Chapter 688

The black tribulation clouds slowly gathered.

Ten miles.

One hundred miles.

One thousand miles.

Ten thousand miles!

The oppressive black tribulation clouds almost covered the entire Joyous Union Sect, and the sky over the four great halls turned dark.

Looking up, one could only see the wandering lightning snakes and the endless black thunderclouds.

Many disciples who were busy couldn't help but stop and look up at the thunderclouds above their heads.

"What's the situation? Why is there such a terrifying thundercloud? It's already pressing down for ten thousand miles; could it be that some elder is breaking through?"

"It doesn't seem like it. Although this thundercloud looks vast and boundless, its actual power doesn't seem to be that strong. It's like... many Heavenly Tribulations pieced together?"

"Then it can't be that hundreds of disciples are breaking through at the same time, right? That possibility is even smaller than the elders breaking through their realms."

The people of the Joyous Union Sect looked at the sudden anomaly, their faces filled with confusion.

At this time, the expression of Kang Qizu in the Hall of No-Thought had already changed, and a look of terror appeared in his eyes.

Ye Lin didn't lie to him; this guy actually really created a man-made Heavenly Tribulation!

A look of ruthlessness appeared in Kang Qizu's eyes.

He didn't sit and wait for death, but immediately took the opportunity to attack.

"Eight Desolations Wither-and-Flourish Finger!"

Kang Qizu's movements were very fast, not giving Ye Lin any time to react at all.

This time, he used all the strength in his entire body and pointed a finger hard at Ye Lin's glabella.

Bang!

Ye Lin's head exploded instantly like a ripe watermelon.

Kang Qizu was still not at ease and took out a Soul-Suppressing Talisman and stuck it on Ye Lin's headless corpse.

"Eight Desolations Extreme Fire!"

At the same time, he pinched a spell again, and a yellow flame rose rapidly, wrapping Ye Lin's entire body inside.

The yellow flame carried a terrifying high temperature, causing the surrounding space to begin to distort.

And Ye Lin's body was soon burned into a pile of ashes.

After doing all this, Kang Qizu finally stopped, panting heavily.

He was not confident in dealing with the thundercloud that was pressing down for ten thousand miles and about to fall, so he could only act in advance to solve Ye Lin first.

Kang Qizu originally thought that as long as Ye Lin was solved, the ten-thousand-mile thundercloud would naturally collapse on its own.

But what he didn't expect was that even though Ye Lin had been ground to dust by him, the thundercloud in the sky showed no sign of dissipating at all; instead, it emitted even more violent fluctuations.

"How is this possible?"

Kang Qizu's expression changed; the caster was gone, so how could the spell and divine ability still be maintained?

"If you're bad, practice more; don't be so surprised."

Ye Lin walked out from the side, completely unharmed. Seeing this scene, Kang Qizu's eyeballs almost popped out.

"I clearly killed you twice, and the second time I even ground you to dust; how can you be fine?"

"Haven't you heard of a forbidden spell called the Substitute-Death Technique?"

Ye Lin raised his hand.

"Lightning, come!"

Above the sky, lightning fell, connecting with Ye Lin's palm, and silver-white lightning light shot straight into the clouds.

Ye Lin held the lightning in his palm, like a lightning immortal descending to the world, and his deep eyes turned silver-white at this moment.

"I can't beat your great-grandfather, but I can't beat you, grandson?"

Ye Lin waved his hand, and the brilliant, dazzling lightning attacked Kang Qizu.

"If the next nine hundred and ninety-nine lightning strikes don't kill you, I'll leave."

"If there aren't, then it's heaven's will."

Before the first lightning strike fell on Kang Qizu, the second heavenly lightning had already followed!

A look of horror appeared in Kang Qizu's eyes; he finally understood what Ye Lin meant by the man-made Heavenly Tribulation just now.

Even if he were a Yin-Yang Realm cultivator, he would absolutely not be able to withstand such a terrifying Heavenly Tribulation.

The first heavenly lightning fell, and Kang Qizu condensed a desolate shield to barely resist it.

The second heavenly lightning fell, and countless spiderweb-like cracks had already appeared on his desolate shield.

The third heavenly lightning fell, and the desolate shield shattered upon impact; Kang Qizu retreated repeatedly, a strange flush appearing on his face.

"Very good, three heavenly lightning strikes didn't kill you; withstand nine hundred and ninety-six more, and you'll be safe." Ye Lin smiled.

Kang Qizu couldn't care about that much anymore and took out a token directly, with the word "Nu" written on it in a dragon-flying-phoenix-dancing style.

"It's Elder Nu's identity token!"

A disciple recognized the origin of the token, and his expression changed.

The next second, Kang Qizu used Elder Nu's token to activate the Hall of No-Thought's protective array!

As evil cultivators, there were naturally many magic arrays within the Joyous Union Sect that could weaken lightning tribulations.

Otherwise, many evil cultivators would probably die every time they broke through a realm.

Once the Hall of No-Thought's protective array was activated, the thundercloud gathering in the sky lost its effect on Kang Qizu.

From then on, no matter how the lightning fell, it would be blocked by the protective array.

Kang Qizu, who had survived the disaster, panted heavily, with lingering fear in his eyes.

Fortunately, his great-grandfather doted on him and gave him the identity token; otherwise, he would probably have been struck to death by the heavenly lightning just now.

He really couldn't understand why a Heaven-Stiff Realm cultivator would have such bizarre means.

Could the backlash of a forbidden spell be completely ignored by this guy?

After successfully blocking all the World-Extinguishing Wild Lightning released by Ye Lin outside the protective array, Kang Qizu's eyes gradually became sinister.

"Attacking a member of the Punishment Hall is a crime compounded; you must have your soul destroyed!"

"No matter who you are or what your identity is, I want your life today!"

Saying this, Kang Qizu used the identity token to borrow the power of the protective array to kill Ye Lin directly.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Ye Lin suddenly looked at him with affection and charming eyes, asking affectionately.

"Brother, I like you. Want to mess around?"

Kang Qizu froze in place, his body trembling, and the hand holding the identity token shook.

He was a Yin-Yang Realm cultivator with extremely developed hearing, so by the time he realized what he had heard, it was already too late.

The onlookers of the Hall of No-Thought disciples were also stunned. Weren't these two people fighting to the death a second ago? Why did they suddenly start confessing?

And don't say... it's kind of shippable... what's going on...

In this situation, it's hard for anyone to remain indifferent.

It's like you have a conflict with someone, and the two of you are brawling, fist to flesh, and then suddenly the other person says.

"Brother, you smell so good."

Would you panic in this situation? Would your gut tighten?

Just as Kang Qizu was stunned, three flying swords flew out silently from the darkness—one stabbed his kidney, one stabbed his gallbladder, and the last flying sword slashed horizontally, cutting off the hand he was holding the identity token with!

The severed arm holding the token drew a beautiful parabola and fell to the ground.

"Ah!!!"

Kang Qizu let out a shrill scream, and Ye Lin also arrived in front of him at this time, stepping with the Heaven-Stiff Void-Escaping Step, and kicked him fiercely.

"You dog, still using the array to suppress me, huh? Keep using it!"

Kang Qizu was kicked and rolled all over the floor, and with two flying swords still stuck in his body, he left two large pools of blood every time he rolled.

The disciples of the Hall of No-Thought were confused again. Where did these flying swords come from? They clearly didn't see Ye Lin perform any sword techniques.

Wait!

A look of terror appeared on the faces of the Hall of No-Thought disciples.

They seemed to know why the flying swords suddenly flew out; Ye Lin's words just now were not asking Kang Qizu if he wanted to become dao companions, but were calling the three flying swords!

What kind of good person gives flying swords such names? Truly a member of the demonic path!

The disciples of the Hall of No-Thought all shivered in unison.

At this time, Elder Nu also rushed to the scene quickly; he naturally sensed Kang Qizu using his identity token to activate the protective array just now.

Seeing his precious great-grandson being kicked around by Ye Lin, his anger surged, and he sternly questioned.

"Ye Xiehong, what are you doing!"

Ye Lin was stunned for a moment; he was curious if Elder Nu's eyes were just for show, or if his mask didn't have holes, as he couldn't see such obvious movements.

But considering that he was a refined and gentle person who always followed the principle of being kind to others, Ye Lin explained very thoughtfully.

"Hello, Elder Nu, I am currently kicking your grandson."