Chapter 592: Dragon‑Forming Thunder Tribulation
Sizzle—
The earth was corroded; the surrounding flowers, grasses, and trees all withered, becoming part of the poison gas.
No other creature survived; the Ten Thousand Poison Demon King's venom was too terrifying.
Any creature that contacts the deadly poison dies instantly, leaving no bones.
Chen Chuyang briefly examined the toxicity; it was extremely strong. Living long‑term in such poison gas, even he might collapse. One can imagine how powerful this toxin is, having fused tens of thousands of poisons into a unique toxin.
The venom is frightening, the poison gas even more so; the gas rising into the sky spread all around, the entire sky became a black, oppressive mass. The Ten Thousand Poison Demon King's massive body bathed in the gas, like a fish in water.
In contrast, the others were not so lucky; they held their breath, dared not continue fighting, dared not breathe—inhale a breath of poison gas and they would die on the spot.
Heavenly Dragon Daoist's complexion was terrible, as ugly as ink; he kept distancing himself from the Ten Thousand Poison Demon King, yet he was unwilling—so many Heavenly Heart Sect disciples had died, he could not leave this place.
Yu Chongzi also felt unwilling and said, "Senior Uncle, the Ten Thousand Poison Demon King must die; the junior brothers cannot die in vain."
"Senior Uncle knows, but this poison gas is too massive; we cannot breathe normally, so we cannot fight." Heavenly Dragon Daoist frowned and said, "The Ten Thousand Poison Demon King's poison‑gas cloud keeps expanding, becoming denser, greatly affecting us. Once battle starts, I cannot guarantee your safety."
Even he might risk falling.
The Ten Thousand Poison Demon King had calculated everything; his poison gas was the most terrifying, not to mention his body shimmering with Buddha light, which could be struck at any moment.
Yu Chongzi clenched his fist, bitterly saying, "Senior Uncle, you need not worry about me; the nephew will protect himself, the Ten Thousand Poison Demon King must die."
"If he succeeds in dragon transformation, we probably won't be able to leave."
Now is a good chance; the Ten Thousand Poison Demon King is at his weakest. If we don't act and kill him now, there will be no opportunity.
Heavenly Dragon Daoist naturally knew, but he… didn't want to go.
"Yu Chongzi, nephew, what do you think?"
Heavenly Dragon Daoist wanted to leave this place, didn't want to fight.
He also didn't want to interrupt the Ten Thousand Poison Demon King's dragon transformation; the surrounding danger made him very uncomfortable.
Poison gas, venom, and Buddha light—Jing Yuheng and the others stopped acting, kept away from the poison gas; the Black Dragon Guard no longer intervened in the dragon‑forming battle, or rather, they were waiting for the thunder tribulation to arrive. The dragon‑forming tribulation had just begun; it wasn't so easy to get through.
There was also the hidden Mu Longhao, another being hard to kill.
If careless, they might remain here.
Yu Chongzi shook his head, "Senior Uncle, the master's mission is to have us stop the Ten Thousand Poison Demon King's dragon transformation, it's just poison gas."
Boom—
A thunderclap shook the heavens and earth.
That layer of poison gas suddenly began to disperse; a bolt of lightning appeared, cleaving the gas cloud.
Dark clouds piled up.
Black clouds pressed the city.
Within a five‑kilometre radius, the poison cloud turned into a thunder cloud; after a thunderclap, the sound of lightning bombardment kept echoing.
The sky and the earth were bombarded by lightning.
The Ten Thousand Poison Demon King's body trembled, and the dragon‑forming trend temporarily halted.
There was no further dragon transformation, nor any metamorphosis.
Instead, he lifted his head and stared into the depths of the dark clouds.
Boom—
Lightning, bombarding.
Bombard again.
Chen Chuyang smiled, "The thunder tribulation is coming."
"To transform into a dragon, one must cross a tribulation; this calamity is even more terrifying than the Golden Core thunder tribulation."
He had never seen a dragon‑forming thunder tribulation, yet could feel how terrifying the gathering lightning was.
Within a five‑kilometre radius, the thunder‑tribulation clouds filled the area; once fully brewed, the scene would be dreadfully terrifying.
It dwarfed the Golden Core thunder tribulation by an unknown magnitude; it seemed the Ten Thousand Poison Demon King's true calamity was approaching.
Beast tribulation, human tribulation—nothing compared to this; the thunder tribulation descended together.
Three tribulations descended together, and the Ten Thousand Poison Demon King's scheme would fail.
"Three tribulations descend together; the thunder tribulation arrives earlier than imagined."
"The Ten Thousand Poison Demon King will be ruined."
Chen Chuyang looked up, stared at the thunder‑tribulation cloud, and gradually pressed it down.
The terrifying lightning aura made his body feel delighted.
At this moment, it was an excellent chance to comprehend lightning law.
The dragon‑forming thunder tribulation is a higher‑grade trial than the Heaven tribulation.
The lightning law he could comprehend would naturally become more profound.
Underground, Mu Longhao's body shivered.
"Indeed, it has finally arrived; this thunder tribulation has at last come."
"Ten Thousand Poison Demon King, you thought yourself clever; now, with three tribulations descending together, how will you… resist these thunder tribulations?"
"Those people will not let you transform into a dragon."
This battle has taken a different turn here.
The Ten Thousand Poison Demon King calculated everything, except he missed the thunder tribulation.
The thunder tribulation arrived early; the Ten Thousand Poison Demon King will be ruined.
Whether those humans will act together with the thunder tribulation is unknown.
"Can the Heavenly Dragon Daoist harden his heart and strike?"
"The Heavenly Heart Sect disciples were trapped to death; he will not forgive the Ten Thousand Poison Demon King."
Mu Longhao stared at his surroundings, always feeling that danger lurked beneath the heavenly tribulation.
But he had checked several times and could not see the source of danger.
"Strange, too strange, I clearly sense danger, but..."
Danger, sometimes present, sometimes absent.
When he wanted to look for it, the danger had disappeared.
Mu Longhao looked around again, but could not find where the danger was.
"It can't be wrong; this feeling—could it be that person has also come?"
In an instant, Mu Longhao's scalp went numb; if that were the case, then they—
"Gurgle."
Thinking of this, Mu Longhao choked up, his whole body trembling.
The uncontrollable trembling amplified his soul power, seeking that person's location.
He could not feel it.
No matter how many times he tried, it was the same; he could not sense it.
Mu Longhao drenched in sweat, stared at his surroundings.
Once.
Twice.
Three or four times.
After feeling many times in a row, he sensed nothing.
"Damn it, that person has definitely come; my feeling won't be wrong."
"It's him, it's him; only he can give me this sense of danger."
Mu Longhao wouldn't be mistaken in his sensing; that person is nearby.
Unconsciously, he began to descend.
He must not show his head, absolutely must not show his head.
That person is surely waiting for him.
"I can't go out anymore."
"Ten Thousand Poison Demon King, go die; you go die yourself, this king won't accompany you."
Mu Longhao didn't think, just ran away.
This place is unsafe; run farther away to see.
He certainly didn't want to run into Chen Chuyang; once he found his whereabouts, Mu Longhao would die.
Filled with psychological trauma toward Chen Chuyang, he knew that once that person made a move, he would be wiped out.
Flee, flee immediately.
After running to a faraway place, Mu Longhao felt that danger dissipate, then he breathed a sigh of relief, not daring to peek outside.
"Boom—"
A bolt of lightning suddenly descended, bombarding the Ten Thousand Poison Demon King's body.
"Hum."
End of Chapter
