Chapter 96: The Trembling of the Heavenly Tribulation

  "This is the last heavenly tribulation of my Tribulation Period, if you're interested, you can follow me and take a look."

  The color of the Luo River returned to calmness, as if he didn't take this heavenly calamity that was related to his life's fate seriously.

  "Brother Luo, can you get through this heavenly tribulation?" Luo Ningshuang asked with great concern.

  Zhang Heng's hand, where Ning Xuefeng had transformed into a snow lotus, also trembled slightly, as if he too was worried about Luo He.

  Luohaha smiled confidently and said: "I have absolute confidence that I will pass this heavenly tribulation."

  Absolute grasp? Zhang Heng couldn't help but look at Luo He with a skeptical gaze.

  Millions of years of cultivation history, almost no one can successfully pass the Tribulation period. Even among the limited number of extraordinary geniuses, none have been able to advance further after reaching the Tribulation period.

  According to some ancient books, the probability of successfully passing through the catastrophe is about one percent.

  That is to say, among one hundred cultivators in the Tribulation Period, only one can successfully pass through the Tribulation.

  Even if the calamity is successfully resolved, and you escape the disaster of soul flight and scattered spirits, the terrible part of the heavenly calamity will still leave a shadow in your heart, becoming the demon that haunts you during your next tribulation.

  So, for those who have gone through tribulations twice, their success rate is even lower.

  Moreover, when the soldier is resolved, the heavenly tribulation will also lock your yuan infant, and the success rate of the resolution is less than one in ten.

  Heaven's Tribulation is both a path to ascension and a one-way road to destruction.

  At this moment, Luo He's tone carries a kind of infectious confidence that is admirable.

  Perhaps it is only with this kind of self-confidence that the chances of successfully overcoming adversity will increase.

  Zhang Heng and the other naturally wouldn't miss this good opportunity, as a Tribulation Transcender was absolutely not someone an ordinary cultivator could easily see. In the entire Eastern Cloud Continent, only one Tribulation Transcender would appear every few tens of thousands of years.

  Lu River walked with a steady pace, with a confident look on his face, and arrived at the courtyard without haste or delay.

  Zhang Heng and several others stood beside the house, silently gazing at Luo He who was standing in the center of the courtyard with his hands behind his back.

  The oppressive aura from the heavens grew more and more pronounced, causing the spiritual energy within the Blood Kill Cave to fluctuate in terror. Under such circumstances, it was extremely difficult for low-ranking cultivators to cast their spells.

  The space where the Blood Kill Cave Mansion was located suddenly opened up a black hole, and at this moment, the laws of operation of this world all showed great loopholes.

  A mighty aura burst forth from the black hole, locking onto Luo He directly.

  In this situation, the Luo River seemed to have become a small boat in a stormy sea, with the possibility of capsizing at any moment.

  In the face of the infinite power between heaven and earth, whether it is an ordinary person or a cultivator, they are all just a tiny dust that is insignificant.

  Although the oppressive atmosphere in the world was directly aimed at Luo He who was crossing his tribulation, the few people beside him also felt their breathing becoming difficult, and even their souls were trembling involuntarily.

  Zhang Heng couldn't muster any thoughts of resistance, the residual might of the heavens' oppression made him extremely uncomfortable, as if there was a massive boulder weighing billions of tons on his heart.

  It's hard to imagine what kind of pressure Luoh River will bear in the eye of the storm.

  Luhe closed his eyes and let the oppressive forces between heaven and earth wreak havoc without restraint, as if all of this had nothing to do with him.

  The black hole that suddenly broke open in the sky transformed into a gray cloud and slowly descended towards the Luo River.

  Dark gray clouds carried a massive heavenly tribulation power, with billions of purple lightning bolts constantly circling above.

  Every purple lightning bolt on this cloud contains terrifying power, and even the weakest one can instantly kill a Yuan Ying stage cultivator.

  Zhang Heng's face turned somewhat pale, he didn't expect that a cultivator in the Tribulation period would have to face such a terrifying heavenly tribulation, and he wondered how Luo He had passed his first three heavenly tribulations.

  No wonder in the million-year history of cultivation, almost no one has successfully ascended.

  With the arrival of the dark clouds, a vast shadow loomed over this area, weighing heavily on everyone's heart.

  Ji Yun was right above the Luo River, and had already locked him in place. In this situation, Ji Yun couldn't use any teleportation techniques.

  Luò Hé finally opened his eyes, with both hands still tied behind his back, quietly gazing at the ominous clouds in the sky. He muttered to himself: "Even stronger than I imagined..."

  "Rumble!" Several scattered purple lightning bolts struck down.

  One of the faint lightning bolts struck the head of Luo He.

  Luò River didn't show any sign of dodging, stretched out a finger and lightly pointed towards the sky.

  A dazzling blue light condensed into a point on his fingertips.

  "Hiss——" The purple lightning was neutralized by Luo He just like that.

  Immediately afterwards, scattered lightning ceaselessly pounded towards the Luo River, pounding out one deep and bottomless pit after another on the ground.

  The Luo River continued to wave its fingers lightly, fending off these scattered thunderbolts one after another, like an unmoving boulder in the wind and rain.

  Like a burst of drizzle, the scattered thunder in the sky finally disappeared, and the dazzling purple light was brewing on the gray clouds.

  There were no more scattered thunderbolts, and the sky and earth seemed to have returned to calm.

  But at this moment, everyone felt a more oppressive atmosphere.

  The real heavenly calamity is about to begin!

  "Zi zi zi", a purple lightning bolt continuously gathered on the dark cloud, forming a thumb-thick purple lightning bolt.

  Luo He's face also turned solemn, as if he had already sensed the true power contained within this bolt of lightning.

  Finally, this purple lightning descended from above.

  Time seemed to slow down countless times, and the purple lightning moved extremely slowly towards Luo He.

  The Luo River and the purple lightning seemed to have entered another space, their movements becoming extremely slow, and the spell in Luo River's hand was clearly visible to several people.

  Zhang Heng felt as if he was watching a slow-motion action movie, and his heart gave rise to an extremely strange feeling.

  Purple lightning slowly fell down, Luo Hei's movements were slow as he cast his spell, and between his two fingers formed two constantly rotating green whirlpools.

  Just as the purple lightning was about to strike his head, Luo He brought these two green whirlpools together.

  Boom!

  Two swirling green vortex merged to form a massive green storm, after being struck by purple lightning, the speed suddenly decreased, but still continued to fall down.

  The Luo River didn't stop, its two hands dancing nimbly in the cyan storm, forming an even larger spiral whirlpool above its head.

  The speed of the purple lightning slowed down a bit more, and its volume also decreased a lot.

  In the end, this purple lightning was still offset by the green spiral vortex.

  The dark clouds in the sky began to flash with purple light again, and new purple lightning was brewing.

  The Luo River continuously maintains a spiral whirlpool on its head, making it continuously expand to cope with the even stronger thunderstorm behind.

  "Rumble!"

  This time, two purple lightning bolts descended from the sky and struck heavily in the green spiral vortex on Luo River's head.

  Luò River's hands moved ceaselessly, striking out one after another green light flow, making his own protective circle not be broken.

  The second thunderbolt was also blocked by Luo He.

  The third wave of layoffs soon arrived.

  Three purple lightning bolts almost fell at the same time.

  "Rumble, rumble, rumble!"

  The green light on Luo He's head was quickly shattered.

  The heavenly thunder is about to strike Luo He's body.

  "Hmm~" A black shield emitting an ancient aura blocked in front of Luo He.

  This black shield was flowing with a purple-black aura all over its body, and an additional light screen was formed outside.

  The heavenly thunder landed on the black shield, stirring up ripples that took a long time to dissipate.

  Zhang Heng thought to himself, it seems that Luo He is using a spiritual artifact.

  Then came the fourth round of heavenly thunder, which descended even more swiftly.

  Each time a heavenly calamity occurs, an additional bolt of heavenly thunder is added, and the speed at which it descends also becomes faster.

  When the fifth round of heavenly tribulation arrived, Luohe took out another flying sword-type spiritual treasure and eliminated the danger at the critical moment.

  When the seventh round of heavenly thunder arrived, a suit of armor that shone with dazzling white light once again floated out on Luo He's body. This was a defensive-type soul treasure.

  At the eighth round of heavenly thunder, eight heavenly thunders descended, several top-grade magical artifacts were smashed and became unstable, and even a fine crack appeared on the black shield.

  Luo He's face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His body was extremely weak.

  He's been seriously injured!

  "Brother Luo!" Luo Ningxue's face actually showed a few tears, her eyes filled with anxious worry.

  Zhang Heng felt that the Snow Lotus in his hand was also slightly trembling, and a wave of extremely worried spiritual fluctuations was transmitted.

  Unexpectedly, the ninth round of heavenly tribulation brewed at a very slow pace, waiting for more than a dozen breaths.

  The dark clouds in the sky kept rolling, emitting a loud rumbling thunder, and the entire heaven and earth were shaking, as if doomsday had arrived.

  The ninth heavenly thunder finally brewed successfully.

  Zhang Heng looked up and suddenly took a cold breath.

  This time it's not nine heavenly thunders, but ninety-nine eighty-one heavenly thunders!

  Eighty-one heavenly thunderbolts? Who can withstand it?

  Even if an immortal were to descend upon the world, they might not be able to withstand so many heavenly thunders.

  Luhe withdrew all his magical treasures back into his body, gazing at the eighty-one heavenly thunderbolts about to descend from the sky, a bitter smile on his face:

  "Unexpectedly, I even encountered the rarest Lei Jie Tian Luo Jue..."

  It seems that Luo He encountered this time is not an ordinary heavenly calamity.

  Zhang Heng did not know what Lei Jue Tian Luo Jie was, but he understood that the luck of Luo River was extremely bad.

  Luo He gave up his resistance and looked at Zhang Heng and the others, saying: "Lei Jue Tian Luo Jie is almost impossible to cross, I can only surrender, although there is only a one in ten chance..."

  "Snowflake, Snowy, you both must live well, let everything in the past disappear like smoke and clouds..."

  The eyes of Luo He revealed deep emotions, especially when gazing at the snow lotus in Zhang Heng's hand, and even more so, a deep sense of helplessness.

  "Brother Luo..." Luo Ningxue's delicate body weakly collapsed onto the ground, her jade-like face stained with tears.

  Zhang Heng was also moved by the emotions revealed by Luo He, and he even wanted to help him in his heart, but unfortunately, as a low-ranking cultivator, he was really powerless.

  But at this moment, a strange wave of fluctuations emerged in his mind.

  What's wrong? Zhang Heng stared at the eager Void Flame in his Spiritual Sea.

  Zhang Heng subconsciously stretched out his hand, and a flame of empty air floated up.

  In the center of the transparent and intangible void flames, a black lightning scattered out a special wave.

  In an instant, the 81 heavenly thunders formed in the sky all came to a standstill.

  The purple light on the vast tribulation cloud also dimmed.

  Even the entire cloud of mist was trembling slightly, as if it had encountered something terrifying.