Chapter 1329: Breaking Through in Battle Is No Match for a Strong Backing

The Dao Fruit of Creation is what Wu Yao pondered for a long time before deciding to condense.

This Dao Fruit can manipulate creation, transform all things, bestow creation upon oneself, alter fate, and turn misfortune into fortune.

After being tricked by the Qilin Immortal, fighting Huang Doudou, and realizing the gap with Miss Miss Miss Miss Miss Yun Zhi in battle, Wu Yao finally understood one truth—he has survived until now purely by luck.

In every battle he gained what he wanted: fighting Huang Doudou earned him the Qilin Immortal's help, allowing him to bypass the survival-of-the-fittest Dao Fruit ability in the box world's seal; fighting Miss Miss Miss Miss Miss Yun Zhi let him escape death and shift outside the box world.

Though both battles were perilous, the gains were also immense.

This made Wu Yao realize his destiny is extraordinary, but relying on such an illusory fate is insufficient.

The safest method is to solidify the Dao Fruit and expand it.

For this, he condensed a prototype of the Creation Dao Fruit possessing both "creation" and "opportunity."

Though the prototype is easy to condense, advancing further is as difficult as climbing to heaven.

But through fighting Lu Yang, he finally found his opportunity—backed into a corner, he broke through in desperation, fully activating the prototype's potential under Lu Yang's pressure, touching the threshold of ascension.

Ascension is today!

"Is that the legendary Ascension Tribulation?!"

"Wu Yao is about to ascend?!"

The meaning of the Ascension Tribulation for cultivators needs no explanation—it is the tribulation cultivators dream of overcoming, the final barrier on the path of cultivation, where countless half-immortals have fallen; even the Sword Tower Supreme failed to pass it, now only a remnant soul remains.

But no one thinks this barrier could stop Wu Yao,

and all cultivators can no longer remain calm—no one expected Wu Yao to ascend at this moment.

If he ascends, who can match him in strength?

They can only watch helplessly as Wu Yao undergoes the tribulation; like all heavenly tribulations, the Ascension Tribulation cannot be interrupted, and anyone who dares to interfere will suffer death and annihilation of the Dao—even that is a light punishment.

Lu Yang hastily fled this star system, which is already shrouded by the Ascension Tribulation, and the tribulation's range continues to expand outward.

Under the tribulation's power, the sun, moon, and stars turned to nothingness; the entire star system now contains only Wu Yao.

His mechanical body lost control, and Dean Gao trembled behind the screen—this is the instinct of living beings, unavoidable.

The power of heavenly tribulation has been deeply etched into every living being's soul since ancient times, with fear imprinted through bloodline inheritance.

This is a fear rooted deep in the soul; cultivators of any level, upon witnessing this, are terrified and turn cold.

Only Lu Yang feels little—having seen immortals clash often, the Ascension Tribulation's power is nothing special to him.

No matter how strong the Ascension Tribulation, it is merely a test for those not yet ascended—how could it be more terrifying than an immortal's strike?

Lu Yang feels some regret—alas, he is not a true Tribulation Crossing peak; his power is borrowed, otherwise he could join Wu Yao in facing the Ascension Tribulation and ascend together.

Lu Yang gazed at the Ascension Tribulation, his expression shifting slightly, wondering what effect using the Source Dao Fruit prototype would have on it.

But this suicidal thought flashed and vanished—the Ascension Tribulation has surely reached the immortal level, not something a half-finished Dao Fruit prototype can influence.

Immediately, Lu Yang had another thought: has the Ascension Tribulation existed since ancient times? Or could it be artificially created?

The captured Candle Heaven Warriors saw this, their eyes frenzied, shouting "Long live the Heavenly Emperor!" and "Eternal existence for all!"

This is the Heavenly Emperor in their hearts—even if temporarily fallen, they will reverse the cosmos and lead them to victory!

Scorching thunder descended, submerging Wu Yao; the Ascension Tribulation represents heaven and earth's will, capable of erasing the roots of living beings.

"Hahaha, Ascension Tribulation, we meet again—still the same power, not enough!"

Yet amidst the endless thunder, Wu Yao's laughter rang out—he was split open, flesh torn, body charred, old skin peeling off, new skin growing, his whole being like a rebirth, qi and blood boiling, showing no decay or fear, instead laughing that the Ascension Tribulation is nothing special.

The second wave of the Ascension Tribulation descended, far more terrifying than the first—countless thunderbolts entwined Wu Yao, piercing heaven and earth, shattering nearby star systems; everyone thought Wu Yao would fall, yet he still stubbornly resisted the heavenly tribulation, full of vigor!

This is the former Emperor Wu Yao, about to return to his peak state—no, after ascension he is even stronger than his peak!

The Lei Jie evolved, unleashing thunder spirits to punish Wu Yao; Wu Yao bled into ink, and the Creation Hundred Demons rose to meet him.

The power of the third and fourth waves of the Ascension Tribulation kept increasing—vast and boundless, only Lei Jie remained between heaven and earth, Wu Yao like a divine needle stabilizing the sea, standing firm in place.

But in the later waves, he could no longer remain as relaxed as before—wounds covered his body, Lei Jie turned into endless fire, a sea of flames burning the heavens, collapsing the void, as if seeking to refine Wu Yao.

Finally, the endless thunder vanished, Wu Yao's body black as charcoal.

"Failed?" someone whispered.

In response to the doubt, Wu Yao's body emitted a cracking sound—soft, yet it echoed throughout the universe.

Old skin fell away, revealing a newborn body—pure white, smooth, and sacred, as if reborn!

"He has ascended." Lu Yang anxiously scratched his forehead, "But it's not like I can't fight.

Half of the picturesque Qingfeng Sword's small world has become a desert; Lu Yang moved part of the Buddha Land's holy soil out.

Even moving just a part, it remains the Buddha Land's holy soil, the power of faith interconnected—Lu Yang can shape an immortal body and battle the ascended Wu Yao.

But it's truly unnecessary.

Lu Yang turned his head to glance at the senior sister standing beside him—she appeared suddenly; I don't know if she just returned or has been back for a while.

The charcoal-like body shattered completely; Wu Yao's twin eyes burst with immortal light, capable of illuminating a thousand worlds, his body radiating a faint glow, every inch of skin brimming with immense power, the Dao Fruit solidified, finally perfected—he can now recreate the universe, reshape heaven and earth.

"Boy, if you obediently return my immortal sword—

Wu Yao's gaze fell on Lu Yang—before ascension, Lu Yang was a decent opponent, able to push him to ascension; after ascension, he no longer regards Lu Yang as worthy of attention.

Before and after ascension, it is the divide between heaven and man.

Then he saw the figure standing beside Lu Yang—the one that, whenever he recalls it in this life, sends chills down his spine.

Wu Yao shuddered, instantly sobered, his eyes clear, understanding everything.

He loved the sword too much; back then, struck in the heat of battle, he hadn't thought much.

Now seeing Miss Miss Miss Miss Miss Yun Zhi, he finally remembered—after he shifted out, wasn't the immortal sword taken by Miss Miss Miss Miss Miss Yun Zhi?

Wu Yao retracted his light, flew to Lu Yang's side, laughing as he slapped Lu Yang's shoulder, his voice hearty.

"What I admire most about you, Wu Yao, is your talent as a junior—I no longer need this immortal sword, so I give it to you."

"What I said earlier was just a joke—you didn't take it seriously, did you?"