Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

Chapter 4809: Vomit Blood

She felt a colossal impact, as a huge rush of energy plummeting from a great height, slamming into her body. In that moment, a painful and numbing electric current surged rapidly through her entire being. The lightning tribulation caused her flesh and bones to endure an intensely powerful impact and agonizing pain.

She gritted her teeth, her hands clenched into tight fists, desperately enduring the excruciating pain that felt as though every bone and tendon in her body had been shattered and crushed. Cold sweat trickled down her forehead, sliding down her cheeks, only to be instantly vaporized by the gusts of wind emanating from her body.

Guan Xilin and the others, observing from a safe distance beyond the reach of the tribulation’s pressure and air currents, gasped. This lightning tribulation was even more potent than the previous ones. Seeing her struggling, her face contorted in agony, their anxiety escalated.

In a serene palace in the Upper Immortal Realm, Mo Chen sat cross-legged, his divine sense fully extended. He knew that the Four Great Emperors would undoubtedly try to hinder Feng Jiu’s ascension, so he remained quietly poised. If Feng Jiu truly couldn’t endure, he was ready to offer his assistance.

However, he also held firm in his belief that with Feng Jiu’s inherent strength, she would undoubtedly achieve a smooth ascension. All he had to do was remain patient and wait.

Unexpectedly, about half an incense stick’s time after the first bolt of lightning struck, the second bolt immediately followed, its thunderous roar shaking the very heavens. The sound of the lightning reverberated through the sky.

There had always been a noticeable gap between the lightning tribulations striking Feng Jiu, allowing her crucial time to recover and adapt. The immediate succession of the second bolt after the first was a clear indication of the desperate lengths those individuals were willing to go to eliminate her.

The Four Great Emperors in the sky watched as Feng Jiu in the lower realm remarkably withstood two lightning tribulations. For a moment, their expressions darkened considerably.

“I didn’t expect her to be able to withstand it!” one of the Great Emperors exclaimed hatefully, a hint of anger in his voice.

“This Feng Jiu is truly extraordinary. She is so powerful and formidable,” another Great Emperor said, his voice gloomy and fierce. “No matter what methods we employ, we must not allow her to ascend smoothly. Now, two of the last three bolts of lightning have struck, and it appears she can withstand them. That leaves us with only one final bolt!”

“No, look, she’s coughing up blood!” one of the Great Emperors, who had been intently staring at Feng Jiu below, let out a low cry, his voice filled with unconcealed surprise and excitement.

Hearing this, the other three immediately looked down again. And sure enough, they saw Feng Jiu spit out a mouthful of blood, staining the corners of her mouth and leaving her face noticeably pale.

“Hahahaha! It seems our attacks are working! She shouldn’t be able to hold on much longer!” one of the Great Emperors looked up and burst into boisterous laughter, his face alight with excitement.

Feng Jiu’s act of spitting blood confirmed their belief that she could no longer withstand the amplified power they had added to the two lightning tribulations. Even if she was still clinging on, having endured the first two, there was no way she could survive the third and achieve immortality!

Perhaps it was her spitting blood that invigorated them, as the previously uncertain expressions on the faces of the few emperors suddenly broke into triumphant smiles.