Chapter 89: Sixfold Tribulation

  Although Dan Po Huai Yu is the dream of all cultivators, Sun Ming was not very happy because the Gong Fa of Yu Xuan Palace would have three calamities before flying up. The first one was the Jin Dan catastrophe that Sun Ming had passed through safely, and the third one was the nine-fold catastrophe that he would face when he flew up with his feathers. And now, Sun Ming is about to face the six-fold catastrophe of Dan Po Huai Yu. Moreover, having just passed the threefold equipment spirit calamity, he has to add another sixfold heavenly calamity, it's hard not to die. For a moment, Sun Ming had a feeling of being heartbroken, and the originally fragile golden elixir suddenly became hard again.

  "Hold on to the origin and stick to one, don't have fanciful thoughts. If Cloud's disciple died under heavenly tribulation, it would be laughable. Fortunately, Cloud reminded me, otherwise this genius equipment refiner of the cultivation world would have died due to walking fire entering madness, which would indeed be extremely laughable."

  Sun Ming couldn't care less about the crowd's attention, immediately focusing his mind on the dantian, constantly paying attention to the changes in the golden elixir inside. The spiritual energy converged into the dantian, and the purple golden elixir rotated non-stop, accompanied by the convergence of spiritual energy, and the cracks on the golden elixir became more and more numerous.

  At this time, a huge spiritual vortex formed around Sun Ming, and countless five-elemental spiritual energies continuously converged into the spirit-gathering array set up by Sun Ming. The surrounding demonic cultivators were stunned, their eyes wide with amazement.

  "Lan Ying, can you see what kind of cultivation method this kid is using?" Xue Hai Old Devil also had a shocked expression on his face. After all, such a small breakthrough could cause such a massive phenomenon in the heavens and earth, it was truly hard to believe.

  "It's said that the spiritual roots of the Instrument Spirit are profound and vast. It seems that our Instrument Refining Union is still far from their level, not just by a little bit. Lan Ying Zhen Ren also didn't directly answer Xue Hai Di's question, but instead let out a long sigh, lowering his head to look at Sun Ming without speaking."

  Sun Ming was indeed staring intently at his dantian, operating the Xuantian Yu Xu Gong at full speed, not daring to slack off in the slightest. He knew that he was now taking the most difficult step for a cultivator.

  In fact, Sun Ming's ability to cultivate to this level in just a few decades could be considered a small achievement. The Yuanying stage is the key to whether a cultivator can become immortal. Only by reaching the Yuanying stage can one enjoy a lifespan of nearly a thousand years and have the capital to pursue the elusive Heavenly Way.

  The phrase "If you don't reach the Yuanying stage, you'll eventually return to dust" has been circulating in the cultivation world for who knows how many years.

  Suddenly, all the cultivators present felt an inexplicable attraction, and their perception of the surrounding spiritual energy suddenly disappeared, as if the heavenly spiritual energy in this valley had never existed. For a moment, everyone was discussing it, and the originally quiet valley became noisy.

  "Stop arguing, it's not worth it. This is just a spiritual phenomenon that occurs when the Great Master of Spiritual Clarity cultivates, those who want to watch should sit down quietly and not speak out of turn, those who don't want to watch can return to their own caves and continue cultivating. The words of the Blood Sea Demon had an effect, these demon cultivators all sat motionless on the ground, staring at Sun Ming, after all some of them were seeing a righteous cultivator's method for the first time, curiosity is only human."

  At this time, Sun Ming's entire body was completely hidden in a piece of almost solidified heavenly spiritual energy. Along with Sun Ming's breathing, the white mist-like heavenly spiritual energy was actually constantly shrinking. It was synchronized with Sun Ming's breathing frequency, astonishing everyone to an extreme degree.

  The misty heaven and earth spiritual energy fluctuated rapidly, finally completely disappearing on Sun Ming's body. At that moment when the heaven and earth spiritual energy was at its smallest, the crystal stones used by Sun Ming to set up the formation, whether they were top-grade or high-grade, all turned into a pile of powder. Of course, Sun Ming would not notice this matter at this time, otherwise it would be another heartache.

  Jīn dān hái shì nà ge jīn dān, Sūn Míng zhè gè shí hòu yǒu xiē chá yì, zǐ sè de jīn dān dōu tíng zhù le zhuǎn dòng, nán dào méi yǒu chéng gōng de yùn yù yuán yīng, nán dào zì jǐ shī bài le.

  A faint purple light was leaking out of the cracks on the golden elixir, and Sun Ming was instantly attracted to it, even forgetting that there were so many demon cultivators around.

  That purple light slowly emerged from the surface of the golden elixir, and in an instant, Sun Ming's entire golden elixir became resplendent. Suddenly, Sun Ming felt a kind of new life was about to be born, at this time, Sun Ming was somewhat stunned. He actually felt like a pregnant woman about to give birth. Although it was hard to put into words, it was indeed a mysterious and profound feeling that lingered in Sun Ming's mind.

  The purple light became more and more resplendent, finally, the golden elixir shattered, Sun Ming's entire dantian was like being in a vast space, everywhere was filled with purple spiritual energy, nothing could be seen, only a faint feeling of a life being nurtured within. Suddenly, the spiritual energy in this space moved, they seemed to have a purpose, gathering towards a place that made Sun Ming feel like there was life, almost in an instant, just like the clouds parting to reveal the sun, a small purple figure appeared in Sun Ming's dantian, vivid and lifelike, almost identical to Sun Ming, the only difference being that this little person had a faint purple flame burning in their chest. Sun Ming knew this was the Hongmeng Purple Fire, but at this moment, it didn't feel like its usual turbulent self, instead giving Sun Ming a feeling of serenity and peace. However, Sun Ming couldn't enjoy the joy of entering the Yuan Ying stage like other cultivators, a wave of pressure pulled him back from his joy, he looked up at the tribulation clouds in the sky, furrowed his brow, and cursed silently to himself.

  "Tomorrow, I'll first impart to you a set of sword techniques from our Yu Xu Palace. This set of techniques will be enough for you to deal with this heavenly tribulation." Cloud Middle Child said, and without waiting for Sun Ming's response, directly imprinted a set of sword techniques into Sun Ming's mind.

  "Lan Ying, lend me a flying sword for a moment." Sun Ming said loudly. After all, the only spiritual-level flying sword was just destroyed, and he could only borrow from Lan Ying. Anyway, there were no other suitable magic treasures or flying swords that could be used here.

  But Lan Ying didn't think as Sun Ming did, instead, he very calmly took out a flying sword with flowing light from the storage ring, and at first glance, it was known that this sword was extraordinary.

  Sun Ming took over the flying sword, lightly swung out a sword flower, and the sword intent floated out of the dust. It was indeed a good sword, with a body made of Xuanbing refined iron, wrapped around by Tianyun copper mother silk, and a hilt made of thousand-year-old snow-green wood.

  Sun Ming's true yuan force wandered through the sword body, and actually set up five arrays. This flying sword was indeed an extreme-grade spiritual instrument.

  The dark clouds that had just dispersed gathered again, only to become much larger in area than before. The entire valley was now shrouded in darkness, with only occasional flashes of lightning illuminating the distance from the edges of the clouds.

  Sun Ming was now wielding the flying sword, constantly moving and walking as if he were a performing artist in the mortal world. However, unlike ordinary performers, every time Sun Ming swung his sword, all the demon cultivators could feel a ripple of spiritual energy. If at this moment, a disciple from the Jade Void Sect saw Sun Ming, they would definitely recognize his sword technique. This was because beneath Sun Ming's feet had already emerged an innate Eight Trigrams diagram.

  Sun Ming's footsteps grew faster and faster, almost as if he was in the same state as before. Countless spiritual energies were gathering around him, even those from the mountains outside the valley were slowly moving towards this place. Finally, Sun Ming slowed down, but an unexpected move appeared before everyone's eyes - Sun Ming swung his sword at Jia Yun, and a sword aura actually appeared.

  The sudden appearance of the sword energy stunned everyone, after all, some people among them still had some knowledge. The sword energy was a unique skill that only the top attacking power cultivators in the cultivation world, the sword cultivators, could possess. Moreover, it required a sword cultivator to reach the Nascent Soul stage before they could cultivate sword energy.

  But now, an equipment refiner suddenly used the sword energy, which was the signature divine ability of the sword cultivators, right in front of everyone. It was indeed a bit hard for people to accept.

  Sun Ming swung out eight sword auras without any pause, and these eight sword auras actually slowly gathered together to form an octagonal thing, which caused the crowd to make another round of comments, of course they couldn't recognize this Bagua.

  But Sun Ming didn't dare to slack off, 'whoosh whoosh whoosh' and another eight sword auras were swung out, in the blink of an eye another Bagua appeared floating above Sun Ming's head, superimposed on top of the previous one.

  "Can this octagonal sword energy withstand that heavenly tribulation? Is this confidence or arrogance? Even if you've mastered the sword energy, you can't collide head-on with the heavenly tribulation." The Blood Sea Demon looked at Sun Ming with a puzzled expression as he continued to wield his sword energy.

  "Heh heh, I see. This Eight Trigrams sword aura is calm and doesn't disperse, it seems to contain some sort of rule, and this Ling Ming kid has a strange move, since he doesn't want us to ask for help, he must have his own ideas, let's just watch carefully." Lan Ying's words had just fallen when the first calamity thunder struck down.

  What made Xue Hai Lao Mo's jaw drop was that this seemingly ferocious lightning bolt couldn't even break through the first layer of sword energy set up by Sun Ming.

  But Sun Ming didn't show any signs of fatigue, his hands moving non-stop, because he knew that the six layers of thunder were stacked on top of each other, getting more and more intense as they went on, this was just an appetizer.

  As expected, the second thunderbolt directly blasted through Sun Ming's two-layer defense line, and Xue Hai couldn't help but laugh.

  "Lan Ying, I told you so, this sword energy is useless in front of the heavenly tribulation." However, Lan Ying didn't seem as superficial as Xue Hai and instead asked back.

  "Has Blood Sea ever seen any Sword Cultivators in the early stages of Yuan Ying who can withstand Heavenly Tribulation?" The sentence directly choked back what was behind Blood Sea's words.