Chapter 391

Chapter 391: Golden Core, Pressure

“The aura of a Heavenly Tribulation, someone undergoing it?”

Both brothers were stunned.

They had just been discussing the powerful beings that might exist in this world, and now they could sense the aura of a Heavenly Tribulation.

“Judging from the intensity of this Heavenly Tribulation, it must be the Golden Core Tribulation.

It looks like a cultivator over there is undergoing it, preparing to achieve the Golden Core.”

The gray-robed man identified it and understood.

“Golden Core Tribulation, it seems the person undergoing it has considerable talent. This small world has only recently revived, and they’ve already achieved the Golden Core.”

“Every world has its share of exceptionally talented individuals, even small worlds. It seems this person undergoing the Tribulation is one of this small world’s prodigies.

Of course, they could also be one of those old antiques who have been accumulating talent for years, waiting for the world to revive.”

“Brother… shall we go over and take a look?” The white-robed youth looked at the gray-robed man.

“Alright, perhaps we can get some information about this small world,”

the gray-robed man nodded without objecting.

“If he’s truly a gifted genius, perhaps we could take him in as a slave, or perhaps capture him and sell him to other sects—that would also be a good source of income,” the white-robed young man chuckled. The

gray-robed man remained silent, instead summoning his magical power. The Void Boat instantly transformed into a stream of light, soaring at breakneck speed towards the direction of the aura of the heavenly tribulation.

…

On the Holy Mountain, the Second and Third Holy Lords were filled with worry.

“Five tribulation thunderbolts already, and the tribulation clouds haven’t dissipated yet. Could there be a sixth?”

The Second Holy Lord’s face was filled with worry .

“No doubt!”

The Third Holy Lord’s expression also darkened as he watched the lightning bolts gathering in the sky.

“But Big Brother is almost unable to hold on,”

the Second Holy Lord’s gaze turned to the First Holy Lord beneath the tribulation clouds. His body was charred black, his robes, crafted from precious materials, tattered and tattered. His breath was weak and in a state of disarray.

“At this point, there’s nothing we can do except trust Big Brother. And judging by Big Brother’s condition, he doesn’t seem helpless,”

the Third Holy Lord said firmly.

Beneath the calamity cloud, the First Saint Lord, whose brothers worried about him, now had a bright gaze.

He gazed at the lightning gathering once again in the sky above him, not fearful at all, but filled with joy.

The more lightning the calamity cloud rained down, the deeper his accumulation.

As long as he could successfully overcome the calamity, a smooth path of cultivation lay ahead!

“Come on, I want to see the depths of my potential!”

The First Saint Lord’s body devoured the surging vitality around him, staring at the calamity cloud gleaming with brilliant lightning with unwavering determination.

Boom!

As if hearing the First Saint Lord’s words, the calamity cloud, already converging to its limit, struck down another bolt of lightning.

This sixth bolt was even more massive than the previous ones.

The power it emanated even suffocated the Second and Third Saint Lords, not far away.

“Well-timed!”

Facing the lightning, the First Saint Lord’s gaze grew brighter. He formed a magical formula in his hand, and a massive earth dragon emerged from the ground once again, facing the lightning.

This time, the earth dragon condensed by the First Saint Lord was far larger than any of the previous ones.

Even the details became more vivid, scales clearly visible, and eyes seemed to glow with a spirit.

Clearly, after being baptized by the previous five tribulation thunders and absorbing a vast amount of vital energy, the First Saint Lord was undergoing a transformation, his magic becoming more skillful.

However, the Earth Dragon, its power significantly enhanced, was shattered by the sixth tribulation thunder.

The tribulation thunder itself, with its power barely diminished, continued to blast towards the First Saint Lord with devastating force.

Just as it was about to reduce the First Saint Lord to ash, a thick, ochre-colored barrier emerged from its body, enveloping it.

Boom!

The tribulation thunder slammed solidly into the ochre barrier. In an instant, a vast amount of lightning spread out, completely enveloping an area of a hundred feet.

“Big Brother!”

the Second and Third Saint Lords couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise.

The dazzling lightning, coupled with the destructive aura of the tribulation thunder, made them afraid to unleash their spiritual power.

For a moment, neither of them could determine what lay within.

After more than ten breaths, the lightning faded, revealing a devastating mess.

The ground was covered in charred, pitted, and there was no safe spot.

However, neither of them had time to dwell on this. Their immediate attention was focused on the figure in the center of the scorched earth.

“Brother!”

the Second and Third Saint Lords cried out again, seeing the First Saint Lord lying on the ground, a charred mess, his breath nearly gone.

Their hearts were filled with panic.

Could it be that Big Brother had failed in his tribulation and didn’t make it through?

Their hearts were tormented, yet they still dared not rush forward, fearing that it would affect Big Brother’s tribulation.

Furthermore, the tribulation clouds were still lingering, so they could only wait anxiously.

Fortunately, after a few more breaths, the First Saint Lord, like charcoal, suddenly stirred, his breath gradually returning. He then abruptly rolled over and sat up.

“Brother, are you okay?”

the Second and Third Saint Lords exclaimed in surprise.

“He’s not going to die yet,” the First Saint Lord replied.

He extended his hand, and within his palm lay a ochre-colored orb, shattered into several pieces.

“I never thought even a top-grade treasure would be unable to withstand the might of the Heavenly Tribulation,” the First Saint Lord said, a trace of heartache in his eyes.

This orb was his most powerful defensive magical weapon, and its properties perfectly complemented his cultivation. He

never expected it to be destroyed by the Heavenly Tribulation.

However, this orb had barely withstood the Tribulation

‘s lightning strike just now. Thinking back to the power of the lightning he had just felt, the First Saint Lord felt a wave of relief.

Although he had been mentally prepared, when he faced the sixth lightning strike, he realized he had greatly underestimated the Golden Core Tribulation.

The power of this sixth lightning strike far exceeded his imagination.

If it weren’t for this top-grade defensive treasure, nurtured for centuries, he would have been reduced to ashes, utterly slain by the lightning strike.

However, with the orb destroyed, his strongest trump card had been used.

If the Heavenly Tribulation hadn’t reached its end, then he would have failed in this attempt.

The First Saint Lord stared intently at the calamity clouds overhead. If any more lightning bolts gathered, he would likely resort to his last resort, risking his body to save his life.

The Second and Third Saint Lords also stared at the calamity clouds in the sky.

The sixth calamity lightning bolt had already destroyed the eldest brother’s Earth Yuan Orb. If there was a seventh, the eldest brother would probably not be able to survive.

Fortunately, under the gaze of the three, the lightning bolts in the sky flickered for a moment, but ultimately, no seventh calamity lightning bolt condensed. It began to wriggle and gradually dissipate.

“The calamity clouds have dissipated?”

The three of them watched the gradually dissipating calamity clouds, stunned at first, then overjoyed.

“Brother, have you successfully transcended the tribulation?”

“The tribulation clouds have dissipated, and no more tribulation thunder descends. That means you’ve transcended the tribulation successfully. Next, you’ll condense your golden elixir!” the Third Saint Lord affirmed.

Just as he’d predicted, as the tribulation clouds gradually dissipated, a radiant light imbued with the aura of the Heavenly Dao descended from the sky, enveloping the First Saint Lord .

A vast amount of vital energy emerged from nowhere, nourishing and repairing his body.

Simultaneously, a wave of enlightenment dawned within the First Saint Lord. A

sudden inspiration struck him, and he immediately sat cross-legged, mobilizing all his spiritual energy. Following his inner insights, he channeled the aura of the “immortal” principle embodied in the light into his own spiritual energy.

As his cultivation techniques flourished, a harmonious, majestic aura gradually emerged from the First Saint Lord.

The scorch marks from the tribulation’s lightning gradually shed, revealing new skin as white as jade.

Finally, when the First Saint Lord opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the expectant gazes of his two sworn brothers.

“Brother, did you achieve a breakthrough?”

the Second Saint Lord hurriedly asked upon seeing his elder brother awake.

“Indeed, I’ve finally condensed the Golden Core and transformed into magical power,” the First Saint Lord said with a smile and a nod.

“Congratulations, elder brother, you’ve successfully transcended the tribulation and entered the Golden Core Realm!”

The Second Saint Lord was overjoyed and immediately congratulated him.

“This Golden Core Tribulation is truly terrifying. Even with your accumulated strength, elder brother, you almost didn’t make it,” the Third Saint Lord said with lingering fear.

“Indeed,” the First Saint Lord sighed. “I thought, with my thousand years of practice, transcending the tribulation wouldn’t be too difficult, but I was overconfident.

No wonder ancient texts record that even in the ancient times of immortal cultivation, the success rate of transcending the tribulation and forming a Golden Core after completing the Foundation Establishment Stage was only 10% to 20%.”

If the First Saint Lord had been brimming with confidence before the tribulation,

now that he had successfully formed a Golden Core, he felt a wave of fear.

The path of cultivation, going against the will of heaven, is indeed fraught with difficulties and dangers.

Had he not stumbled upon a top-grade protective bead while roaming the world in his puppet Dharma body in his early years, he would likely have perished under the heavenly tribulation.

Fortunately, though the journey was perilous, the outcome was auspicious.

He ultimately survived the tribulation and achieved the Golden Core.

Feeling the magical Golden Core within him, imbued with the power of harmony, the First Saint Lord felt a surge of pride.

“Brother, you are the first cultivator in the world to reach the Golden Core realm. Now, even those veterans of the Four Secret Lands will be outshined!” the Third Saint Lord exclaimed.

“Indeed, the Four Secret Lands, relying on their ancient heritage, have always looked down upon our Holy Mountain.

Now, since you are the first to achieve the Golden Core, I wonder what they will have to say!” the Second Saint Lord echoed.

“That’s not true,” the First Saint Lord shook his head. “When cultivating, how can one compete for a moment’s glory?

I’m merely one step ahead. The Daoists in the Four Secret Lands have accumulated even more profound knowledge than I do.

It’s just that they’re secluded in the secret lands, their foundations are flawed, and they need time to build them up. That’s why they’re a step behind me.

Once they’ve built up their foundations and returned to their peak, I’m sure they’ll find it much easier to overcome the tribulation than I will.”

“That being said, it’s a fact that you, Big Brother, are the first Jindan Realm cultivator in the world.

No matter how profound the Four Secret Lands’ foundations are, they will ultimately lag behind you, Big Brother.”

Just as the Second Saint Lord finished his words, a faint voice suddenly echoed from the sky:

“Really? You’re the only one in this small world who’s recently ascended to the Jindan Realm?”

“Who?!”

“Who?!”

The sudden voice startled the three Saint Lords.

They all looked up, their pupils shrinking.

They saw two figures standing in the sky, seemingly out of thin air.

Their robes, one white and one gray, were etched with mysterious patterns, appearing profound and mysterious.

Seeing these two figures, the three were shocked.

Given their cultivation, they hadn’t even noticed someone approaching so close.

More importantly, the two figures in the sky could actually exist in thin air without the aid of any magical weapons or artifacts.

This ability was definitely beyond the reach of a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

The First Saint Lord was even more horrified.

He realized that even after surviving the heavenly tribulation and refining a magical elixir, he was completely unable to discern the true nature of the two figures in the sky.

His perception of the two figures was like the abyss, impossible to tell whether they were real or not.

Yet, within him, a strong sense of danger emerged, telling him of the terrifying nature of the two figures in the sky.

In an instant, the First Saint Lord knew that these two sudden appearances must be incredibly powerful.

His thoughts raced, though he had no idea where these two mysterious and powerful figures had come from.

A humble smile quickly appeared on his face: “Greetings, seniors.”

“Seniors?”

The second and third Saint Lords were stunned at the eldest brother’s respectful attitude, but they quickly reacted.

Resisting their shock, they also bowed and saluted, saying respectfully: “Greetings, seniors.”

However, the humble attitude of the three did not change the expressions of the gray-robed man and his fellow disciples.

The white-robed young man looked at the three Saint Lords below him for a few times, and his gaze instantly made the three of them feel as if they were completely seen through.

Soon, the white-robed young man’s face showed disappointment: “I thought we were really lucky and could capture a few indigenous geniuses, but it turns out that they are just three old guys who have worked hard through their age.”

“And you.” The white-robed youth’s gaze fell on the First Saint Lord, causing him to feel a surge of pressure. “Although you’ve luckily survived the tribulation and successfully formed your elixir, you’ve only achieved the lowest, lower-grade Golden Core. Your potential is limited , and

you’re nothing but a waste!” The three Saint Lords heard the disdain in the white-robed youth’s tone, and their anger grew .

But what shocked them even more was his words.

He could see through their identities at a glance, and even looked down upon their eldest brother, who had just entered the Golden Core realm.

His own cultivation must be extremely advanced.

And the unfamiliar terms of capturing a native genius and “low-grade Golden Core” immediately gave the three of them a bad feeling.

“Brother, what should we do?”

the white-robed youth glanced at his brother beside him.

“Judging from their status, they seem quite high. They must hold a special place in this world.

Let’s apprehend them first and investigate the situation here,”

the gray-robed man said calmly.

“Alright!”

the white-robed youth replied, pressing his palm downward.

The next moment, a scene that horrified the three Saint Lords unfolded.

Suddenly, a giant hand, as big as the sky and the sun, appeared and grabbed the three of them!

(End of this chapter)