"Roar!"
The Eye of the Kun Peng made contact with the thunderbolt in the sky. Then, the Eye of the Kun Peng suddenly let out a high-pitched shriek. Under the shriek, the huge whirlpool in the sky paused slightly, as if it was afraid of the shriek.
Then, an incomparably huge golden shadow appeared in the sky. The golden shadow's wings almost covered the entire sky. With just a flap of its wings, the spiritual energy in the air was like a raging tide, surging and tumbling. Boundless ferocious aura emanated from the golden shadow, causing people to tremble uncontrollably and be frightened out of their wits.
This was the Kun Peng!
The Kun Peng could be compared with the Dragon Tribe, and its population was even rarer than the Dragon Tribe. Even the Dragon Tribe was afraid of the Kun Peng.
The Eye of the Kun Peng in the hands of the hunchbacked old man in gray was only the Eye of a Kun Peng that was less than a day old. After it was killed, its eyeball was sold and it was eventually in the hands of the hunchbacked old man in gray. Now, it was fooled by Xiao Fan again.
If it was an adult Kun Peng, it was absolutely impossible for its eye to be in the Lower Region. This was because an adult Eye of the Kun Peng was absolutely something that the big forces in the Upper Region would go crazy for. In any case, it was absolutely impossible for it to be left in the human world.
Of course, an adult Eye of the Kun Peng was almost impossible to be killed because the Kun Peng was an invincible Ferocious Beast in the world. Even if Xiao Fan and the other Five Emperors were to kill the Kun Peng, it would take a lot of effort. If other people wanted to kill the Kun Peng, they could only use countless lives to pay the price of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood in exchange for the Kun Peng's death.
"Roar!"
The golden Kun Peng in the sky let out another shriek. Then, the thunderbolt that was striking towards Xiao Fan actually began to stagnate in the air. Then, it quickly changed shape and merged with the Kun Peng. In the end, it became a blue Kun Peng with countless thunderbolts swimming around its body.
The Kun Peng was born with the power of thunder. Now that Xiao Fan had thrown out the Eye of the Kun Peng, the Eye of the Kun Peng naturally merged with the thunder in the sky and then merged into one. The power of the Eye of the Kun Peng increased exponentially as it slashed towards Xiao Fan.
And after it struck Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan could swallow it all. Then, he could use the thunder and the purest power of heaven and earth contained in the eye of the Kun Peng to repair his treasure body and Dharma Power.
"Roar!"
The blue Kun Peng, which was surrounded by countless bolts of lightning, let out a shrill cry. It charged towards Xiao Fan with overwhelming power and ferocity. Xiao Fan had been waiting for this for a long time. His eyes flashed and he relaxed his body, allowing the blue Kun Peng to collide with his body.
Boom!
A deafening explosion resounded, causing the ground to tremble. However, Xiao Fan remained unmoved. His body was not damaged at all by the blue Kun Peng's attack. Instead, he stuck to the blue Kun Peng and began to use his body to devour it bit by bit.
"Roar!"
The blue Kun Peng seemed to have intelligence. It let out a shrill cry and struggled desperately to escape. However, it was useless. No matter how hard it struggled, it could not escape from Xiao Fan's body. In the end, it was absorbed into Xiao Fan's body bit by bit and disappeared.
"Rumble!"
The giant vortex in the sky seemed to be furious at all of this. It let out a thunderous roar, but it soon quieted down. Then, it ignored Xiao Fan and stopped sending down thunder. It allowed Xiao Fan to absorb the blue Kun Peng and only paid attention to Leng Qiuyan.
"There's still one last bolt of thunder. Strike it down. Don't be so stingy!" Xiao Fan looked at the sky and said with a smile.
However, the giant vortex did not care about Xiao Fan at all. Instead, it focused on gathering its power and was ready to strike Leng Qiuyan with the ninth and final bolt of thunder.
Countless cultivators had died under this last bolt of thunder. Leng Qiuyan was also defeated during her first reincarnation tribulation. This time, whether she lived or died would depend on fate.
"Whether she lives or dies, it depends on fate!" Xiao Fan glanced at Leng Qiuyan and said softly. Then, he closed his eyes and began to repair the injuries on his treasure body and dharma idol.
Xiao Fan could help Leng Qiuyan overcome the tribulation of thunder. However, the consequence of overcoming it was that Leng Qiuyan's potential would not be unearthed. In the end, her achievements in life would be extremely limited.
Instead of saying that the reincarnation tribulation was the end and nightmare of countless cultivators, it was better to say that the world's laws were washing away the dregs and leaving only the essence.
If one could pass it, one would be a dragon. If one could not pass it, one would be a worm. If one was helped to pass it, one would appear to be a dragon, but in essence, one would still be a worm.
"Cough, cough!"
At this moment, Leng Qiuyan coughed up blood again and again. Eight bolts of thunder bombarded her in succession, nearly destroying her entire body. The immense pain made her tremble from the bottom of her soul.
"The final bolt of thunder. Come, this time, I will overcome it. Even if I die, I will overcome it!" The stubbornness in Leng Qiuyan's heart was completely stimulated. Then, she used all her strength to circulate the Nirvana Celestial Art. At the same time, her mind was constantly comprehending the Nirvana Celestial Art. She wanted to survive this final bolt of thunder.
"Boom!"
After pausing for a few breaths of time, the giant vortex emitted a purple light. Then, a purple bolt of thunder that was only as thick as an arm came crashing down.
This purple bolt of lightning appeared to be completely incomparable to the eight shocking bolts of lightning that were thirty meters thick. However, Leng Qiuyan could sense that this purple bolt of lightning that was as thick as an arm was a hundred times more powerful than the previous eight bolts of lightning.
At this moment, Leng Qiuyan could already foresee that she was about to die. This bolt of thunder was too powerful. There was no way she could overcome it. Death was about to descend.
But!
During this extremely effective period of time before death, Leng Qiuyan had completely calmed down. Her mind had become unprecedentedly clear. Everything about the Nirvana Celestial Art flashed through her mind in an instant. Instantly, a strand of intense inspiration that came from nowhere sprayed out from her heart.
"Nirvana Celestial Art, I am … Celestial Art!"
Leng Qiuyan spoke with a solemn voice. After that, her body was surrounded by a slowly rotating scene of celestial art. Compared to before, this scene of celestial art wasn't just a few times clearer, it was also filled with intelligence. It was as if it was really a celestial art that was filled with a vast aura that caused others to exclaim in admiration.
"Bang!"
The purple bolt of thunder collided with Leng Qiuyan. On the other hand, Leng Qiuyan's celestial art seemed to have been instantly activated, and it started to revolve rapidly. The purple bolt of thunder was swiftly broken down by the celestial art, and it transformed into countless particles of various sizes before becoming a part of the scene of the celestial art!
"So this is the true essence of the Nirvana Celestial Art. The ancestor of the Red House has walked in the wrong direction!" At this moment, Leng Qiuyan's eyes flickered with a powerful glow of confidence. She spoke slowly, and then she moved her celestial art. The purple bolt of thunder that was absorbed by the celestial art instantly condensed once more, and then it was reflected. It actually shot towards the enormous vortex in the sky.
"Bang!"
The enormous vortex in the sky suddenly suffered such a heavy blow, and it instantly collapsed. There seemed to be a furious roar of unwillingness within it. The sky finally became clear once more.
The Samsara Tribulation had been overcome!
Countless strands of spirit energy swept over from the surroundings. However, the spirit energy wasn't violent this time, and it was only obedient. All the spirit energy was like extremely obedient puppies that submitted to Leng Qiuyan.
With a thought in Leng Qiuyan's mind, the spirit energy started to compress before her to the extreme. It quickly compressed into an extremely resplendent speck of light, and then it slowly imprinted itself between her brows.
"Hum!"
An indescribable sound rang out from between Leng Qiuyan's brows. Following that, a silver star pattern appeared between her brows. This silver star pattern made Leng Qiuyan look even more enchanting and charming.
This was the Seal of Samsara!
Just like after a True Martial Rank 8 cultivator obtained the exclusive ability of flight, the Seal of Samsara was an ability that belonged exclusively to a Samsara Six Transformations cultivator.
The specific use of the Seal of Samsara could be understood as a way to communicate with spirit energy and quickly transform it into an attack. As long as one possessed the Seal of Samsara, then a Samsara Six Transformations cultivator would possess an almost endless supply of spirit energy. Moreover, with a raise of their hand, they would possess a terrifying might that could destroy mountains and fill seas. It was far from what a True Martial Rank 8 cultivator could compare to.
It could be said that the Seal of Samsara was the foundation of a Samsara cultivator.
The six transformations of the Samsara Six Transformations actually referred to the six transformations of the Seal of Samsara. With each transformation, the Seal of Samsara could communicate with the world's spirit energy and transform it at a faster rate. Correspondingly, the attacks of a Samsara Six Transformations cultivator would increase by several times, becoming incomparably terrifying.
"I've finally become a true Samsara Six Transformations cultivator!" Leng Qiuyan softly murmured. Her voice was filled with emotion.
Back then, when she failed to pass the Samsara Tribulation and her future was severed, she had lost count of how many times she had gotten drunk and wept. But now, all her predicaments were gone. Her future was finally bright. This truly filled her with emotion. She was so excited that she was unable to extricate herself.
"Xiao Fan, just who are you?" Leng Qiuyan turned her head. Her eyes were somewhat blurred as she looked at Xiao Fan who was still recovering. She could not help but mutter to herself.
"You've passed the Samsara Tribulation? Alright, here are your clothes! " Xiao Fan seemed to have sensed something at this moment. While he was recovering, he still had the strength to speak. He then raised his hand and took out a set of female clothes from the Little Bastard's Space Ring, tossing it over.
Leng Qiuyan caught it and quickly put it on. Afterwards, she walked over to Xiao Fan with a slightly flushed face.
"Wait a moment. I'll be done soon!" Xiao Fan still had his eyes closed as he spoke.
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