Chapter 1616 - 474: Second Uncle Is Actually Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown—How Is This Possible! (Third Update)

"Second Uncle..." Zhou Qing looked worriedly at Second Uncle who was seated in the distance.

Second Uncle seemed to sense his gaze, turned around, and showed a reassuring smile: "Stay back, don’t get caught up."

Zhou Qing nodded, his fingers moved slightly, and the fully repaired Extreme Dao Weapon [Eternal Sin Fire Mirror] from his Storage Bag transformed into a stream of light flying toward Second Uncle: "Take it for protection."

"You kid..."

"Once you break through, let’s find a place and have a good drink!" Without waiting for Second Uncle to decline, Zhou Qing had already soared and retreated, swiftly moving miles away in an instant.

Second Uncle stared blankly at the ancient copper mirror floating before him, and a touch of emotion appeared on his wrinkled face.

"This boy... Didn’t he swear off alcohol since that incident with Du Kui?"

Despite saying this, he still carefully put it away.

Then he looked up at the increasingly thick tribulation clouds, murmuring to himself: "I have hidden no less than ten jars of ’Thousand Years Drunk’, this time I’ll let you have your fill..."

In the distance, Zhou Qing also stopped, his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, eyes fixed intensely on Second Uncle’s figure, silently praying in his heart.

At this moment, the tribulation clouds in the sky had pressed down extremely low, forming a terrifying vortex with a diameter of several hundred yards above Second Uncle’s head.

At the center of the vortex, purple-gold electric light intertwined to form a cold Thunder Eye, staring emotionlessly at the tribulation crosser below.

"Boom——!"

Without any warning, the first tribulation thunder struck suddenly!

It was pure white as snow, as thick as a water tank, and descended with unparalleled purifying might!

Second Uncle’s eyes shone brilliantly, and his hands rapidly formed seals.

Just as the pure white thunder was about to strike, a dazzling three-colored radiance erupted above Second Uncle’s head—

A magnificent Dao Flower blossomed from thin air, with three semi-transparent petals seemingly carved from the finest crystal.

The topmost petal was in a crimson gold color, flowing with cloud pattern, and faintly surrounded by auspicious energy.

The left petal was jade green, exuding a gentle power of affinity like a spring breeze.

The right petal was the strangest, deep indigo with countless faces constantly morphing within its interior.

"Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown?!" Zhou Qing exclaimed incredulously, even rubbing his eyes vigorously.

"This old cheat..." Confirming he wasn’t mistaken, Zhou Qing shook his head, half amused, half annoyed.

He then realized that all the miraculous things Second Uncle had shown were thanks to the unique Nascent Soul amplification from this three-colored Dao Flower.

Previously, Second Uncle had solemnly told him that he wasn’t as lucky as Zhou Qing, receiving Yin Yang Qi from someone freely.

Realizing this had long been refined, it clarified why he later gifted Zhou Qing a spare strand.

Saying this brought some relief to him.

Clearly, the three-colored Dao Flower, like his own, represented three Nascent Soul amplifications.

At this moment, he sensed that the crimson gold petal seemed to govern fortune, explaining why Second Uncle always turned bad to good and casually found treasures.

The jade green petal bestowed the power of affinity, which was why everyone in the sects he joined remembered him fondly, even competing to give up their positions for him.

The indigo petal contained the ability to transform myriad forms, making his disguises almost flawless, difficult even for supreme beings to see through.

What shocked Zhou Qing the most was the solidity of this three-colored Dao Flower, which wasn’t far inferior to his mutated Four Flowers Gathering at the Crown!

Ordinary cultivators considered themselves lucky to receive one amplification upon breaking into Nascent Soul, while the Three Flower Gathering at the Crown offered only two.

Someone like Second Uncle, possessing three complete amplifications, was simply unheard of.

Except for himself!

As Zhou Qing’s thoughts raced, the pure white thunderbolt had already struck the three-colored Dao Flower.

Surprisingly, the thunder was cleverly divided into three streams, entering the three petals respectively.

Second Uncle’s body trembled violently, with web-like cracks appearing on the surface of his skin, only to be quickly healed by the three-colored light.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The tribulation clouds, seemingly infuriated, simultaneously unleashed three different attribute thunderbolts—cyan wind thunder, crimson fire thunder, and yellow earth thunder.

The three thunderbolts intertwined in the sky, transforming into a lifelike three-colored Thunder Dragon, carrying a destruction-level power towards Second Uncle.

Facing this deadly strike, Second Uncle, who had been still, finally made his move.

He performed a spell, causing the three-colored Dao Flower above his head to spin rapidly, turning into a dazzling three-colored vortex.

His appearance astonishingly began to change.

Sometimes transforming into a handsome young man with sword-like eyebrows, sometimes into a dignified middle-aged man, finally settling into an elder with white hair and youthful face, resembling someone with immortal dao-like traits.

"Refine the soul with tribulation, temper the body with thunder!" Second Uncle let out a long roar, fearlessly leaping forward, charging directly at the menacing Thunder Dragon.

"Boom——"

Amidst the earth-shaking roaring, the dazzling thunder light engulfed everything.

As the intense light receded, Zhou Qing was astounded to find the mountain peak where Second Uncle was had vanished, leaving only a pitch-black giant pit hundreds of feet deep.

"Uncle!" Zhou Qing’s heart tightened instantly.

"Hahaha..." A burst of hearty laughter suddenly came from the bottom of the pit.

The smoke gradually dispersed, revealing Second Uncle’s figure slowly emerging.

His clothes had turned to ashes, but the exposed skin glowed with a jade-like sheen, with three-colored spiritual light flowing underneath.

What’s even more marvelous, not only was the three-colored Dao Flower undispersed, but it had become even more solid, with petals emanating a profound Dao pattern imposing a chilling pressure.

However, the celestial tribulation wasn’t over.

The tribulation clouds surged again, displaying a terrifying seven-colored hue.

Seven different attribute thunderbolts roiled in the clouds like evil dragons, causing Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi to violently stir, making the air thick and scorching like molten lava.

"Boom!"

The first crimson thunderbolt descended with the power to scorch everything.

The crimson-gold Dao Flower radiated bright light, barely diminishing its power by thirty percent.

Yet the residual Thunder Power still forced Second Uncle onto one knee, with his chest skin and flesh charred, exposing bare white bones.

Before he could catch his breath, the second orange thunderbolt was already upon him.

This thunderbolt struck directly at the Divine Soul, causing Second Uncle to grunt as disturbing blood seeped from his seven apertures.

The jade green Dao Flower trembled intensely, barely keeping his Spirit Platform clear, but his eyes were burned blind by the Thunder Light.

"Crack!"

The third earth-yellow thunderbolt pressed down like a mountain, causing Second Uncle’s spine to creak under the strain, his legs sinking deep into the rock layers.

The indigo Dao Flower spun furiously, attempting to distort the thunderbolt’s trajectory, but merely diverted it from a fatal spot, still smashing his right shoulder to pieces.

"Pff——" Second Uncle spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of organs, his previously vigorous face now aged like tree bark, covered in fine web-like blood strands.

The light from the three-colored Dao Flower dimmed like a flickering candle in the wind, its crystalline petals filled with web-like cracks, as if about to shatter at any moment.

Zhou Qing’s heart ached as he witnessed this, seeing the true Supreme Tribulation for the first time.

The fake Supreme Tribulation he had crossed before paled in comparison, resembling mere child’s play.

No wonder both Spirit Severing Realm or supreme cultivators turned pale at the mention of the Supreme Tribulation.