Immortal Divine Tribulation

Chapter 205: Battling the Strongest

In the Northern Region, Hell Valley lay before them, a place where the ground was damp and the air thick with murkiness. A faint crimson mist drifted through the area, and from time to time, mournful wails echoed, sending chills down one’s spine, as if thousands of lonely souls were howling in despair. Zi Ying, feeling quite frightened, hid behind Tian Fan, tugging at the hem of his clothes, her beautiful big eyes darting around nervously.

“Don’t be scared, Ying Ying! I’ll protect you!” The little creature on her shoulder tugged at a strand of her hair, speaking in a tender voice.

“I’m not scared at all! I’m an Immortal Ascension Expert; what is there to fear?” Zi Ying’s face flushed a light pink as she released Tian Fan’s clothing, puffing out her chest in defiance. However, when another ghostly scream pierced the air, she immediately clung to Tian Fan in fright.

Tian Fan smiled gently; the sight of a girl and a dragon was simply adorable, easing the tension in his own nerves.

Yet, he remained vigilant. This was just the beginning, and already there were three experts at the Peak of Primordial Unity. The situation ahead did not look promising.

As he and Zi Ying crossed a narrow ridge, they were both taken aback by the sight before them, unable to believe their eyes. 

In front of them stood one hundred and eight towering peaks, reaching into the clouds with a majestic presence. The formations resembled the Big Dipper, the Nine Palaces, the Purple Star, and the Celestial, all merging into a grand imperial image that shook the soul.

“How could such terrain exist? It’s impossible!” Even Zi Ying, a super strong expert, was stunned, her mouth agape in astonishment. The terrain was too extraordinary; no wonder that holy land could dominate the world, built upon such divine soil. It was impossible not to be powerful.

“Unfortunately, it has already been destroyed…” Although the one hundred and eight peaks still stood, clearly visible were the Big Dipper’s star formations and the Nine Palaces’ sacred halls, yet the spiritual veins within had been shattered. Now, they were merely shells of their former selves. The vegetation on the mountains was remarkable; although it had all withered, one could still spot the remnants of Yuan Spirit Fruits and Phoenix God Grass, treasures of the earth, now reduced to dry husks. Many areas were barren, with blood-red stone exposed to the elements.

The two were astonished and felt a chill. Who could have been powerful enough to destroy such a super holy land, disregarding even those spiritual treasures, and obliterating the main veins of the one hundred and eight spiritual peaks?

“Hahahaha…” Suddenly, laughter echoed from the peaks. Each of the one hundred and eight mountains revealed a figure, all wearing mocking expressions, sneering at Tian Fan in the center.

“You overestimate yourself, actually coming here to die!” 

“Heh, no one has ever dared to disrespect the Sword Immortal Sect!” 

“Today, we will slay you!” 

All one hundred and eight figures displayed cold smiles, their murderous intent palpable.

“Where is my brother?” Tian Fan faced them calmly, without a hint of emotional fluctuation, speaking coldly.

“Brother, hurry and leave! They have a plot; don’t worry about me!” From the depths of the valley came Long Yuyun’s voice, sounding anxious. After uttering those words, he fell silent, seemingly restrained by someone.

“Yuyun, don’t worry! I will rescue you!” Hearing Long Yuyun’s voice, Tian Fan’s expression changed. He shouted into the depths of the valley, “I’ve come as promised; just come at me and let my brother go!”

“Didn’t expect you to defeat those three; not bad, this makes things interesting. As a reward, let you hear his voice, haha, how kind of me, right? Don’t worry, I won’t kill him just yet; that would spoil the fun.” 

The voice from the shadows continued, followed by a sinister chuckle. “Now, enjoy the second feast I’ve prepared just for you. Oh, and I almost forgot to remind you, don’t seek help, or I might accidentally plunge my sword into your brother’s heart, heh heh…”

“Damn it!” Little Dragon exclaimed angrily, tightening its golden claws. “No way, this can’t happen!” Zi Ying shouted, her body radiating Divine Radiance. These were not ordinary people; all one hundred and eight of them were in the Primordial Unity Realm, and among them were even a few at the Peak of Primordial Unity. This was a deadly situation. No matter how strong he was, he was still just at the Initial Stage of Primordial Unity. Facing one hundred and eight people from the Primordial Unity Realm, even someone from the Immortal Ascension Realm would frown.

“Zi Ying, you all step aside. I will take them all down by myself!” Tian Fan said expressionlessly, his voice cold and filled with killing intent.

“Hehe, very good. No wonder you are the descendants of those two. In that case, enjoy yourself!” The person lurking in the shadows sneered, seemingly well aware of Tian Fan’s character and predicting that he would choose to fight alone.

“Hahahaha…” On the one hundred and eight main peaks, everyone was laughing. Some were even clutching their stomachs, convulsing with laughter, their faces filled with endless mockery. 

“Do you really think you can take us all down by yourself?” 

“Do you really think you’re a god?” 

Everyone wore cold smiles, their killing intent palpable. A mere cultivator at the Initial Stage of Primordial Unity, how could he fight against so many? There were a full one hundred and eight people, all in the Primordial Unity Realm, including strong practitioners in the Mid Primordial Unity stage, and even super experts at the Peak of Primordial Unity. For someone who had just stepped into the Primordial Unity Realm to claim they would take down everyone here was, in their eyes, extremely arrogant and utterly ridiculous.

“Let me see if you, a junior, have the capital to be so arrogant!” A black figure stepped out from one of the main peaks. It was a middle-aged man, completely enveloped in dark demonic energy. His aura was powerful, shaking the very heavens and earth.

“Don’t die too quickly!” The man revealed a cold smile, and with a shake of his right hand, a torrent of demonic energy surged forth. Around him, blood-red lightning crackled like rampaging demonic dragons, and a terrifying sound wave erupted, like ten thousand dragons roaring, shattering the sky, making one tremble in fear.

“Be careful!” Behind him, Zi Ying urgently warned. This person was terrifying, at the Peak of Primordial Unity. The other one hundred and seven people showed cold smiles, standing with their hands behind their backs, as if enjoying a drama, watching the black-clad middle-aged man unleash thousands of black demonic dragons towards the white-clad youth in the arena.

Tian Fan’s expression was icy, his eyes flashing with demonic radiance as he quietly watched his opponent charge forward. The void ahead shattered, mountains crumbled, and the scene was horrifying.

“Hehe, are you too scared to move?” 

“That’s how it should be!” The members of the Sword Immortal Sect sneered, and the black-clad middle-aged man smirked as he charged right in front of Tian Fan, countless streams of demonic light pressing down. He uttered a merciless voice: “It’s over!”

“It should be over!” Tian Fan simply looked at him, his expression unchanged, not even moving an inch. He allowed the countless destructive demonic lights to strike his body. His form shattered, but instead of blood mist pouring out, it transformed into a scattering of black light across the sky.

“Not good!” The black-clad man shouted, his body covered in goosebumps. 

At that moment, a white figure appeared behind him, a golden fist smashing down, countless tiny arcs of electricity dancing upon it, resembling a Heavenly Tribulation, with a hint of chaotic energy permeating the air.

Poof… 

Dozens of Divine Weapons burst forth from his body, blocking in front of him, but they were utterly ineffective. The devastating punch had nothing to stop it; all the treasures shattered, and the golden fist surged through, piercing his chest. With a gentle tremor, the middle-aged man’s body was instantly torn apart, falling from the sky.

Too careless, it was destined to end in tragedy. The middle-aged man in black was undeniably strong and terrifying, yet he still stepped into a situation where death was certain. The body he had severed was merely a clone of Tian Fan. 

The “Demonic Spirit Incarnation” in the Heaven-Slaying Devil Art was not just a physical form; even the aura was identical. Although it lacked combat power, its ability to mimic reality was sufficient to confuse most people, making it difficult to discern unless one possessed an extraordinarily powerful Divine Consciousness.

“This!”

“Impossible!”

Everyone was horrified, unable to believe what they were witnessing. To so easily annihilate a Peak of Primordial Unity expert sent shockwaves through their nerves.

“Charge! Attack together; all we need to do is eliminate him!” From the one hundred and eight main peaks, someone shouted. The terrifying divine energy shattered the sky, and dozens of brilliant beams of light came crashing down.

Poof…

Tian Fan remained expressionless, stepping forward into the Void. His golden battle body trembled slightly, and he pushed his right fist forward. It was an incredibly slow motion, but the consequences were terrifying; the fearsome flow of energy ahead shattered.

A simple punch, without any hesitation, clean and decisive, crushed everything in its path. The terrifying fist energy pierced through, reducing the foremost individual to fragments, blood splattering across the sky.

Buzz…

Suddenly, the void beside him split open, and a pitch-black treasure seal appeared, pressing down toward his head.

Bang…

Tian Fan’s expression was indifferent as a golden hand reached out, grasping it firmly. He closed his fingers, directly shattering it into pieces. In the distant crowd, someone spat blood, their complexion turning pale; this was a secret treasure tied to their life.

“Kill!”

These people clearly would not engage him in a one-on-one fight anymore. They quickly closed in, surrounding him from all sides, with blades and swords flashing everywhere. The murderous intent shattered the surrounding space, and one secret treasure after another rained down on Tian Fan like a meteor shower.

“Ninefold Unity!”

A cold voice echoed as a silver lotus appeared beneath his feet. Countless silver lotus leaves materialized around him, and eighty-one dazzling silver sword lights emerged, exuding a powerful aura that seemed capable of annihilating everything.

Since he entered the Primordial Unity Realm, he had hardly used any divine abilities. At this moment, he unleashed them, not knowing how much stronger he had become. The eighty-one sword lights trembled in unison, their sword cries shaking the heavens.

Boom…

Faced with such an attack, the members of the Sword Immortal Sect did not dare to be careless. They all focused their full attention, wielding their divine swords and treasured blades. For a moment, the sky was filled with brilliant colors, resembling fireworks.

“Die!”

A cold shout rang out as the eighty-one sword lights crisscrossed, forcing back the secret treasures one by one. Then, they converged in the sky, forming a towering sword aura that carried an endless aura of destruction, slicing apart a black-clad individual at the mid-stage of Primordial Unity.

Everyone displayed expressions of horror. Was this young man a monster? He could slay one of them even in such circumstances.

“You all will die!” Tian Fan stepped through the void, his gaze icy. Dark demonic energy swept across the world, and he resembled a demon emperor returning to the mortal realm. 

The terrifying killing intent made everyone take a step back.