This was a small mountain with no special scenery. There were only a few thatched cottages. For the past three years, Ye Fan had spent most of his time living on this unknown hill.
In front of the cottage, there was a rack of green grapevines with bunches of green grapes. Next to it was a medicinal field with some old herbs and spiritual plants. The fragrance of the herbs filled the air.
In the distance, there was a pine forest. Komatsu was like a monkey, darting in and out all day, looking for pine cones. He was very happy.
Zhang Qingyang had been practicing asceticism for three years, preaching to the world. Ye Fan saw all of this and knew that he had put in a lot. The change in the Cauldron of Myriad Qi was the most obvious proof.
Now, this cauldron was psychic. Every moment, there was pure psychic power entering the cauldron. Strands of celestial light shone brightly. It was extraordinary and close to divine.
The Celestial Court had taken root in the world, flourishing and growing. Every day, it would imprint the power of faith into the cauldron. This was a kind of divine transformation, forging an immortal weapon.
Crack!
In the sky, a bolt of lightning flashed, followed by heavy rain. Ye Fan stood motionless in front of the window, looking at the electric snakes in the clouds.
Komatsu peeled a Phoenix Fruit, revealing the red and tender flesh inside. He blinked his big eyes and handed it to Ye Fan and Zhang Qingyang.
Crack!
The silver electric snakes danced and swam in the dark clouds, tearing open the sky and bursting out with a breath that made people tremble. For cultivators, this kind of weather was very dangerous.
"Qingyang, are you ready?" Ye Fan asked.
"Master, I am ready." The Little Taoist Master replied. In the past few years, he had been preaching everywhere, but his cultivation had not fallen behind. He had been improving all the way. This had something to do with Ye Fan's special care.
"Then enter the lightning. Open your mind and body and accept the baptism. Don't worry or be afraid. I will protect you," Ye Fan said softly.
In the past few years, every time there was a thunderstorm, Ye Fan would choose to protect a few disciples and let them attract the lightning to temper their bodies.
All the ancient sects had their own secret methods. Under normal circumstances, it would be good if the disciples could attract lightning once or twice. Any more and they would encounter a great disaster.
This was not a real Heavenly Tribulation. In this era, no one could attract it, but they could use the ancient methods to temper their bodies. It could be considered a Heavenly Tribulation, but it could easily destroy their bodies and souls. Most people did not dare to try it.
In the past three years, these disciples had gone through eight or nine of Heavenly Tribulations. Zhang Qingyang had gone as high as eleven and was about to undergo the twelfth one.
These people all had special bones, and if they were placed in the Big Dipper, they would all be part of a region's pride. Unfortunately, they were born at the wrong time, unable to sense the heavenly tribulation in this Age of Chaos. Thus, every year, Ye Fan would have them guide lightning to temper their bodies.
For ordinary people, two times was the limit, but they had to attract lightning every year. Moreover, each time it was more powerful than the last. It was almost comparable to a real Heavenly Tribulation.
In the past few years, their cultivation had improved. Every step they took was very stable. The foundation of the Tao was extremely solid.
In the process, Ye Fan found something special. Zhang Qingyang had been preaching to the world and was with the cauldron. He had also been stained with a lot of power of faith. He could resist the Heavenly Tribulation more easily than the others. That was why he had gone through the Heavenly Tribulation the most.
"Master, I am going up," Zhang Qingyang said to him.
He rushed up into the sky and went into the thick clouds. He began to go through the Heavenly Tribulation. Lightning came from all directions and all struck his body.
In an instant, the lightning blazed and silver snakes danced. It was as if a great battle had taken place. He resisted in the splendor of the sky, attracting lightning to temper his body.
"He is several times stronger than before after all." Ye Fan said to himself.
When lightning radiance was guided into the body to be tempered, regardless of whether one's cultivation made progress, it would still be several times stronger than the last time. The heavens seemed to have a record of this as well, and that was why even the most stunning of cultivators didn't dare to ascend to the heavens every year.
"Guiding lightning radiance to this step can also be considered a Heavenly Tribulation." Ye Fan nodded.
Hong!
Between heaven and earth, the lightning became even more violent. A silver sea of lightning descended, submerging Zhang Qingyang within and tearing apart the world.
Ye Fan watched carefully. He protected his disciple but didn't extend his hand to help. If there was no disaster of body and soul being destroyed, he definitely wouldn't step out.
Komatsu blinked its large eyes from the side. It also stared at the clouds. During these years, it had gone through several true Heavenly Tribulations. From the crying in the beginning to its current calmness, it could also be considered quite the improvement.
It knew how terrifying the Heavenly Tribulation was. It was world-shaking and boundless, especially the lightning that descended during the End of Days. Every time it thought of it, it would shrink its head back and cover its chest with its little claws, feeling waves of lingering fear.
"Wu, it's working again." Ye Fan stared at the sea of lightning. There were traces of pure faith power on Zhang Qingyang's body that counteracted the vast lightning. The lightning entered his body but didn't harm him.
In the most dangerous moments, this holy light could display indescribable uses. It was truly mysterious and unpredictable, making one's mind race and unable to help but sink into deep thought.
An hour later, when the last nine waves of lightning descended, Zhang Qingyang's skin and flesh were lacerated and his bones were almost scorched. However, he finally made it through with difficulty.
He descended and entered the thatched cottage. His expression was incomparably excited because his physical body had become stronger. His magical power surged and his primordial spirit had also strengthened a bit.
"Very good." Ye Fan nodded. Before he severed his dao and crossed the tribulation, he made some arrangements to prevent any accidents from happening to him. He wasn't in a hurry to ascend to the heavens.
In the following months, Ye Fan stood guard for his disciples, letting them all experience the baptism of the Heavenly Tribulation. Their cultivations improved greatly.
"Walk your own path. I can't give you a direction. Crossing tribulation, comprehending the dao, choosing, you have to experience more." Ye Fan rubbed Komatsu's head.
He didn't want this little fellow to rigidly adhere to his thoughts and jump out. He didn't arrange everything like he did for his other disciples and pointed out the direction for the future.
A month later, Ye Fan ascended to the heavens and left alone, not letting anyone go with him.
Komatsu was scared and chased after him, crying loudly. He wanted to use the little stone buddha to block the tribulation, but Ye Fan refused.
Zhang Qingyang shouted for Ye Fan to add all of the power of faith to him, saying that he could achieve twice the results with half the effort and safely cross the tribulation. The other disciples also called out.
Ye Fan didn't turn back. He poured out all of the power of faith in the cauldron like a boundless waterfall, temporarily leaving it on the short mountain.
This pure power of faith was definitely useful, but he didn't want to rely on it now. Since his path was already set and he was going to sever the great dao, he didn't need to rely on any external objects.
Apart from the dao proving artifact — the cauldron, he wouldn't bring anything else to cross the tribulation with him. This was his choice from start to finish, and it had never changed.
"The power of faith is now used by me, but it's unclear in the future …" This was a vague misgivings in his heart, so he didn't borrow it.
Ye Fan ascended to the sky and arrived in outer space, far away from the mountains and rivers. This was because he was afraid that once he crossed the tribulation, he would destroy the magnificent rivers and mountains and sink a continent.
No one understood better than him how terrifying his tribulation would be. Once it erupted, it would be destructive, especially since this time was different from the past. He himself didn't have any confidence.
He felt a deathly stillness while standing alone in the cold and dark cosmos. The boundless might of the earth spread over from afar, as if there was a hibernating ancient celestial emperor.
"It's time to cross the tribulation now," said Ye Fan softly.
He began to activate his cultivation and no longer suppressed his strength. He opened up his body and mind, connecting with the cosmos and emitting a will that surpassed the great dao.
"Boom!"
There was originally nothing in the void universe, but at this moment, a boundless ocean suddenly appeared. This was a divine sea formed from lightning!
In just a moment, Ye Fan was buried within and received the torture and punishment of the great dao of the heavens. Streaks of lightning that were as thick as the sea struck his body one after another.
This was a magnificent scene. If someone were to depict it and let the world see it, it would definitely shock the ages and make all cultivators tremble in fear.
This kind of heavenly tribulation was the most terrifying since the beginning of time. Every single streak of tribulation light far surpassed the great heavenly tribulation of others. These tens of thousands of tribulation lights converged together to form the first round of lightning that struck Ye Fan.
This was a type of doomsday heavenly punishment. It was a great destruction that no one could endure. It was boundlessly vast and only needed a strand of lightning to destroy a heavenly genius.
Meanwhile, Ye Fan was bathed in it. His hair was disheveled as he resisted this boundless heavenly tribulation alone. His sturdy body was naked as he used the lightning as water to cleanse his flesh and primordial spirit.
This was a great destruction. Even the void of the cosmos was split apart by the strike. Terrifying black abysses appeared one after another. Only the light source at the center remained unchanged. Ye Fan's bronze-colored body flickered with precious light as he accepted the lightning and baptism.
It was boundless and limitless. The heavenly tribulation of tens of thousands of years seemed to have gathered on his body alone. The lightning radiance from the past and present merged together to refine his body.
Every inch of his skin was dazzling, every pore taking in and sending out electrical radiance. A golden little figure walked out from the space between his brows. When it opened its mouth, a heavenly river would be sucked in. The endless sea of lightning was sucked into its mouth, terrifying beyond compare.
That day, Ye Fan didn't tell the people of the Central Earth's Daoist Sect or Western Dao Inheritance that he was going to sever the dao. No one knew. He wanted to peacefully pass this day.
However, at this time, all cultivators sensed that something was definitely happening in outer space. It was because they were all panicking inside, as if a great disaster was descending, doomsday arriving. It was as if a sharp sword was suspended above their heads, as if a great mountain was crushing down on their hearts.
This was a world-destroying aura that made those of the same species tremble. As long as one cultivated the dao, they would definitely be able to sense it. Everyone trembled in fear, looking towards outer space in horror.
However, no one could see anything. It was too far away, all of them unclear of the situation, unable to deduce the reason.
It was because this type of tribulation had rarely been seen since ancient times. There was no way they had heard of it before, let alone seen it for themselves.
Hong!
The first sea of lightning disappeared. Strange lightning appeared in the void. There was Fuxi Dragon Stele, Nuwa Dao Stone … streak after streak, incomparably mysterious.
This was even more terrifying. Some of the lightning were similar to ancestral artifacts, incredibly berserk. When they descended, they could simply hack apart an ancient star!
These were the traces of the great dao between heaven and earth, representing the ancient heavenly dao. Every time it hacked down, it would be world-shocking, able to destroy a world.
Ye Fan wanted to sever the dao he already had, break free and rise above the great dao, so he naturally had to endure the attacks and suppression of all types of divine dao since ancient times.
Hong!
In the void cosmos, blazing lightning radiance destroyed the world. Between the streaks of human-shaped lightning and ancestral artifacts, ancient stars seemed to be destroyed one after another, historical scenes replaying.
Endless lightning struck down on his body. Ye Fan resisted it alone, his head of black hair scattering about, his bronze-colored body flickering with precious splendor. Even if his bones were broken and tendons snapped, he could still quickly recover.
The little golden figure stood in front of his brows, looking down on the world, unyielding just like his body, accepting the baptism and refinement of endless lightning.
The cauldron was forged from the source energy of all life. It accepted the sea of lightning to reforge it, enduring the lightning like an ancestral artifact, but it still didn't break, becoming more and more sturdy and undying.
Ye Fan's body was within the tribulation light that covered the sky, every inch of his body flickering. He bathed in endless lightning and thunder, tempering his undying body, baptizing his golden primordial spirit, tempering the cauldron that corroborated the dao.
Even though he could resist it now, he didn't dare relax in the slightest, because the true great tribulation was yet to come.
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