Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone

Chapter 983: Chapter 729: Tribulation Crossing Seventh Layer (Part 3)

“The Creation Daoist has crossed two tribulations consecutively, and his trials are becoming more intense, making his cultivation increasingly powerful!” the man said, his tone tinged with worry. “At this point, I can no longer defeat him. If we were to engage in combat, it would be me who ultimately falls!”

The woman also spoke: “The power of the Creation Daoist exceeds our expectations. The Undying Demon Monarch easily departed, leaving us only with calamity. If the Creation Daoist were to act against us before his ascension, clearing everything out, we would be in danger!”

“How many powerful beings must we mobilize, and what cost must we bear to eliminate the Creation Daoist?”

The man said: “The Creation Daoist is already at the Seventh Layer of Tribulation Crossing and can defeat someone like me at the Ninth Layer of Tribulation Crossing within ten moves. To surround and kill him, we would need at least five people at the peak of Tribulation Crossing, and at least three would perish in the fierce battle…”

At this point, his tone fell silent.

The Ninth Layer of Tribulation Crossing, also known as the peak of Tribulation Crossing.

In the Feiyu World, strong cultivators emerge, and numerous cultivators abound. During the world’s convergence, some cultivators even break through the shackles and enter a new realm.

Yet even so, according to his perception, there are fewer than twenty at the peak of Tribulation Crossing.

These twenty peak Tribulation Crossing cultivators stand on different fronts, with differing stances and contradictions, making it challenging to gather five peak Tribulation Crossing beings. Besides, once reaching the peak of Tribulation Crossing, most close themselves off to comprehend the mystical truth in the void, striving for ascension to the Immortal Realm.

Fighting might damage one’s qi and blood and result in injuries, jeopardizing the chance of ascension, which would be a grave loss.

For those at the peak of Tribulation Crossing, clan interests are important, sect interests are important, family and descendants are important, but eternal life and ascension to the Immortal Realm are the most important.

The woman said: “At just the Seventh Layer of Tribulation Crossing, the Creation Daoist can oppress us greatly. If he reaches the Eighth Layer, or the Ninth Layer, how formidable, domineering, and invincible would he be? Alone or even with the strength of a clan, we are no longer able to pose a threat to the Creation Daoist!”

“I suggest convening the Eight Great Saint Races, the Undying Demon Race, and other high-level races to a conference, where all the Tribulation Crossing Great Powers gather to decide whether to attack or how to attack. This responsibility and duty should not rest on our two clans alone.”

The man said: “Indeed, let’s hold a conference! Together, we will deliberate whether to fight. But I am prepared for the worst…”

As he spoke, his figure shifted, vanishing into thin air.

A cunning rabbit has three burrows to ensure survival throughout life.

The Flame Demon Race has endured to this day precisely because they act prudently, meticulously, leaving no loophole. They always lay the foundation for the rise of their race during downturns and preserve a spark of hope in the utmost danger.

If this battle involves besieging the Creation Daoist and ends in victory, all is well.

Yet if it fails, the spark plan must be initiated.

Or, if significant losses occur during the battle, retreat to some regions may be necessary.

“That old fox!”

The woman sneered, her steps flickering as she left directly.

In her heart, she plans for her race’s future, strategizing for the Ice Demon Race.

Continuing to clash with the cultivators of the Purple Mansion World is impossible now; winning holds no meaning, while failure causes great loss. While large battles cannot be fought, smaller conflicts and skirmishes must continue.

“I am now at the Ninth Layer of Tribulation Crossing, standing at the peak of the Mortal World, yet ascension to the Immortal Realm remains Nine Deaths and One Life!”

Considering the path ahead, the woman felt sentimental.

In theory, reaching the peak of Tribulation Crossing allows one to open the Immortal Realm Gate and ascend.

Yet during ascension, one faces the assault of the Immortal Tribulation, with Nine Deaths and One Life—out of ten ascending cultivators, one surviving is fortunate.

The woman is self-aware; she knows she can ascend to the Immortal Realm, but her odds of perishing during the Immortal Tribulation are high.

Not long ago, eighteen peak Tribulation Crossing beings from the Undying Demon Race ascended to the Immortal Realm, most safely ascending without harm due to the protection of the Undying Demon Monarch, turning Nine Deaths and One Life into a casualty-free and safe ascension.

“The Creation Daoist is quite formidable, with the highest hope of ascending to the Immortal Realm. Gaining his friendship could increase the safety rate of my ascension—truly an optimal choice!”

She pondered, contemplating betraying certain individuals for corresponding benefits and advantages.

…

In the void, the black tribulation clouds dissipated and vanished.

Lu Xuanji’s aura surged, entering the Seventh Layer of Tribulation Crossing, perceiving the void, feeling malicious intent and looming enmities stirring about, seemingly preparing to strike. Yet they seemed afraid, remained silent, and eventually chose to disappear.

The Celestial Tribulation had passed, and the Human Tribulation dispersed.

“A pity, some still harbor fear and dare not make a move against me!”

Lu Xuanji calculated with his fingers, gathering information from the void, and shook his head.

His figure flickered and was about to vanish.

But at that moment, a Divine Thought transmitted by a certain individual approached, conveying some information.

Receiving this information, Lu Xuanji’s figure flickered and vanished.

The void shifted, heading stealthily toward a specific location, walking within the chaotic void, moving amidst turbulent energy streams, and finally landing on a meteorite, patiently waiting. At that moment, the void flickered, and a woman descended.

With an elegant visage, her soft, shiny black hair coiled atop her head, a charming face, delicate nose, bright and cherry-like lips, and soft white earlobes adorned with jade earrings, brows as lovely as a painting. Clad in a blue long dress, unable to conceal her wonderfully alluring physique, full, high breasts, a slender waist, and long, round jade legs.

Clearly, she had dressed meticulously—she was Shi Xue.