Chapter 576: Who Is Crossing the Tribulation
Under the bright and clear sky, which had been as clean as washed jade, suddenly tens of thousands of bolts of lightning erupted, a sea of electric light flooding the wilderness—a terrifying scene.
In that single instant, the heavens seemed to collapse, pitch-black, with chaotic electric serpents dancing wildly, like countless flood dragons surging and soaring.
"Boom!"
The sound was deafening. If an ordinary person were here, their eardrums would have been shattered. The colossal noise resembled a Qilin roaring at the mountains and rivers, as if it would flip the entire earth over.
From afar, the scene was oppressive and dreadful—a expanse of dark light pouring down like a torrential downpour, dense and packed with thunderbolts everywhere.
"Rumble, rumble..."
Among them, there were also many blood-colored lightning bolts, like rivers of blood flowing into the sea, a horrifying sight. This once-peaceful wilderness was suddenly shattered, its tranquility broken.
At this moment, the place was in complete turmoil. Apart from the thunderous roars that could shatter one's eardrums, there was no other sound. The massive lightning strikes caused distant mountains to collapse.
The electric light hadn't even touched them, yet the mere aftershocks destroyed countless rocky cliffs, reducing them to nothing. Rocks pierced the clouds, and lightning swept across the sky.
"Yan Yunluan crossed his tribulation to enter the Extraordinary Scholars Mansion less than three months ago, and now he's broken through again..."
Everyone was astounded. What defined a prodigy? Yan Yunluan provided the perfect example—his own strength was formidable, his talent astonishing, and whenever an opportunity arose, he would break through.
"Crack!"
Nine blood-colored lightning bolts, like nine vicious dragons, each as thick as a palace, twisted down, piercing through the void, leaving scorched marks.
Nine black holes appeared instantly. The nine blood-colored lightning strikes all struck Ye Fan. The tribulation had begun, overwhelming him from the start.
"This is being controlled by a person!"
Someone exclaimed in shock. Yan Yunluan was very composed. Although he was crossing the tribulation, he showed no fear. He was guiding the heavenly punishment, intending to annihilate Ye Fan here.
"Crack, crack"...
Next, eighty-one blood-colored lightning bolts surged forth, intertwining to form a cage of lightning, pressing forward.
"Using human will to control part of the power of heavenly punishment!"
People exclaimed. Under normal circumstances, someone in this situation would be too busy saving their own life to possibly merge with the lightning. Yet Yan Yunluan had drawn the tribulation and turned it into a cage, using it for his own purposes.
"Boom!"
The eighty-one red lightning bolts struck together, forming the cage. It resembled a small palace, mysterious and unfathomable, but it was very unstable—after all, this was a lightning tribulation, and no one could truly dominate it.
Ye Fan moved like a flood dragon, swimming through the sea of lightning. No one knew how he felt at that moment, but seeing that he wasn't in a sorry state, they assumed he could still hold on.
"Whoosh"
The cage, like a heavenly prison, sealed off all directions, finally enclosing him. It trapped him inside, and endless electric light poured down, striking inward.
"Terrifying! This is heavenly punishment!"
Everyone felt a chill run down their spines, their hairs standing on end.
At this moment, nothing else existed. The ground cracked open with massive fissures, forming great canyons. The sea of lightning expanded, surging downward—a scene of doomsday.
Yan Yunluan stood proudly at the center of the lightning sea, letting tens of thousands of lightning bolts dance around him without a hint of fear. He looked down at Ye Fan, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth as he wielded the tribulation, trying to suppress him.
Everyone was horrified. Who could face such a thunderstorm so casually? Who could safely endure it?
This was the privilege of monsters—only they attracted heavenly punishment when breaking through, proving their strength and extraordinariness from the side.
The world was fair. Suffering the test of heaven, though it meant a narrow escape from death and the risk of utter annihilation, once the tribulation was overcome, one's strength would far surpass that of peers.
This was the fundamental reason they were called monsters—they had gained heaven's recognition and undergone the tempering of the heavenly will, making them extraordinary individuals.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the cage woven from lightning emitted a loud noise. The eighty-one blood-colored lightning bolts shattered, and Ye Fan burst out, unscathed at his core.
"This little lord is indeed extraordinary. He doesn't just rely on the Ten Thousand Wounds Bow; he himself is also very strong."
People were amazed. To break out of such a heavenly thunderstorm was itself a sign of defying heaven. They just didn't know if he could ultimately escape.
Ye Fan was very calm. This sea of lightning was harmless to him—it paled in comparison to his own tribulation. His eyes shone with divine light, and a bold idea formed in his mind.
Although heavenly punishment was terrifying, it was also an opportunity. He wanted to use the other's lightning tribulation to trigger his own Dragon Transformation tribulation, hoping to break through and ascend to an entirely new realm.
"Hmph!"
Yan Yunluan snorted coldly. Seeing Ye Fan unharmed, he paced through the void, drawing tens of thousands of lightning bolts forward. He intended to personally wield the overwhelming lightning and turn his opponent into ashes.
"Rumble!"
At this moment, there were no sun, moon, or stars, no heaven or earth—only a vast sea of lightning, like a real ocean surging, terrifying the soul.
"Thud!"
It was like the divine drum of the Heavenly Court booming. Mountains and rivers trembled. In the distance, many peaks collapsed from the aftershocks, the earth cracked, destroyed beyond recognition.
This was the power of heaven and earth—merciless and terrifying, chilling to the bone. An ordinary person would have long turned to ashes, unable to hold on any longer.
In the distance, everyone was solemn. Many broke out in cold sweat, their clothes soaked through. This heavenly force was not something a mortal body could resist.
"Too terrifying. Once you're deep inside, you'll definitely be turned to charcoal. Even a Holy Son-level figure would find it hard to escape."
A grim atmosphere spread. Fear rose in people's hearts. If they were in his place, how would they cope? Most likely, they'd have no way to face this heavenly punishment alone.
"Boom!"
Yan Yunluan pressed forward, indeed bringing tens of thousands of lightning bolts to engulf Ye Fan. Outsiders couldn't see what was happening, and everyone thought he was in grave danger.
Inside the lightning sea, silver serpents danced wildly, dark light swam, red glow burst forth. All kinds of massive electric lights formed a world of heavenly punishment, destroying everything, breaking all obstacles.
Yan Yunluan sneered, using his powerful physique to resist the lightning tribulation. He stared at the center of the thunder, believing Ye Fan couldn't hold on and was about to turn to ashes.
But at that moment, his expression suddenly froze. He saw Ye Fan walking out step by step, letting tens of thousands of lightning bolts fall on him without fear.
"Your tribulation is still a bit lacking. Let the thunderstorm come more fiercely," Ye Fan said calmly, as if strolling in a leisurely courtyard.
Hearing this, Yan Yunluan's expression changed. Something was wrong. The other party was unharmed. Could it be that he, too, was a monster who had crossed a tribulation?
"Ah..."
He let out a great roar, piercing through the lightning sea, reaching the clouds. His black hair stood on end, wildly dancing. At this moment, an even greater tribulation descended—five-colored lightning.
Ye Fan smiled faintly, standing opposite, letting the lightning strike him without fear. He walked forward, and tens of thousands of electric lights couldn't stop his steps.
"Boom!"
Endless lightning, like a great river surging, like a star field sinking, vast and boundless, swallowed Ye Fan.
Even Yan Yunluan himself was struggling. He stared at the opposite side, but before long, Ye Fan walked out again, with not a single scorch mark on him.
"Still not enough. The lightning tribulation is too weak. Let the storm come more fiercely," Ye Fan said.
Hearing these words, Yan Yunluan was so angry he wanted to vomit blood. This was a heavenly tribulation! Even a Holy Son-level figure would regret entering it; if prolonged, they would surely be struck dead.
Yet, a little lord he deeply hated, who relied on external tools, was like an undying cockroach, constantly emerging from the lightning sea, rendering the heavenly punishment useless.
Yan Yunluan was furious. He held nothing back, releasing the aura of his tribulation. The heavenly punishment was like a sea, falling fully. Many Dao marks appeared, intertwining with the electric light.
But after six or seven major tribulations descended, Ye Fan still walked out of the lightning sea, step by step, very calm and composed, not destroyed within.
"Little Swallow, are you up to it? Make it fiercer!" Ye Fan urged.
Yan Yunluan was truly enraged. What was a heavenly tribulation? It destroyed all things. He had summoned the lightning punishment to annihilate his enemy, only to be ridiculed like this. The words "Little Swallow" made his anger flare three feet high.
"Clang!"
A bell sound rang out in the lightning sea. A bell formed from dark light vaguely took shape, its thunderous roar especially terrifying.
"What is that?"
"Yan Yunluan used a divine thought to enter the lightning sea, controlling the electricity to form a lightning tribulation divine bell!"
Everyone changed color. The bell was blurry but had a certain scale, interweaving tens of thousands of thunderbolts. With a slight vibration, it destroyed all things.
"Clang..."
The bell formed from dark light and electric light trembled lightly. Tens of thousands of electric bolts shot out, all falling around Ye Fan.
Then, tens of thousands of layers of dark light, like a raging wave, engulfed him. Outsiders could see nothing but a blazing sea of lightning.
"Entering the heavenly tribulation, using it for my own purposes!"
People were horrified. Such a method was seen for the first time. No one was unmoved. Using such a trump card against an enemy was a sure kill.
Ye Fan was also surprised. So this was how one could guide a tribulation. It was indeed mysterious, inspiring and enlightening him.
This bell was indeed extraordinary. With one vibration, heaven and earth shattered. Its form became clearer and clearer. Ye Fan slapped out with his palm, and with a loud "clang," bell waves raged.
In the distance, rows of barren mountains, like paper, collapsed and sank, completely destroyed, ceasing to exist.
"Lightning as form, laws as spirit—such a bell destroys all things," many marveled.
"Buzz!"
The bell vibrated, descending to cover Ye Fan, trapping him beneath it, his figure unseen.
"Yan Yunluan's methods defy heaven. Summoning the lightning tribulation divine bell, he could almost sweep through the younger generation. Who can counter it? It's a pity tribulations don't happen often."
"It's said that the monster from the Eastern Wasteland is also adept at using tribulations to destroy enemies. I wonder how the two compare?"
"That monster from the Eastern Wasteland is only known through rumors, too far away to understand. Yan Yunluan is right here, and he's even manifested a lightning tribulation divine bell—unfathomable!"
"Clang..."
A bell sound echoed through heaven and earth. Large swaths of barren mountains collapsed. Ye Fan walked out again, having shattered the lightning tribulation divine bell with his bare hands.
Yan Yunluan was nearly vomiting blood. This killing move of the tribulation couldn't harm this little lord, driving him to the brink of madness.
"Oh? Ye Zhetian isn't dead yet. He's appeared again," people exclaimed in surprise.
"Boom!"
At that moment, heaven and earth went wild. The Nine-Five Lightning Tribulation, the Five Elements Heavenly Tribulation, the Supreme Yin True Tribulation, the Water-Fire Great Tribulation... all kinds of heavenly punishments came down in full force, covering everything.
An area of dozens of miles was submerged. Nothing could be seen. The two figures were blurry and indistinct, both enduring the lightning.
"Yan Yunluan is too terrifying! He's actually drawn such a great heavenly tribulation. Even a Half-Step Great Power might not withstand it!"
"He truly deserves to be called a monster, able to summon such dreadful heavenly punishment!"
People exclaimed. No one was unafraid. Such an opponent was too terrifying. If provoked, bringing a tribulation along would be impossible to counter.
"Damn it, it's not me who summoned this..." This was what Yan Yunluan most wanted to curse at that moment.
"Bang"
He was struck pitch-black all over, sent flying hundreds of feet away, but soon engulfed by a Water-Fire Great Tribulation.
The next moment, electric light flowed all over him. Enduring the intense pain, he stood up from the void, but was soon struck flying again.
"Oh? That's not right. Yan Yunluan seems to have been knocked flying by his own tribulation. Could he be trying to break through two realms at once, attracting the strongest heavenly punishment?"
People were shocked to discover that Yan Yunluan was in a sorry state, flying back and forth, struck repeatedly, severely injured.
"This kid is too bold. The tribulation he's drawn has likely exceeded what he can handle. It looks like he really wants to advance two ranks," many speculated.
In the lightning sea, Yan Yunluan felt like crying. Where was this great tribulation he had summoned? It was that bastard across from him who was crossing the tribulation!
It was just that the place was completely submerged in tens of thousands of layers of lightning, invisible to the outside world.