lovenovelstory Chapter 1096 - 1100: The Advent of the Calamity
Chapter 1096 - 1100: The Advent of the Calamity
"What is that?"
The suddenly appearing pillar of Chaos light drew the attention of countless living beings across the Myriad Worlds. They all craned their necks to look, wanting to see what it was.
The Human Ancestor, Qin Wudao, Di Tian, Bai Ze, the Green Emperor, and other powerhouses also raised their heads to look.
With a single glance, everyone fell silent.
The Tribulation!
Has descended!
"The Supreme Tribulation!"
The Human Ancestor and Di Tian murmured, their faces full of bitterness.
They looked around, gazing at the shattered Eighth Heaven, and at the tribulation power that shot straight toward the Peak of Heaven. Their expressions were incomparably dark.
This tribulation comes from this war.
Without doubt, the human race and the demon race will shoulder the aftermath of this great war and face the most terrifying Supreme Tribulation head‑on.
"A monkey?"
Within the Great Thousand World of the Nine Provinces Sky, Qin Wudao saw the end of the Chaos light pillar, and his face turned strange, filled with astonishment.
There, a monkey was sitting cross‑legged, absorbing the surrounding tribulation clouds.
"That is the Tribulation Spirit!"
Ripples spread through the Void as Zhang Sanfeng appeared out of thin air. He cupped his hands toward Qin Wudao and said, "Your Majesty, this Tribulation should be manipulated by someone from behind the scenes!"
"What makes you say that?"
Qin Wudao raised a brow and asked.
"It’s hard to put into words. The one behind the scenes is extremely mysterious and has left no traces at all. This minister... only deduced it!"
Zhang Sanfeng’s brows were tightly furrowed as he replied in a deep voice.
After the Eighth Heaven shattered, he had noticed the change in the tribulation clouds and began using the Luo River Divine Book to deduce, but the result was chaotic Tianji, as if someone had erased it.
Hearing this, Qin Wudao was full of disbelief.
As for Zhang Sanfeng’s words, he had absolute faith.
The role of a Tribulation is to perfect the Myriad Worlds; it represents the Origin Power of the Myriad Worlds.
Just who could control the Tribulation?
And what is that mysterious existence’s goal?
Boom!
Boom!
At this moment, two golden lights tore through the heavens, piercing the cosmos, dazzling to the extreme, even more brilliant than the light of the sun star.
"He has awakened!"
Bai Ze said in a low voice.
In his tone there was even a trace of panic and fear.
He had experienced the "Witch–Demon Tribulation" and knew far too well how terrifying a Tribulation was. Every time it descended, it reshuffled the Myriad Worlds and caused countless powerhouses to fall.
When the Tribulation descends, the stronger you are, the more danger you are in!
Within the Chaos pillar of light, the Tribulation Spirit, who had been cultivating with eyes closed, suddenly opened them wide—supreme majesty, boundless dominance, endless slaughter.
He slowly stood up. Above his head, countless strands of the power of laws crossed the sky. Tribulation power coiled around his body, turning into a boundless ocean that obliterated everything.
A terrifying aura erupted from within Him, causing even time to stop flowing.
Forces such as time–space, fate, Reincarnation, causality, and order all trembled, as though they feared the power within this monkey.
"Early Pre-saint!"
"The moment he is born, he condenses a Saint Seat!"
Di Tian cried out, his face full of envy and jealousy.
How can the gap between person and person be so vast?
To break through to the Pre-saint Realm, he had schemed for several epochs, racking his brains. In the end, only by borrowing "Great Dao Creation" did he barely manage to advance to Quasi-Saint.
And this Tribulation Spirit?
Just born and already at the Pre-saint Realm!
"An anomaly, must be slain!"
No one knew how much time had passed when the Tribulation Spirit turned his gaze toward the Great Thousand World of the Nine Provinces Sky. In those golden, dazzling eyes surged dense killing intent.
Then, with a single step, he turned into a streak of golden light and pierced through heaven and earth.
After he left.
The Peak of Heaven underwent a great change and transformed into a secret realm.
At the same time, in the hearts of all powerful Martial Artists arose a mysterious sensation—that within the secret realm lay a heaven‑shaking fortune.
If they could obtain it, they could establish a Dao lineage and have hope of proving the Dao and becoming a Saint.
Heaven and earth transformed.
The Supreme Tribulation descended upon the world.
It was dangerous, yet also a heaven‑defying fortune.
"The Dao Lineage Tribulation has descended!"
In the Eternal Land, An Tianxin sat upright upon the imperial chair, her long black hair hanging to her waist, expression cold as she muttered, "It is time to open the place of inheritance."
As soon as her words fell, her figure vanished.
When she appeared again, she was already before a golden palace, stretching ten million li, towering above the heavens, adorned with thousands of stars, radiating supreme majesty.
Within the empty great hall, there was only a single golden chair.
This chair was the Eternal Throne!
In the Martial Realm of Weapons.
"The Dao Lineage Tribulation?"
A razor‑sharp sword peak pierced straight into the firmament.
A middle‑aged man in gorgeous robes, with a resolute face and sharp eyes, looked toward the peak of the Ninefold Heaven in utter shock.
"What is going on?"
"How does this seat actually know the name of the Tribulation?"
"Could it be that within that secret realm lies an inheritance that belongs to the Martial Realm of Weapons?"
A moment later, a hint of joy appeared on the middle‑aged man’s face. He could not contain his excitement. "It must be so. Dao lineage! Dao lineage! Perhaps this seat can establish the Weapon Path Dao Lineage..."
Buddha Land!
Within a great hall bathed in Buddha light.
The Buddha Lord sat upon a lotus throne, palms together, softly chanting a Buddha name: "Amitabha."
In the Taoist World, the Realm of Desire, the Realm of Qin, and other Dao lineage worlds, cries of shock echoed one after another.
"A literary Dao lineage?"
In a certain Middle Thousand World, Literature Destiny stared blankly up at the firmament. Only after a long while did he return to himself, a trace of lingering shock in his eyes, incomparably excited.
Immediately, a faint power of Tianming exploded from his body.
"Qin Dynasty, once this young lord obtains the inheritance, that will be the date of your death!"
"One day, this young lord will take back the Literary Realm and once more rule the literary pulse of the Myriad Worlds..."
Only after a long time did Literature Destiny calm down. In his bright eyes flashed a chilling killing intent as well as endless hatred.
...
"Strange, where did the Tribulation Spirit go?"
As for this "Dao Lineage Tribulation," the Human Ancestor and Di Tian knew nothing. They scanned the surrounding starry skies, searching for the monkey’s tracks.
"Anomaly, come out and die!"
Before long, the Tribulation Spirit appeared once more, standing outside the Great Thousand World of the Nine Provinces Sky, bellowing with murderous intent surging.
Inside the Imperial Capital, Qin Wudao’s heart trembled. He walked out of the great hall and saw the monkey beyond the world’s firmament, then asked in a deep voice, "Tribulation Spirit, neither I nor the Qin Dynasty have offended you, have we?"
"Anomaly!"
"Because you are an anomaly!"
"Kill! Only by killing you can the Myriad Worlds be at peace!"
As Qin Wudao appeared, brutality flashed in the Tribulation Spirit’s eyes. His fists clenched as unmatched power erupted and blasted toward the Great Thousand World of the Nine Provinces Sky.
Fist imprints emerged.
They tore heaven and earth asunder.
Once they fell, they were enough to destroy the Great Thousand World of the Nine Provinces Sky.
"Aaang!"
At that moment, a dragon’s roar rang out.
A yellow dragon broke through the air and transformed into the endless, winding Great Wall, guarding outside the world’s firmament and blocking the Tribulation Spirit’s terrifying attack.
"You still dare resist? Defying heaven... Anomaly, seeking death!"
Seeing his attack blocked, the Tribulation Spirit let out an enraged howl, swinging his fists and unleashing fist imprint after fist imprint.
There was a Buddha fist imprint, transforming into a Buddha Land!
There was a Dao fist imprint, annihilating ten thousand red dust worlds!
There was a literary fist imprint, with brush and ink painting all under heaven!
There was a weapon fist imprint, sweeping across the four extremities...
There was a qin fist imprint...
There was a desire fist imprint...
...
Each fist imprint represented a different type of power, terrifying to the extreme. They fell upon the Great Wall, blasting out one giant pit after another, stone fragments flying.
The terrifying might even passed through the Great Wall and spread into the Great Thousand World of the Nine Provinces Sky, making the faces of countless Qin Dynasty citizens turn pale.
Qin Wudao, Zhuge Liang, Xiao He, Zhao Yun, Yu Qian and the others all wore solemn expressions.
They all knew that relying on the Great Wall alone, they absolutely could not withstand the Tribulation Spirit’s attacks.