Chapter 315: True Demon Swallows Thunder

But he figured it out almost instantly.

Qiao Ling was not an ordinary cultivator.

He inherited the Demon Dao inheritance of the ancient Demon Ancestor Luo Hou and condensed the only True Demon luck in the Three Realms.

Such an existence itself was an anomaly in the Heavenly Dao order.

The Heavenly Dao emphasizes balance; now it should be the time for the Fomen to flourish, but the luck of the Demon Dao has suddenly revived, so the Heavenly Dao naturally wants to descend a test far exceeding the norm on this suddenly appearing True Demon, especially one about to complete its first transformation.

"What is the tribulation you sensed?" Su Chen put down his teacup.

Qiao Ling shook his head: "I can't say clearly. It's just that every time I try to impact that barrier, a very strong sense of crisis rises in the depths of my spiritual platform."

Su Chen pondered for a moment and stood up.

"Follow me."

The two left the cave dwelling, Su Chen led Qiao Ling and soared into the sky, arriving at a valley full of stones.

The valley was full of strange rocks, with not a blade of grass growing.

The ground and cliffs were covered with axe marks of varying depths, the rocks were chopped into pieces, and some places were even eroded into black by killing intent.

This was where Su Chen practiced the "Heavenly Gang Thirty-Six Axes" bitterly back then; this place only had stone mountains that were harder than unusual, which was most suitable for crossing the tribulation.

Su Chen raised his hand and cast a sound-transmission spell, heading straight for the Water Curtain Cave direction.

A moment later, a golden light swept over from the south.

Sun Wukong landed at the mouth of the valley and said: "Little Brother, you said this kid is crossing the tribulation?"

"Yes, Brother Monkey, trouble you to help me seal off the entire valley, do not let the demons of the Demon Alliance approach, so as not to be accidentally injured."

Sun Wukong nodded, turned around, and left with a somersault, finding a demon general on duty, and ordered Su Chen's request.

The system of the Flower Fruit Mountain Demon Alliance operated rapidly, and in less than a quarter of an hour, this valley was cleared.

In the valley, Qiao Ling walked to a flat giant rock and sat down cross-legged.

He looked at Su Chen.

Su Chen stood at the mouth of the valley, standing with his hands behind his back, and nodded at him.

"Break through with peace of mind."

Qiao Ling closed his eyes and no longer suppressed the cultivation he had accumulated for five years.

As Qiao Ling released his restraints, a gale wind blew for no reason over the clear sky of Flower Fruit Mountain.

Immediately after, the blue sky above his head seemed to have been splashed with a pot of ink, and the pitch-black tribulation clouds spread crazily in all directions with the valley as the center.

The tribulation clouds blocked the sky and sun, shrouding the entire valley within it.

Su Chen looked up, and what rolled in the depths of the tribulation clouds were not the silver-white lightning of ordinary heavenly tribulations, but streaks of black lightning.

That lightning contained an extremely pure law of destruction.

The terrifying heavenly might poured down from the tribulation clouds, invisibly affecting the entire area, and the demon soldiers on the outer blockade line retreated one after another, not daring to face the heavenly might directly.

Sun Wukong returned and landed beside Su Chen.

He looked up at the heavenly tribulation, his face full of doubt: "What kind of thunder is this?"

Inside the northern peak cave dwelling, Bai Ze put down the chess piece in his hand.

Those white, pupil-less eyes looked straight toward the back mountain direction.

"This is a Heavenly Dao thunder tribulation, actually descending on a child who has not yet become an immortal."

Bai Ze whispered, his voice filled with solemnity that could not be hidden.

"Is the Heavenly Dao not intending to let that child live?"

And at this moment, the first black divine thunder formed above the valley.

That thunder pillar was as thick as a water bucket, falling straight down from ten thousand feet in the sky, the terrifying momentum making one's scalp tingle.

Qiao Ling opened his eyes; he did not dodge, nor did he stand up.

The dark golden demonic pattern at the center of his brow lit up with a faint light, and his right hand slowly raised, condensing a gray-white airflow in his palm.

Great Freedom Demonic Energy turned into a curtain of light as thin as a cicada's wing, greeting the destructive thunder.

"Boom!"

The thunder light struck the curtain of light.

The moment the black thunder light as thick as a water bucket hit the gray-white curtain of light, it was peeled off and decomposed layer by layer, finally turning into a few wisps of blue smoke and dissipating in the air.

At the mouth of the valley, Sun Wukong saw this scene and clicked his tongue in wonder.

"Hiss, what kind of method is this kid using, actually decomposing the heavenly tribulation?"

Su Chen stood beside him, saying nothing; he knew this was just the beginning.

Sure enough, the tribulation clouds seemed to be enraged.

The black clouds rolled and contracted crazily, and bursts of dull thunder came from the depths of the clouds, and several black thunder pillars intertwined and fused into one in the clouds.

The next moment, a thunder dragon, pitch black all over and a hundred feet long, poked its head out from the tribulation clouds.

The thunder dragon's eyes were like torches, its body covered with the patterns of destruction laws; this was not a natural phenomenon, but the manifestation of the Heavenly Dao's will, wanting to personally wipe out this anomaly that should not have appeared at this time.

The thunder dragon dived down, its giant mouth wide open, and wherever it passed, space was cracking.

Qiao Ling looked up at the thunder dragon rushing toward him and stood up.

"Great Freedom True Meaning."

Qiao Ling rushed into the sky to meet the thunder dragon, his arms spread wide, as if embracing the long sky, actively meeting the giant mouth of the thunder dragon.

The thunder dragon passed through his body without any obstruction.

The black destructive thunder raged crazily within his body, his skin cracked inch by inch, and blood shot out from the wounds, being evaporated into blood mist in mid-air by the thunder light. His internal organs and extraordinary meridians were all enduring an impact far exceeding the limit.

But the dark golden demonic pattern at the center of his brow emitted light at this moment.

The Tathagata Dao Fruit foundation assimilated within his body operated with full force under the stimulation of the thunder tribulation.

The deep accumulation of the Fomen's World Honored One turned into excellent fuel for him to refine the heavenly tribulation at this moment.

"Swallow!"

Qiao Ling roared.

The Great Freedom Demonic Energy within his body surged, and a gray-white vortex formed with his dantian as the center, locking, crushing, and refining the thunder dragon that had entered his body layer by layer.

Those decomposed black thunder powers did not dissipate, but were swallowed up by the vortex, transformed into the vast nourishment for his cultivation.

Northern peak cave dwelling, Bai Ze's face showed shock.

"He is actually refining the heavenly punishment!"

Bai Ze's pupil-less white eyes were full of incredulity.

"This child is taking the killing thunder descended by the Heavenly Dao and using it as nourishment for proving the Dao!"

Time passed, and as the last wisp of black thunder light was swallowed up by the gray-white vortex, the tribulation clouds above his head trembled violently, and then began to dissipate.

The moment the tribulation clouds dissipated, Heavenly Dao sweet dew descended from the sky, falling on Qiao Ling's body covered in wounds.

Heavenly Dao feedback; this was the reward after crossing the heavenly tribulation.

Even if the Heavenly Dao wanted to kill him, there was inevitably feedback after crossing the tribulation; rules were rules, and even the Heavenly Dao itself had to abide by them.

As the sweet dew entered his body, the shocking wounds on Qiao Ling's body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A tyrannical, lawless aura swept out from within his body.

This was True Demon pressure.

Outside the mountain valley, the small demons who were close sensed this pressure, and suddenly felt as if they were being stared at by some terrifying existence.

Beside Su Chen, Sun Wukong saw this scene and blurted out a sentence.

"Little Brother, why don't you give this disciple to Old Sun."

In the valley, Qiao Ling, who had finished crossing the tribulation, landed slowly.

His face was still as gentle as jade, the demonic pattern at the center of his brow restrained its brilliance, hiding back beneath his skin.

Qiao Ling walked to Su Chen and Sun Wukong and bowed.

"Thank you, Master and Great Sage, for guarding the law." ===== CHAPTER 316 =====