Chapter 551 - 330: The Yuqing Ancestor Master’s True Body, Purple Cloud Divine Thunder Tribulation, the Celestial Dao Watches

Rumor has it that of all the Destiny in the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, the Blessing and Fortune Cave Heaven alone accounts for a third.

The Blessing and Fortune Cave Heaven exclusively accepts children of Destiny. The ratio of men to women is quite balanced, and every True Disciple within the sect is a person of great Opportunity.

This has contributed to Lady of Fortune and Blessing’s fiercely protective and ruthless nature.

A century ago, a Second Generation Immortal from a top-tier Major Sect took a liking to a female disciple from the Blessing and Fortune Cave Heaven and planned to take her by force.

The next day, Lady of Fortune and Blessing found out.

That very night, she stormed the Sect, crippled the Dao Practice of all its high-ranking members, and severed their Three Flowers at the Top. She also destroyed the Second Generation Immortal’s Dantian, and his father was forced to kneel and apologize, utterly humiliating himself.

If I hadn’t stepped in to mediate and prevent any casualties, it likely would have sparked a major war.

Without a doubt, Lady of Fortune and Blessing’s strength is also immense; she should be at the peak of the Fourteenth Realm.

"It’s starting."

Lady of Fortune and Blessing also looked in Lu Mingyuan’s direction, gazing intently as she spoke softly.

"Is that the Emperor of Great Yan undergoing his tribulation?"

A one-armed, middle-aged Sword Cultivator asked coolly.

The three of them were among the world’s most supreme Great Powers. To see them all gathered together, observing the same direction, was a rare sight indeed.

"Indeed."

Sun Wheel Celestial Monarch affirmed.

The middle-aged Sword Cultivator sighed with unexpected emotion. "To think that during the years I spent in seclusion within the Crown Annulus, Great Yan has undergone such earth-shattering changes."

He had been in seclusion for a long time, seeking to break through to the next Realm and pursue the ultimate Sword Dao.

He had only recently emerged.

"The world is ever-changing. Immortal Zuo Ren, there’s no need to dwell on it. It is best to take a detached view of worldly affairs," Lady of Fortune and Blessing consoled him calmly.

"True."

The middle-aged Sword Cultivator shook his head, thinking no more of it.

BOOM!

A moment later, the Immortal Tower in the sky began to spin faster. The Celestial Tribulation was about to descend.

Lu Mingyuan looked up to see nothing but an inwardly collapsing vortex. Within it, lightning serpents flashed and writhed, looking as if they would devour him whole.

’It’s here.’

Lu Mingyuan slowly flew a hundred zhang higher, clutching the Divine Blade Zhu Xie. Primordial Qi surged through his body as his hands moved like phantoms, rapidly shaping the energy into a thick suit of Armor.

He intended to face the first bolt of the Celestial Tribulation head-on to test its strength.

’Bring it on!’

ZZZZZ—

Inside the Exquisite Immortal Tower, within the vortex, thirty-six lightning serpents suddenly vanished, yet no pillar of lightning or thunderous downpour followed...

A dead silence fell between heaven and earth. Lu Mingyuan held his breath, bracing himself with full concentration.

’Why did the Celestial Tribulation disappear?’

He felt the tribulation clouds above were brewing something, gathering some unseen force, but it was invisible to the naked eye and undetectable by any Divine Sense.

Suddenly, a thin, black-purple bolt of lightning appeared in the center of the vortex. No thicker than a thumb, it crossed the vast expanse of the cosmos and slowly descended upon Lu Mingyuan’s head!

CRACK!

The lightning struck, and Lu Mingyuan’s head, chest, and abdomen lit up with a translucent glow. His Qi Sea and Sea of Consciousness both trembled violently. His body shook, his face flushed red, and he spat out a mouthful of bloody foam as his aura fluctuated erratically.

He was already lightly injured!

’What kind of Celestial Tribulation is this?’

Alarmed, Lu Mingyuan wiped the blood from his mouth and stared up at the forty-nine bolts of tribulation lightning that had begun to flicker in the sky.

He quickly absorbed a Divine Fallen Blood Stone to heal the injuries to his Flesh Body.

’This Celestial Tribulation of mine is truly going to be difficult.’

He looked down and saw that half of the barren mountain below had vanished into thin air!

But it wasn’t over. From the gray clouds, lotuses of fire bloomed, clusters of orange flames dancing as they swirled toward him.

’Celestial Fire?’

’The second bolt of the Celestial Tribulation is already here?!’

A mournful wind howled from the vortex above, and another pitch-black tribulation bolt fell!

This one was as thick as three men. It twisted and warped as it pierced through the cosmos, hurtling toward his forehead.

Lu Mingyuan formed a fist with his left hand and unleashed the Great Wilderness Divine Fist, smashing it upward. The flame-like markings on his brow flared, his hair turned blood-red, and he activated his Martial Arts Dragon Transformation, meeting the Thunder Tribulation head-on!

The phantom of a man in Taotie Armor, like a Demon God, slowly rose behind Lu Mingyuan. It was immense and ferocious, radiating a terrifying killing intent.

This was the power unique to the Mysteries of the Fist Way.

A single punch to shatter mountains and rivers.

As his long hair billowed, he looked like the Fire God Zhurong descending upon the world.

The second pitch-black Celestial Thunder flickered a few times before turning into a wisp of black smoke that dissipated in the air.

Lu Mingyuan’s left fist was a mess of mangled flesh and blood. He once again spat out a mouthful of fresh blood...

However, this time, his aura only trembled. Thankfully, his injuries hadn’t worsened.

Although the Thunder Tribulation had dispersed, the residual Celestial Fire continued to bake the earth. In this environment, Lu Mingyuan’s Primordial Qi was draining rapidly. Immediately after, massive cyan swords began to rain down from the sky!

Lu Mingyuan raised his saber to defend. He also summoned Yang Su, holding a blade in each hand, and executed a brilliant dual-wielding slash.

After blocking the second bolt of the Celestial Tribulation, Lu Mingyuan gained some confidence.

He could just barely withstand it.

But soon, the third Celestial Tribulation activated, giving him no time to prepare.

This time, however, it wasn’t a conventional Thunder Tribulation.

Instead, strange visions flooded his mind. It was the work of a Heart Demon...

Lu Mingyuan possessed the "Celestial Exiled Immortal" Fate Grid.

He had almost never encountered any Demonic Thoughts on a normal day.

It was only during a tribulation that he could discover what his subconscious truly feared.

Lu Mingyuan watched the scenes that surfaced in his mind. First, his father, Emperor Yong’an, appeared again. He was in the Great Yan Holy Bright Palace, replacing him in front of everyone.

Next, the Eighth Prince, Lu Yunqing, willingly took his own life before his eyes.

The ever-sensible Qi Muxue got into a dispute with Yun Qinghe, Sui Yuqing, and the others. They fought viciously over him and died in front of him...

Shaking his head slightly, Lu Mingyuan’s mind was perfectly clear.

’While these are things I fear, they aren’t...’

Finally, he saw one last scene.

Palaces lay shattered on the ground, cities were ravaged by war, life was extinguished, and piles of Human Race corpses were everywhere. Heaven and earth were destroyed. All his friends and family had died in battle, lying pale on the ground. And above the Great Yan Capital City, a sacred Golden Radiance Celestial Gate hung in the sky, but a strange Demonic Qi billowed from within.

Soon, the strange Demonic Qi poured out from the Celestial Gate, blanketing the entire Central Plains World.

The entire world was plunged into eternal darkness.

Seeing this, Lu Mingyuan still felt a tremor of fear in his heart.

He realized his subconscious feared the power of the Divine Beings.

The moment Lu Mingyuan broke free from the Heart Demon, the thunderclouds surged with even greater intensity.

...

When the first pitch-black bolt of tribulation lightning appeared, even the observing Sun Wheel Celestial Monarch couldn’t help but feel a pang of worry for Lu Mingyuan.

"What’s going on? The number one ranked Purple Cloud Divine Thunder Tribulation?"

"Why did the Celestial Dao suddenly change its mind?"

Yin Yang Qi appeared in Sun Wheel Celestial Monarch’s palm. He began to divine, but halfway through, he didn’t dare to continue.

He could only seek his master’s help, sending a transmission to the Yuqing Ancestor Master.

"Master, why does the fate on Lu Mingyuan’s person keep changing? There’s no pattern, no certainty."

"The Celestial Secret cannot be revealed."

The Yuqing Ancestor Master replied, "Lu Mingyuan is very important. He absolutely cannot die. Even if he fails the tribulation, we must be prepared to save him from it."

"Save him?"

Sun Wheel Celestial Monarch hadn’t expected the Ancestor Master to have such an idea.

A flash of insight struck him, and he couldn’t help but speculate.

’Could it be that the Ancestor Master came all this way, thousands of miles, just for this?’

’Not to save the Nanli Dynasty or fend off the Demon Race, but to act as a Dao protector.’

Despite being the Ancestor Master’s disciple, Sun Wheel Celestial Monarch felt for the first time that he didn’t truly understand his master.

Battered by celestial winds and scorched by Celestial Fire, Lu Mingyuan now resembled a piece of black charcoal. His flesh had been blasted away by the Thunder Tribulation, and his robes barely covered his body, with only his Primordial Qi shielding his modesty.

Five bolts of the Celestial Tribulation.

He had blocked them with all his might. His injuries had worsened slightly, and more than half of his Primordial Qi was gone.

Lu Mingyuan popped two petals from the Corrupt Divine Flower into his mouth and looked up, watching the changes in the tribulation cloud vortex.

He discovered several hundred humanoid black shadows in the sky. They looked like Cultivators, carrying a surging, murderous aura as they charged down toward him.

Every single one of them had the Cultivation of the Thirteenth Realm!

"Celestial Dao Incarnations, are they."

Lu Mingyuan hadn’t expected a mere Celestial Tribulation to have so many variations.

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