged man left the courtyard.
The old man also let out a faint sigh.
"Good fortune is a blessing, but ascending at a time like this is your misfortune. Child, don't blame me."
… …
"You ….."
Ye Zichen gripped his neck. That single word was squeezed out of Gu Li's throat.
He grabbed Ye Zichen's arm, but Ye Zichen's arms were like iron pincers. He felt suffocated and powerless.
"Uprooting filth and demons is my duty as a god, but ….."
Rumble.
Thunderclouds suddenly filled the sky. Ye Zichen glanced at them coolly, then tossed Gu Li to the ground.
"Once I'm done with my tribulation, I'll take your dog life."
As soon as he said that, Ye Zichen seemed to think of something else.
"Don't even think about running, you … and you guys. Even if I'm in the middle of a tribulation, killing you is as easy as killing an ant. "
He flapped his pure white wings and soared into the sky. As soon as his godhead entered Ye Zichen's sea of consciousness, he knew about the God Realm.
The God Tribulation only existed to cleanse the Godhead and purify the Godforce. It posed no threat to the God Bestowal user.
Now that Ye Zichen understood, he looked up at the frightening thunderclouds and relaxed his vigilance.
Swoosh.
The Godhead left his body.
A faint golden hidden blade floated above his head.
"Using the sword to enter divinity?"
Lady Providence nodded with satisfaction and smiled. In the God Realm, Sword Gods were extremely rare.
The Sword God could be considered the God with the strongest offensive ability in the God Realm. However, compared to those special Godheads, there was still a gap.
However, Ye Zichen becoming a god with the sword wasn't bad at all.
However, these thunderclouds …
Even the current Sword Emperor of the God World did not have such thunderclouds when he entered the God Realm.
"Lady Providence, what is Zichen doing?" asked Su Yan.
"He's undergoing tribulation lightning. After he becomes a god, tribulation lightning will descend. But don't worry, the nine bolts of heavenly lightning are just tempering his godhead. They won't harm him in the slightest, "replied Lady Nuwa.
"I see."
Despite Nuwa's words, Su Yan couldn't help but worry for him.
These thunderclouds were truly terrifying.
Boom!
Just as Lady Providence frowned, the heavenly lightning fell from the sky.
Terrifying lightning descended from the sky and landed on Ye Zichen's godhead. His dim godhead suddenly seemed a bit more dazzling.
Just as he'd expected, the heavenly lightning posed no threat at all. It was just pure godhead energy.
There were nine bolts of heavenly lightning in total.
If they were all like this, Ye Zichen would be able to block them effortlessly.
Rumble!
Another bolt of heavenly lightning fell, but it didn't even scratch him.
Rumble!
Rumble!
Rumble!
Bolt after bolt of heavenly lightning fell from the sky. The hidden blade above Ye Zichen's head grew ever more dazzling. Under the pure power of the heavenly lightning, the blade grew larger and larger.
Soon, it was the size of the Xuan-Yuan Sword.
"It seems this heavenly lightning really is a blessing. Eight bolts have passed. All that's left is the last one."
Ye Zichen looked up at the thunderclouds. White light flickered within them. It was obvious they were accumulating the last bolt of heavenly lightning.
Rumble!
"Break!"
This time, Ye Zichen simply charged straight into the heavenly lightning.
The golden blade pierced the heavenly lightning, accompanied by an invincible sharpness …..
Slash.
The heavenly lightning split in half.
"It's finally over. I've withstood nine bolts of heavenly lightning. Now I can be considered a true god. I've become a god of the sword. What kind of title should I give myself? "
Ye Zichen chuckled and tried to retract his godhead, but then he realized …..
The thunderclouds hadn't disappeared.
After nine bolts of heavenly lightning, the thunderclouds didn't disperse. Instead, they grew even thicker.
Silver light flashed, and the clouds were as dark as ink.
"No wonder."
Lady Providence couldn't help but mutter to herself. She'd wondered why nine bolts of heavenly lightning caused the thunderclouds to be that color.
So it turned out Ye Zichen's tribulation wasn't limited to just nine bolts …..
In truth, nine bolts was just an ordinary god. After that, there were eighteen bolts, twenty-seven bolts, thirty-six bolts …. Eventually, there were eighty-one bolts.
The strongest expert in the God Realm, Bi 'an, had withstood eighty-one bolts of heavenly lightning.
She just didn't know that Ye Zichen's heavenly lightning ….
Lightning descended.
Eighteen bolts.
Twenty-seven bolts.
Thirty-six bolts.
…..
Heavenly lightning descended relentlessly on Ye Zichen's godhead. Before long, there were seventy-two bolts.
Ye Zichen stood in the sky, enduring the tribulation. He was no longer as calm and collected as before.
His previously radiant, golden godhead was now extremely dim. He was bathed in blood, and his white feathers fell to the ground.
Rumble.
The seventy-third bolt.
It pierced right through his godhead and landed on Ye Zichen's body.
He coughed up a mouthful of golden blood.
By now, he was exhausted. Logically speaking, after fifty-four bolts of heavenly lightning, each bolt should've given him time to catch his breath.
However, his heavenly lightning gave him no time to catch his breath. One bolt after another …..
It didn't seem like the heavenly lightning was tempering his divine power.
It was trying to take his life.
"You want to play? Fine, I'll play with you! There are only eighty-one bolts in total, and I've already withstood seventy-three. The last few bolts won't make much of a difference. Come on ….. "
Rumble.
Rumble.
Rumble.
Heavenly lightning devoured his body.
Ye Zichen's eyes were bloodshot. He gritted his teeth and blocked all the bolts …..
All of a sudden, the lightning stopped.
There was only one bolt left.
Ye Zichen took advantage of this opportunity and hurriedly took out a pill from his pocket. He didn't care what it was for; he just stuffed it into his mouth.
Ye Zichen quickly recovered his spiritual energy, then looked up into the sky.
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