Chapter 1321: Two-Colored Thunder Tribulation

"Elder Huo, which senior is undergoing Heavenly Tribulation? Can you tell what kind of tribulation this is? It doesn't seem like a Small Heavenly Tribulation. Could it be that some Void Refinement senior is living in seclusion in the mountain?" A handsome young man in yellow robes, who seemed to be the leader of this group, descended before the old man immediately upon arrival and asked respectfully, though a hint of excitement was hidden in his words.

This was understandable; even in the Spirit Realm, cultivators at the Void Refinement stage and above were definitely not something anyone could easily encounter.

"It's not a Great Heavenly Tribulation. I have seen a true Great Heavenly Tribulation once; the heavenly thunder that descended was all purple-gold. The power was far more violent than this." The old man shook his head, denying it very affirmatively.

"But the Small Heavenly Tribulation's heavenly thunder isn't gold and silver either; it should be cyan heavenly thunder. We have seen sect elders undergo it several times, so it definitely can't be wrong." The yellow-robed youth said with a strange expression.

"This Heavenly Tribulation looks much more violent than an ordinary Small Heavenly Tribulation, and it can't be a demon beast's transformation tribulation either. The heavenly thunder that strikes during a demon beast's transformation tribulation is always silver-white." The old man's face was solemn, appearing somewhat unable to judge.

Seeing that even Elder Huo wasn't very clear about it, those Core Formation cultivators couldn't help but reveal expressions of disappointment.

Now, the hurricane in the air was growing larger and larger. Within a radius of several hundred miles of the giant mountain, wild winds were blowing, and under the dark clouds pressing down, ordinary people couldn't even stand steadily on the flat ground.

Because of this, Elder Huo pondered for a moment and simply ordered the entire caravan to form a circle temporarily, waiting quietly for the unknown cultivator to finish undergoing the tribulation before proceeding.

Thunderous sounds came from the sky in the distance, and then gold and silver electric arcs erupted wildly. Amidst the rolling black clouds, electric arcs fell from the sky one by one. At first, they were one by one, but in the blink of an eye, they became dense, falling like a torrential rain.

A bizarre scene appeared. The silver electric arcs struck the mountaintop and burst apart, transforming into masses of dazzling silver light, easily shaving off a large portion of the giant mountain's top.

And those golden electric arcs, upon touching the mountaintop, bizarrely flashed and merged into it, as if they were intangible objects.

Subsequently, thunderous sounds also erupted wildly within the mountain belly, and the muffled explosive sounds seemed even more violent than the heavenly thunder at the mountaintop.

This scene shocked Elder Huo and the several Core Formation cultivators watching the tribulation from afar. What kind of heavenly thunder were those golden electric arcs? They could pass through mountain rocks without any obstruction and shot directly toward the person undergoing the tribulation. This bizarre situation seemed to only appear with the purple-gold heavenly thunder of a Great Heavenly Tribulation.

Could it really be some kind of Great Heavenly Tribulation that had never appeared before?

Just as these people were whispering to each other, a mass of dazzling cyan light shot out from the mountain belly. With a sway, it appeared in the mid-air near the mountainside, with a human figure vaguely visible within.

Elder Huo and the others naturally knew that the figure in the cyan light must be the Great Divine Ability cultivator undergoing the tribulation.

It was just unknown whether this person was forced out of the mountain body by those golden heavenly thunders and couldn't hide in the mountain belly, or if they felt that it was better to display their means to deal with the power of the Heavenly Tribulation in an open space.

Immediately, those gold and silver electric arcs that had originally been striking the giant mountain wildly changed direction, pursuing the cyan light and striking wildly.

A long whistle rang out from the cyan light, and then a giant tripod suddenly appeared above the figure's head. With a sway, the tripod lid opened.

Countless cyan threads flew out and shot into the sky, dancing wildly, actually covering a small half of the sky above.

Wherever the cyan threads passed, those silver electric arcs were all swept into the giant tripod. However, those golden electric arcs were like intangible objects, striking down toward the figure below without any courtesy through the cyan threads.

"Good, good, good!" The figure in the cyan light seemed to be startled, but laughed instead of being angry.

Suddenly, the figure rubbed both hands and raised them toward the sky. Thunder rumbled, and two golden arcs as thick as bowls shot out wildly. Then, they separated and shot out, transforming into a giant electric net that appeared above his head.

In an instant, the two golden arcs of the same color intertwined, bursting apart amidst crackling sounds, and then simultaneously collapsed and vanished. Countless slender golden arcs jumped, making the space above the figure look exceptionally gorgeous.

Elder Huo and the others were stunned seeing this scene.

There were naturally many existences in the Spirit Realm who cultivated thunder-attribute cultivation techniques. But ordinary lightning, upon touching heavenly thunder, would not only be unable to block it but would instead be instantly absorbed by the heavenly thunder, causing its master to suffer a backlash.

And this cultivator undergoing the tribulation before their eyes not only cultivated thunder-attribute divine abilities that looked exactly the same as the heavenly thunder, but actually dared to resist the heavenly thunder with lightning; it was truly unheard of for anyone to dare to do so.

However, the gold and silver electric arcs falling from the dark clouds in the sky seemed endless. After the span of a stick of incense, not only did they not show any signs of stopping, but they became even thicker and more astonishing.

The electric arcs, which were originally the thickness of a thumb, had gradually become as thick as an arm.

This caused the figure in the cyan light's expression to change slightly, because the silver electric arcs absorbed by the giant tripod above his head seemed to have exceeded a certain limit. Not only did the cyan threads sprayed out begin to decrease, but the speed of sweeping and extinguishing the silver arcs also began to decline.

Because of this, a large number of silver electric arcs took the opportunity to fall onto the golden net below. The original electric net immediately presented a state of being unable to support itself.

Several Core Formation cultivators were already looking at each other in dismay, and the yellow-robed youth who was the leader muttered:

"This is definitely not an ordinary Small Heavenly Tribulation. I'm afraid even the Heavenly Tribulation after the Deity Transformation stage reaches perfection would only have this much power!"

"That's not right, this kind of Heavenly Tribulation I seem to have heard someone mention..." Elder Huo, seeing the power of this Heavenly Tribulation, suddenly said this.

"Elder Huo, is this true?" The yellow-robed youth immediately looked over upon hearing this.

"That's right, I did hear someone mention it once. It's just that the time is too distant, and I can't quite remember it." The old man's face revealed an expression of deep thought.

After all, he wasn't a cultivator. As he grew older, some unimportant memories naturally became somewhat blurred.

Those Core Formation cultivators were somewhat anxious, but this Elder Huo was a top-tier body-refining cultivator with strength comparable to a Nascent Soul cultivator, so naturally, they didn't dare to urge him.

"Not good, that senior seems unable to hold on." A Core Formation cultivator looked toward the distant sky again and suddenly cried out in shock.

Others were all startled upon hearing this and looked over. Even Elder Huo stopped pondering and hurriedly raised his head.

He saw that the gold and silver heavenly thunders falling from the dark clouds changed form. The electric arcs vanished, and they turned into giant thunder balls the size of heads, gold and silver colors intertwined, drifting down like scattered flowers.

This kind of thunder ball clearly had power far exceeding the previous electric arcs. After they fell densely, the giant tripod finally couldn't bear it and let out a buzzing sound. Then, it stopped spraying cyan threads, instead letting out a wail, shrinking to the size of a fist, and then with a flash of light, it shot downward and merged into the figure below, vanishing.

Clearly, this treasure had already been damaged quite a bit.

Because of this, although the figure below was still wildly surging with golden arcs, that electric net couldn't bear it either.

The giant net finally began to shatter inch by inch under the wild strikes of the two-colored thunder balls.

Just when everyone thought that this cultivator undergoing the tribulation was about to be buried under the Heavenly Tribulation, the figure let out a cold snort that pierced the bone. Suddenly, he touched the back of his head, and a large mass of hazy gray light soared into the sky from behind his head. Then, he opened his mouth and spat out a pitch-black small mountain.

The gray light swept toward the sky-filling thunder balls that were close at hand. A scene that was inconceivable appeared.

No matter what color the thunder balls were, once swept by the light, they all paused and immediately stopped falling, then floated in the gray light as if they were being held up by an invisible force.

The gray light seemed to only have this much power against the thunder balls and couldn't take any further action. But the two-colored thunder balls that fell one after another, once they fell into the light, all ended up in the same situation.

Although this patch of light was thirty zhang high, in the blink of an eye, it was densely filled with two-colored thunder balls, appearing as if it were about to be full and unable to accommodate any more.

Just at this moment, the figure suddenly formed a hand seal, and the small mountain before him expanded wildly. In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a giant more than ten zhang tall.

Subsequently, the figure pointed at the mountain with one hand, while obscure and profound incantations issued from his mouth.

Spiritual light flowed on the surface of the mountain peak, and rings of gray light were released from the mountain, sweeping across the numerous thunder balls in mid-air.

A scene that was hard to believe appeared.

After the first few gray rings swept past, those thunder balls just trembled slightly and didn't have any unusual changes. However, the gray light released from behind the figure's head, like the surface of still water, suddenly rippled and began to twist and shake.

Under the action of these two forces, the thunder balls finally became unstable. When the gray light twisted violently, the two-colored thunder balls lost their balance and, amidst the floating, actually collided with each other, erupting into astonishing gold and silver light masses, with countless electric arcs shooting wildly.

But subsequently, the gray light rings trembled, and these electric arcs seemed to be controlled, all shooting toward the pitch-black mountain peak below, and then all merged into it and vanished.

Just like this, the figure repeated the above actions incessantly, using the gray light to turn the falling thunder balls into gold and silver electric arcs one by one, and then using the small mountain to collect them.

Watching him appear to be handling it with ease, the figure's heart was already secretly crying out in bitterness.

Even if his Meta-Magnetic Divine Light possessed inconceivable divine abilities, the consumption of his magic power by using the Meta-Magnetic Mountain to deal with so many heavenly thunders at once was astonishing.

This figure was naturally Han Li, who had been cultivating in seclusion in the mountain belly for over a hundred years.

During this period, not only did he cultivate the Vajra Art to perfection, but the Nascent Soul that had originally been virtual also, with the help of spiritual medicine, quickly re-condensed.

But what he never expected was that the day his Nascent Soul re-condensed was the day the Spirit Realm Heavenly Tribulation descended.

Han Li was caught off guard and could only bite the bullet and endure it.

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