“Boom!”
Countless bolts of Heavenly Tribulation crashed toward Ye Qiu’s position.
The force was terrifying.
The old man’s face twisted in shock.
His body was battered by the tribulation. If he didn’t break free from Ye Qiu soon, he was doomed.
A Venerable Realm master, reduced to such a state, was utterly humiliating.
“Roar!”
The old man let out a furious bellow, a towering aura erupting from him.
Instantly, thirty-six dragon qi exploded from his back, like a bomb, blasting Ye Qiu away.
Pfft,
Ye Qiu spat blood.
The old man didn’t seize the chance to kill Ye Qiu. His only thought was to escape.
If he could get out of here, he’d be safe. He could wait from a distance for Ye Qiu to face the tribulation.
If Ye Qiu died in the tribulation, he wouldn’t need to act. If Ye Qiu survived, he could kill him after the tribulation ended.
But the old man underestimated Ye Qiu’s resolve.
Ye Qiu had triggered the tribulation to kill this peak Venerable Realm master. He wouldn’t let him escape easily.
Seeing the old man flee, Ye Qiu used a Lightning Talisman, his body circling the old man like a streak of aurora.
“You think you can stop me? Dream on!”
The old man clenched his fist, and thirty-six dragon qi seized him in their grasp. He raised his palm.
Instantly, the thirty-six dragon qi, like thirty divine swords, radiated fearsome sharpness, poised to strike.
“Boom!”
Suddenly, the heavens shook.
Forty-nine bolts of lightning fell from the sky, forming a cage that trapped Ye Qiu and the old man inside.
“Not good!”
The old man’s face darkened.
He realised Ye Qiu’s circling wasn’t to block his escape but to draw tribulation lightning to every spot he passed.
Now, lightning surrounded them, the tribulation sealing his escape routes.
What to do?
The old man panicked.
At that moment, he saw Ye Qiu guiding a bolt of lightning toward him.
Furious but helpless, the old man could only dodge frantically.
“Boom!”
The lightning didn’t stop, like divine drums shaking the earth, the tribulation wrecking the surroundings into chaos.
“Kill!”
Ye Qiu roared, guiding more lightning to attack the old man.
Soon, both were engulfed by the tribulation.
The old man didn’t dare confront the lightning or resist, fearing it would anger the Heavenly Dao and bring his own tribulation. He kept dodging.
Ye Qiu, using the Lightning Talisman, pushed his speed to the limit, relentlessly attacking.
The old man was so furious he wanted to spit blood. Normally, he was confident he could easily kill Ye Qiu. But now, he could only flee.
A peak Venerable Realm master, chased by a martial artist with only eight strands of innate true qi—this felt like a 200-pound adult being pursued by a three-year-old, unable to fight back, only dodging. It was beyond humiliating.
While dodging, the old man was struck by two more tribulation bolts, blood dripping from his wounds.
“Little bastard, you think you can kill me with the tribulation? You’re delusional.”
“I won’t let you succeed.”
“When this tribulation ends, I’ll make you pay.”
The old man roared.
Ye Qiu replied, “Didn’t expect you to be so tough, old man. Surviving so many bolts—guess the tribulation’s power isn’t enough!”
The old man scoffed, “You’ve only cultivated eight strands of innate true qi. Even if you face a tribulation, you can’t become a cultivator. You think this tribulation can kill me? Two words: naive.”
“Is that so?” Ye Qiu grinned. “If you think the tribulation’s weak, let’s make it fiercer!”
Hearing this, the old man’s expression shifted, sensing something wrong. He looked up.
A hundred and eight purple lightning bolts fell from the sky, like a raging river or falling stars, vast and terrifying.
“How is this possible?”
“A martial artist triggering such a powerful tribulation?”
“This is stronger than the tribulation I faced to become a Venerable!”
The old man panicked completely.
He never expected Ye Qiu’s tribulation to be so formidable.
“Boom!”
The hundred and eight bolts, like a colossal wave, engulfed Ye Qiu and the old man.
“Bang!”
Ye Qiu was struck, his flesh torn, sent flying, and soon swallowed by the tribulation again.
The old man fared no better. Several bolts hit him, exposing his bones, and he was sent flying, collapsing to his knees.
“Hmph, I’m a peak Venerable Realm master. As long as I don’t resist, I can endure.”
The old man stood quickly, only to see Ye Qiu suddenly appear above him.
“Boom!”
Three bolts of lightning struck toward Ye Qiu.
Just as they were about to hit, Ye Qiu dodged, and the three bolts landed on the old man.
Bang!
The old man was blasted away again, countless bones broken, a pitiful sight.
Ye Qiu repeated the tactic, appearing above the old man again.
“Get lost!”
The old man raised his palm, but seeing nine bolts descending, he quickly retracted it.
He feared hitting the lightning would anger the Heavenly Dao, spelling his doom.
Not daring to risk it, he shifted positions to escape.
Ye Qiu, anticipating this, moved with him, appearing above again, then dodging aside as nine bolts targeted the old man.
The old man’s face paled in terror.
The nine bolts covered a hundred-metre radius. Escape was impossible. Unwilling to be struck, he unleashed thirty-six dragon qi.
The dragon qi formed a protective shield around him, hoping to block the lightning.
“Boom!”
The nine bolts struck the shield, instantly shattering eleven dragon qi into dust.
Pfft!
The old man spat blood, his aura weakening.
Dragon qi represented a cultivator’s realm. Losing them meant a drop in cultivation.
With eleven dragon qi gone, his cultivation fell from peak Venerable Realm to mid-Venerable Realm.
And this was just the beginning.
Soon, another nine bolts struck, destroying sixteen more dragon qi.
In moments, only nine dragon qi remained, his cultivation plummeting to peak Foundation Establishment.
Along with the drop, he suffered severe injuries.
At this point, he posed no threat to Ye Qiu.
“Old thing, time to go!”
Ye Qiu rushed forward, smashing a fist into the old man’s skull.
“Bang!”
The old man’s skull shattered, and he perished.
