Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 128: Which Taoist fellow is here to survive the disaster?

"Forget it. There is my Seventeenth Sister who is the face of Lingxi Valley. How dare I interfere?"

Nangong Yu, who had been looking carefree, sighed deeply, like a frost-bitten eggplant.

"Okay, let's go down."

Finally, Elder Shen, who couldn't bear to watch any longer, drove Ji Ouyi away, allowing the stone platform to return to peace and quiet.

"Then this morning's open class ends here. Let's adjourn."

"Farewell, Elder Shen."

All the disciples stood up and saluted, watching Elder Shen leave the stage.

"Let's go eat."

Wang Qiye, who was greeting everyone to have dinner, realized that there were too many eyes looking at him. It seemed that the influence of the Three Foundation-Building Flowers was too great, and he didn't want to be the focus.

After a casual glance around, he actually met Zi Linglan's eyes. At that moment, he felt thousands of thoughts rushing into his eyes, causing Wang Qiye to turn his head away.

"Walk."

Xiao Lanmei didn't care about the eyes around her and walked towards the cafeteria first.

After lunch, Wang Qiye went to the big rock to take a nap as usual. Unexpectedly, he still slept well even after changing the place.

"Meet Elder Chu."

A strong middle-aged man stepped onto the stone platform, and all the disciples stood up and saluted. Only then did Wang Qiye open his eyes.

"Disciples, please sit down."

Chu Xinyue smiled and waved, motioning everyone to sit down.

"Thank you, Elder Chu."

The many foundation-building disciples and Qi-refining disciples of Qingzhu Peak then sat back in their original seats.

"Today, we will talk about the foundation-building chapter of Lingxi swordsmanship, "Half Moon Slash."

Wang Qiye was shocked and looked at the man in a short green robe on the stone platform with sharp eyes. His exposed arms were like a python, and his muscles gave people a terrifying explosive power.

His messy hair was tied on his forehead with a simple thin rope, which added a rough feeling. He slowly untied the short rope around his waist, took the big knife behind him, and when he knocked it lightly on the ground, his eyes emitted a sword light.

"Lingxi swordsmanship is profound and extensive..."

Suddenly, the middle-aged man stopped talking, raised his head and stared towards the west.

Wang Qiye realized it later and followed his gaze, looking in that direction.

At first there was only a dark cloud. If you didn’t see it, you wouldn’t feel anything. But when you stare at it, you can feel a terrifying pressure that makes it hard to breathe.

"Elder Chu, is there anyone who is going through the tribulation?"

A disciple cried out in surprise, apparently recognizing the terrifying thundercloud, which was now ten miles wide, and had only then slowed down its expansion.

"That's right, someone is about to reach the Nascent Soul stage. Only after being purified by thunder and fire can they split open that small world and condense a Nascent Soul."

Chu Xinyu didn't move, but his eyes showed longing. His eyes were shining brightly, and his chiseled face was staring at the calamity cloud that was getting darker and darker, for fear of missing it.

Wang Qiye could no longer look away. He had only heard about it before, but now that he saw it with his own eyes, he felt that he had really traveled to a different world.

After the calamity cloud stopped expanding, its color changed from gray to black, and it became darker and darker, as if water could drip out of it at any time.

As the power of the calamity cloud grew stronger, lightning began to flash in the middle. At first, only an occasional white light could be seen, but now it was becoming more and more dense. As soon as one ray of light went out, another one would light up.

I don't know when the mountain wind started to blow, blowing on my body, making me shiver with cold. Wang Qiye's thin body was half-kneeling on a big rock, supporting himself with one hand, his neck raised high.

"Wow!"

The timid disciples could no longer withstand the increasingly strong pressure. They screamed, collapsed to the ground, and spat out blood.

"If you can't bear it, don't try to be brave. This is the power of heaven and earth. As long as you don't look at it, nothing will happen. Although the calamity cloud is right in front of us, it is still a hundred miles away from us. Don't worry about it affecting you."

A loud voice rang in my ears, and several more people were knocked down on the spot.

Hearing that the calamity cloud was about a hundred miles away, Wang Qiye, who was already supporting himself on the ground with his hands and trembling as if he had only one breath left, took another breath and finally came back to life.

Although he had changed psychologically and knew that the calamity cloud could not do anything to him, the pressure had not decreased in the slightest. He didn't know where the tenacity came from, but he was able to support the shaky boy and keep staring at him. Could it be just curiosity?

"Boom!"

A streak of silk as thick as a hemp rope fell from the calamity cloud. Although it did not move in a straight line, it accurately struck the area below, which was the center of the thunder calamity.

"what--"

Several people at the execution ground could not hold on and fell to the ground after being shaken by the thunder. Some people stopped trying to hold on and stopped looking at the calamity cloud, which made them feel better. It was really strange, as long as they didn't look at it, they didn't feel anything at all.

Wang Qiye was also hurt by the thunder. His nostrils felt hot and two streams of hot blood flowed out. He felt a big hand appear along with the heavenly calamity, pressing down on his small body, trying to pin him to the ground.

"what--"

Wang Qiye shouted and knelt on the big rock with his hands trembling, but he still refused to surrender. This was a silent resistance of willpower.

"The second one is coming!"

A loud voice sounded again, and Wang Qiye quickly widened his eyes, only to see a white light, even thicker than before, falling from the calamity cloud.

"Boom——"

Although the lightning was bright white, it was not blinding, but it frightened everyone who saw it. It was like a spear or a sharp sword, making people dare not dodge and could only face it.

Because they were too far away, everyone could only see the thunder tribulation but could not see how the people in the valley who were supposed to be struck by the thunder were responding.

"Elder Chu, what happened to that man? Can he still take on the rest of the thunder?"

A disciple asked in a trembling voice. Although it was not the first time he saw someone transcending a tribulation, he was naturally worried about that person.

"How can anyone who dares to face the calamity be unprepared? The variables are in the last fifth and sixth stages. Watch carefully and feel it with your heart. This kind of observation will also help you to overcome the calamity in the future."

Chu Xinyu remained motionless, standing as still as a mountain. Even though the cold wind blew on his body, it could not shake his strong body.

"This is the third one. After this one falls, pay attention to the changes in the clouds!"

"Boom——"

Another streak of lightning, thicker than the previous one, fell down. Wang Qiye’s mind was no longer fixed on the lightning, but on the calamity cloud.

"That calamity cloud has grown larger. I feel its power is increasing. It seems to have changed, as if it is gathering strength. Wow—"

The foundation-building disciple who was speaking could not bear the increased pressure, and he spat out a mouthful of blood and passed out. Several others fell to the ground with him.

"I must hold on. How can I fall down here!" Wang Qiye shouted in his heart, gritting his teeth tightly. Two lines of blood and tears flowed down his face because he exerted too much force. He still supported his weak and shaky body, like a boat swaying in the wind.

The calamity cloud actually lost its black color at this time and returned to its previous gray-black tone, but it now looked even more dangerous.

"Here it comes, the fourth one!"

"Boom——"

Along with this loud voice, there was also a thunder. Several more Foundation Establishment cultivators, under the might of heaven and earth, either fell to the ground or lowered their heads in submission, not daring to look any further.

The white silk was already as thick as two fingers, and its might was like an army of thousands of horses, unstoppable. It seemed that everything that stood in its way would be crushed and smashed into the ground below.

"Elder Chu, what happened to the person who was to be robbed?"

A foundation-building disciple asked with concern, as if the person undergoing the tribulation was himself.

"It should be fine. The calamity cloud has not weakened or dissipated, and is still accumulating power."

Beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down Chu Xinyu's cheeks and onto the ground. It seemed that the thunderbolt just now was not as simple as he said.

"That calamity cloud is indeed still gathering power and is gathering its fifth force. Wow—"

The disciple from Lingxi Valley who was observing carefully spat out a mouthful of blood, and seemed unable to withstand the power, and collapsed to the ground.

"Boom——"

The fifth thunderbolt struck down, a little thicker than the previous one. A white streak, like a heavy punch, broke through the layers of mountains and made people see double images.

This time, Elder Chu did not even say a word to remind him. No one knew whether he had forgotten or was also overwhelmed by the momentum.

Wang Qiye's chest was like a bellows, and he was breathing heavily. The fifth heavenly tribulation had been falling for a long time, but for some reason, two white streaks would occasionally appear in his eyes, as if they were engraved on his eyeballs.

"The last one!"

This loud voice was accompanied by a few hoarse sounds, a few shouts, and a few shrill screams, which knocked down several people.

The calamity cloud actually began to shrink, becoming only half its original size. No trace of black could be seen anymore, and the entire cloud had turned gray and black. Occasionally, lightning flashed through, and each time, a cultivator in the training ground would fall down or lower his head.

"Boom——"

A three-finger-long white lightning bolt left the calamity cloud. It was not fast at first, as slow as a snail. However, from the moment it was seen, it seemed as if an accelerator was installed and began to move faster and faster.

Wang Qiye's arms could no longer bear the power of this last blow, as if he had been hit hard by a punch on the back. His arms went limp, but his body gradually fell to the ground, his head still stubbornly raised, watching the streak of light falling into the valley.

The mountain winds around gradually died down, and the gray-black clouds slowly faded and began to dissipate bit by bit.

The sun shone through the clouds again, and a nine-color rainbow hung over the valley.

"Brother Chu, how is the person who was to be robbed?"

An anxious monk from Lingxi Valley asked quickly, his eyes still fixed on the misty valley in the distance, afraid of missing anything.