Chapter 129

Soul Formation tribulation?

Wang Ping's heart jumped; that kind of tribulation, even if just a stray arc of lightning leaked out, could blast him into ashes!

Since the silver stone gate has already given such a warning, after thinking it over, Wang Ping decided to still cultivate properly in the lower realm!

After all, that terrifying cultivation speed is undoubtedly a great temptation for him.

Hum!

The silver stone gate trembled, the crossing began, and Wang Ping also snapped out of his reverie.

A flash of silver light, and he vanished from the spot!

Spirit Realm, Mysterious Yellow Domain! Bright King City, east eight thousand li!

In an unnamed mountain range, over twenty young Foundation Establishment cultivators were cautiously advancing through the mountains.

"Hahaha! Finally able to come out! This trial, I, Liu Haodong, will definitely make it into the top ten!"

Among the twenty, a young cultivator who looked only eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing blue spirit armor, strode forward with a haughty expression.

Those words were just spoken by him.

"Liu Haodong! Stop bragging! This time, Bright King City has thirteen thousand Foundation Establishment cultivators; making it into the top hundred would already be good!"

A young Foundation Establishment cultivator with a similarly youthful face, hearing his companion's boastful words, curled his lip and retorted.

"That's not necessarily certain; I have already cultivated a false Dao technique, and with the magic treasure given by my clan, even a second-rank mid-stage demonic beast I can fight a round. If I really slay a second-rank mid-stage demonic beast, I will definitely make it into the top fifty; if I slay another, getting into the top ten is not impossible! You say, right? Ming Ge!"

Liu Haodong had blind self-confidence in himself, and the Ming Ge he mentioned turned his head over, helplessly saying:

"Haodong! This arrogant vigor of yours needs to be restrained; the outside world is not as safe as Bright King City, those demonic beasts are naturally thick-skinned and strong-boned, even our human body tempering cultivators overall cannot match them, even if we grasp a seven-pattern magic treasure, we may not be able to slay them!"

"Hahaha! Ming Ge! If Haodong weren't arrogant, would he still be Liu Haodong?"

Upon saying this, over twenty young cultivators burst out laughing!

Over twenty young Foundation Establishment cultivators, following a certain position and distance, proceeded leisurely between the mountains.

The leader, Ming Ge, is an outstanding disciple of the Ye family, one of the thirty-six great clans of Bright King City, named Ye Ming!

He is the up-and-coming star of the Ye family of Bright King City, closely watched by this generation.

This time they were allowed to leave the city to participate in Bright King City's annual Foundation Establishment trial; only Foundation Establishment cultivators under twenty-five years old are eligible to participate.

This team of twenty-two, Ye Ming is the oldest, now twenty-three years old, has already cultivated to the peak of early-stage Foundation Establishment; moreover, he has perfectly mastered his own eight-pattern innate magic treasure.

Therefore, these twenty-two take him as their center.

This time, the scope of Bright King City's Foundation Establishment trial is a valley eight thousand li east of the city, lasting ten days!

The minimum requirement of the trial is to slay a second-rank early-stage demonic beast to pass.

Cultivators who pass not only can receive rewards, but can also enter the Dao Academy established by the human race.

The more demonic beasts slain, the greater the rewards naturally!

Before participating in the trial, Ye Ming had already conducted detailed information gathering on this valley; the places where second-rank demonic beasts might exist were all firmly memorized by them.

The place they are heading to this time is a nest of about six second-rank demonic beasts.

With the strength of these twenty-two, taking down these demonic beasts is no problem. Afterwards, he also set several other goals!

Ang!

A loud beastly roar sounded, and the sudden situation caused Ye Ming to immediately halt his body.

"There's a demonic beast!"

"Wahahaha! Finally seeing a wild demonic beast, Ming Ge, let's go!" Liu Haodong exclaimed excitedly.

Ye Ming glanced at him, not understanding the situation at all, and just knew to go.

Ang!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A sound came again from ahead!

"Ming Ge! Someone ahead is fighting a ferocious beast; let's go check it out!" From behind, a young cultivator named Fang Yuan asked, slightly excited.

Ye Ming pondered for a moment, finally nodded, and turned back to say: "Everyone, advance carefully, conceal yourselves! Xiao Yue, rely on your No Light Technique!"

"Hehe! Don't worry, Brother Ming Ge! With me here, I guarantee you won't be discovered!" The reply came from a girl wearing light red spiritual armor.

"Alright! Let's go then!" Ye Ming announced.

As soon as his words fell, twenty-one young Foundation Establishment cultivators surged forward.

The source of the sound was not far away; after a moment, Ye Ming led the team to a halt, then exerted his full vision to look ahead.

However, what his eyes saw not only left him stunned, but even the twenty-one companions behind him were also stunned, nobody daring to let out a breath.

At a distance of one li ahead, a young cultivator with a crystal great seal hovering above his head was battling a crimson-pattern gold elephant almost as large as a small mountain!

Around him, six similar crimson-pattern gold elephants had already collapsed on the ground, large amounts of blood flowing out, making the aura ahead bloody and surging.

Glug!

Liu Haodong swallowed a mouthful of saliva; even with his arrogant nature, he couldn't help but be frightened.

Not to mention the others!

Ang!

Ahead, the crimson-pattern gold elephant swung its long trunk, and a mighty elephant cry rang out! The surrounding debris, the blood on the ground, and the flowers, grasses, and spiritual trees were all shattered by this cry.

Centered on the person and beast, within a radius of a hundred zhang, a scene of bloody mist filling the sky instantly appeared.

"The crimson-pattern gold elephant is about to go berserk! This is its desperate prelude; once the sound ends, it will shatter the crimson-gold demonic patterns on its body, at which point its strength and speed will greatly increase, allowing it within a short time to oppose tenfold with a single force! That cultivator doesn't know if he can still block it!"

Ye Ming whispered an explanation to everyone.

As soon as his words fell, a sound that none of them could understand rang out from ahead.

"Damn! This trick again! Can't you stupid elephant change up your act?"

This cultivator was none other than Wang Ping, who had sneaked from the lower realm into the spiritual realm two hours ago.

After the restriction was lifted, he finally saw the true spirit realm, but before he could carefully appreciate its scenery, he was attacked by a rodent demon beast the size of a wild boar.

He instinctively tried to fly away, but found he could not fly at all; this delay had already plunged him into a life-and-death crisis.

At the critical moment of life and death, he instantly turned into a rolling gourd, rolling over and over seven or eight times before barely escaping the fatal danger.

After he subsequently beheaded the lead demon rat, he inadvertently entered the territory of these demon elephants.

Right after, the battle began; the outbreak of this battle was inexplicable—he had merely entered their territory.

It provoked these demon elephants into a frenzied attack, and the battle lasted a full two hours.

The six demon beast corpses lying on the ground are his battle achievements from these two hours.

Wang Ping felt fortunate that he could now bring his magical treasure into the spirit realm; otherwise he might have already perished when he first encountered those demon elephants.

Now this one is the last, and it is also the strongest.

They have already fought for half an hour, and the demon elephants are growing ever more furious, about to unleash that forbidden technique which shatters the golden markings on their bodies.

Faced with this desperate, underhanded tactic, Wang Ping felt utterly helpless.

By observing the previous few demon elephants, Wang Ping realized that the best solution was to slay it before it could finish casting the forbidden technique!

Therefore, he must not allow this demon elephant to successfully cast the forbidden technique.