Chapter 40: The Tribulation of the Ancient Sacred Body: One Hundred Thousand Lightning Tribulations Tempering the Body, Breaking Thr

Jun Xiaoyao, merely ten years old, was already a ninth-layer True Spirit realm expert, enough to shock the four corners of the land.

But now, seeing Jun Xiaoyao’s aura surge once more, everyone in the hall stood frozen, mouths agape.

Is he about to break through again?

“Bad news—is this the Tribulation of the Ancient Sacred Body?” Jun Zhantian looked up at the churning dark clouds, his brows tightening.

Ordinary cultivators, when breaking from True Spirit to Divine Bridge realm, face no heavenly tribulation.

But the Ancient Sacred Body is different.

This physique is rejected by heaven and earth, bound not only by ten primordial chains since birth.

Each time the Ancient Sacred Body makes a major leap in realm, heaven sends down punishment.

And the leap from True Spirit to Divine Bridge is such a major leap.

Seeing this spectacle, not just Jun Zhantian, but all the guests noticed as well.

“Could that be… the Tribulation of the Ancient Sacred Body?”

“Yes, legends say the Ancient Sacred Body always draws heavenly tribulation when crossing major realms—now the Jun family’s divine heir is in trouble.”

For cultivators, nothing is more feared than Tribulation Crossing.

One misstep, and you die, your Dao erased, all success and failure turned to dust.

And for the Ancient Sacred Body, the heavenly tribulation summoned is even stronger than ordinary ones.

Ordinary prodigies might not survive even a single strike.

“Xiaoyao, don’t worry—your grandfather and the elders will guard your path!”

Jun Zhantian and a group of clan elders stepped forward, radiating the aura of Saint-level masters.

In the past, many factions had tried to cultivate Ancient Sacred Bodies.

Each time an Ancient Sacred Body underwent Tribulation Crossing, a host of powerful cultivators would guard their path, aiding them through the heavenly tribulation.

Yet Jun Xiaoyao’s celestial, handsome face remained as calm as still water, his eyes utterly unruffled.

“Grandfather, no need. This mere heavenly tribulation is nothing—let me handle it alone…”

Hearing Jun Xiaoyao’s words, Jun Zhantian and the others froze.

The expressions of the surrounding cultivators also hardened into shock.

At that moment, the heavenly tribulation finally coalesced into a torrent of lightning and descended!

The terrifying tribulation pressure made all hearts tremble!

Jun Xiaoyao stood in midair, his black hair like silk, flowing with divine radiance, gently swaying in the wind.

His white robes, pure as snow, fluttered like those of a celestial immortal ready to ride the wind away.

Jun Xiaoyao raised one hand, and the Hellish Crucible reappeared once more.

The torrent of lightning crashed directly into the Hellish Crucible.

Instantly, Jun Xiaoyao’s body trembled.

From within him, boundless golden blood qi surged upward, and a colossal golden ancient divine elephant phantom emerged, radiating a vast, world-crushing might!

The elephant’s trunk drew upward, and the rolling thunder surged into Jun Xiaoyao’s body.

“One hundred thousand lightning tribulations—forge my immortal sacred body!”

Jun Xiaoyao did not fear the tribulation—he used it as a tool to temper his Ancient Sacred Body.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The lightning kept falling, yet could not harm Jun Xiaoyao—merely push him back slightly.

“This… he’s literally a monster…” The cultivators from various factions stared speechless.

Which prodigy, when undergoing tribulation, doesn’t tremble in fear, terrified of annihilation?

Yet Jun Xiaoyao treats the heavenly tribulation as nourishment, forging his own body.

“Alas, I underestimated Xiaoyao…” Jun Zhantian and the elders sighed, shaking their heads.

Sometimes Jun Xiaoyao’s talent made even these Saint-level masters feel their Dao hearts cracking.

If even they felt this way, how must the young prodigies who came to the banquet feel?

“I feel I’ll never catch up to the Jun family’s divine heir…”

“Yes, in this age of fierce competition, it’s as if the stage belongs solely to the Jun family’s divine heir…”

Even top prodigies from major factions spoke thus, their Dao hearts beginning to fracture.

In the end, the tribulation could not touch Jun Xiaoyao.

“Disperse!”

Jun Xiaoyao pushed forward with one palm; the ancient divine elephant phantom roared to the heavens, reversing the lightning into the sky, shattering the vast black storm clouds!

Heaven and earth finally returned to light.

And Jun Xiaoyao’s gains were most pleasing.

First, his cultivation base broke through into the Divine Bridge realm—and not just that, he leapt directly to the late stage of Divine Bridge.

The Divine Bridge realm is divided into early stage, middle stage, late stage, and perfect completion.

Upon reaching perfect completion, the divine bridge within the body is fully constructed.

Then comes the Unity realm, where spirit and flesh merge into perfect harmony.

After that, one seeks Dao seeds, Immortal seeds, and other essences to integrate into oneself—this is called Union with Dao.

After uniting with the Dao, one enters the Nirvana realm, where one seeks fire seeds to purify the divine palace within the brain, transforming the Primordial Spirit into a Yuan Shen.

After Nirvana, power surges, reaching the Heaven-Piercing realm.

Finally, one ignites the Divine Flame, opening the path to the Saint realm.

Divine Bridge, Unity, Union with Dao, Nirvana, Heaven-Piercing, Divine Flame!

These are the mid-stage cultivation realms.

Beyond them lie the Saint realm tiers.

And Jun Xiaoyao, at only ten years old, had reached the late stage of Divine Bridge—truly an absolute prodigy.

Usually, prodigies his age are still lingering in the Divine Palace or True Spirit realms.

Even Long Hao had barely entered the Divine Bridge realm, relying solely on Dragon Yuan energy.

Aside from his realm, Jun Xiaoyao, through the power of the lightning tribulation and Dragon Yuan energy, awakened another ten thousand giant elephant micro-particles within his body.

That is, Jun Xiaoyao’s current physical strength reached a staggering five hundred million jin!

This was utterly terrifying!

An ordinary prodigy’s physical strength barely reached tens of millions of jin at most.

Even top prodigies rarely surpassed a few million, maybe ten million jin.

Jun Xiaoyao possessed five hundred million jin of divine strength.

Moreover, Jun Xiaoyao discovered that his Supreme Bone within his chest was also absorbing the power of the tribulation and Dragon Yuan.

“It seems the Heaven’s Tribulation Light is not the full form of this ability—I must find ways to nourish this bone further,” Jun Xiaoyao thought silently.

The Supreme Bone, like the Ancient Sacred Body, holds infinite potential and will accompany Jun Xiaoyao forever.

But similarly, these two special physiques demand vast quantities of heavenly treasures and elixirs for nourishment.

They are both bottomless pits.

“Thankfully I was born into an Ancient Sacred Clan—if I’d been born into a minor family, I’d barely have enough resources, let alone cultivation.”

Jun Xiaoyao sighed again—being born into the right family truly is an art.

“Oh, I almost forgot about the Supreme Sovereign’s flesh.” Jun Xiaoyao thought.

“Here, Brother Xiaoyao, eat dragon meat!” Jiang Luoli, radiant and exquisite, with a luminous glow on her snow-white forehead, was sharp-witted and had been watching Jun Xiaoyao closely.

Now she brought a plate of roasted dragon meat and offered it to Jun Xiaoyao, blinking her sparkling eyes, looking as sweet and obedient as could be.

“Thank you,” Jun Xiaoyao nodded faintly.

His manner of eating was even more composed and elegant than Jiang Luoli’s.

Undeniably, the life essence of Supreme Sovereign-level dragon meat was astonishing—his Supreme Bone within his chest was greedily absorbing it.

Jun Xiaoyao eagerly awaited the day his Supreme Bone would transform.

Even the Heaven’s Tribulation Light was already this powerful.

If it transformed again, how mighty would his Supreme Bone become?

“After the Ten-Year Banquet sign-in, next comes the Yuan Tian Supreme Sovereign’s Secret Treasury sign-in—I’ll need to prepare for that,” Jun Xiaoyao thought.

The rewards from sign-ins have been incredibly rich: the Completed Ancient Sacred Body, the Divine Elephant Subduing Hell Technique, the Supreme Bone—all have greatly aided him.

Jun Xiaoyao was curious—what reward would he receive from signing in at the Yuan Tian Supreme Sovereign’s Secret Treasury?

“And that Xiao Chen—I wonder if he still holds any value for me to harvest,” Jun Xiaoyao mused.

After the Ten-Year Banquet, Jun Xiaoyao could finally step out into the Immortal Realm.

He was deeply eager for this vast, boundless Immortal Realm.

“I hope this age of fierce competition won’t bore me too much…” Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, gazing upward and sighing.

He carried the air of a peerless warrior, utterly alone in his invincibility.