“Tsk!”
Yuwen National Preceptor’s sneak attack was very fast, and Dahlia was bypassed for a moment.
By the time she returned to provide support and drive the State Preceptor away, the back of my head had ultimately been grazed by that fellow.
“Ugh—”
Having been knocked on the back of my skull, I was feeling a bit dizzy now.
Facing the Soul-Extinguishing Tribulation that followed closely behind, my Divine Soul suddenly felt a bit unsure and wavered slightly.
Like a block of ice under the roasting of a blazing fire, my consciousness seemed to begin melting.
However, as someone who experienced Microcosmic Traversal, the strongest part of my entire body was my Divine Soul.
It had first undergone the tempering of Microcosmic Traversal, then the torture of traversing back, and after returning, it was pulled into a Dream by Cluru and tossed around for a while…
This level of intensity wasn’t enough to make me disappear directly.
Injury was inevitable.
“Whew—”
There was no feeling of pain, only a clear realization that my existence was fading.
If it were a novice undergoing Tribulation Crossing for the first time, feelings of fear would likely surge in their heart at such a time, afraid that their existence would be refined and extinguished.
Under fear, it’s easy for a person to make operational errors, and the defense of the Divine Soul would also weaken.
After that, it would be like a building collapsing, retreating step by step until things became irreparable.
Fortunately, I have experience.
I know that as long as a tiny bit of existence remains, I won’t disappear.
Once I endure through it, the refined Divine Soul will all be replenished and even reach a higher level.
Thus, I calmly bathed in the lightning, continuing to wait for the next Heavenly Tribulation to arrive.
Because the previous strike was already at the limit of a normal Divine Retribution, the Dao of Heaven seemed to be at its wit’s end.
This fourth, fifth, and sixth strike were still all oil-green Soul-Extinguishing Tribulations, only each one was stronger than the last.
“Switch it up already!”
I was starting to find it a bit hard to hold on.
The strategy of the Dao of Heaven was correct.
If all nine types of Heavenly Tribulation were different, then for a balanced hexagon warrior, every single one would just be like a light scratch.
But if it persisted and relentlessly attacked in the same direction, no matter how strong my Divine Soul was, I wouldn’t be able to hold out.
Added to that was Yuwen National Preceptor’s harassment on the side… I was truly in danger.
The seventh Soul-Extinguishing Tribulation struck again.
It was as if Yuwen National Preceptor also received a buff along with the Dao of Heaven’s overheating; the Soul-Shattering Divine Light in his hand became exceptionally powerful.
Even Dahlia didn’t dare to take it head-on recklessly, yet she couldn’t dodge either.
If she dodged, the one taking the beating would be me.
Just when I thought she was out of options and I was about to take a double attack…
“Mikiri: Azure Chant of Burning Heavens!”
Dahlia actually took the initiative to meet the State Preceptor’s attack.
At the moment the two collided, the State Preceptor’s attack was actually neutralized into nothingness!
All the dispelled power flowed onto Dahlia’s long sword, and a fire dragon surged upon the blade.
“Boom.”
A scarlet refined fire dragon soared into the sky, directly melting one of Yuwen National Preceptor’s arms with its world-incinerating ultra-high temperature.
If he hadn’t dodged in time, his entire body would have been finished.
“What a cool move!” I couldn’t help but praise, though I was quickly silenced by the strike of the Thunder Tribulation.
The battle outside had nothing to do with me; I just needed to focus on resisting the tribulation.
“A pity my strength has only recovered a tiny bit, otherwise, even if you merged with the Dao of Heaven, I would have one-shotted you with a single strike…”
Dahlia lamented as she carried her sword behind her back.
Yuwen National Preceptor retreated several li, his gaze filled with horror.
“Melting my avatar with a casual move, this strength…”
Although he could quickly grow a new body, he still felt lingering fear.
The difficulty of this battle had already exceeded his expectations…
He had to bring out some of the trump cards originally saved for the Day of Prophecy.
After finishing the repair of his arm, Yuwen National Preceptor held his hands together, and a compass-like object appeared in his palm.
He twisted the compass, and in the blink of an eye, his figure appeared right in front of me.
Dahlia was close at hand, yet she was shockingly unable to block Yuwen National Preceptor’s attack.
Her body seemed to have been phased, and Yuwen National Preceptor bypassed her body directly, attacking my skull!
“Bang—”
I was hit hard once again.
My Divine Soul was severely shaken.
I had already reached my limit.
If I took another slap from the State Preceptor, I would surely die.
“Dimensional Inversion?”
Dahlia also discovered the principle behind the State Preceptor’s method at this time, gritting her teeth and secretly thinking things were bad.
She had been twisted into another dimension.
Although her body appeared to still be here, she couldn’t touch things in this World.
If given time, she could break out, but by the time she got out, I would have already been reduced to ashes.
In her desperation, she shouted in charming anger: “Jiang Ke’er!!! Stop watching the fun! !!”
From the distant Cooking Group, a response came: “What did you call me?”
“Ah, ah, I know, Goddess, Elder Sister. Do something productive, stop using the Heavenly Tribulation to grill fish over there!”
“Coming~”
The State Preceptor’s fatal blow was about to land on my head.
Suddenly, something flashed past from a distance! Gale-force winds swirled, and in the blink of an eye, that person landed a fist right on Yuwen National Preceptor’s chin!
“Thud—!”
“Shoryuken!”
She even provided herself with a line of dialogue that felt quite aged, followed by a flash as she drew her sword and rushed toward the sent-flying Yuwen National Preceptor, “Gale Absolute Breath— —Slash!”
Yuwen National Preceptor’s body was rapidly torn apart in that gale.
He could only desperately turn the compass to phase himself, barely escaping death.
Seeing that she had hit empty air, Jiang Ke’er felt quite displeased.
She stood with hands on hips, looking up and grumbling: “Stupid Long! He’s cheating!”
“I know,” an azure-blue figure appeared behind the State Preceptor, “Dimensional Escape? If I use the Z-Prophecy Code to reconnect the dimensional bonds… how will your excellency deal with that?”
“Crack!”
A ripple of waves shimmered, and Yuwen National Preceptor was instantly pulled back to the real world.
If Di Jiang hadn’t arrived in time to take him out of the encirclement, his avatar would have shattered again.
So strong! I looked at the two new reinforcements in front of me with pleasant surprise.
Xiao Yuwen was actually beaten to the point of having no power to fight back.
Yuwen National Preceptor no longer had the grace of a Sword Immortal; his body was covered in wounds and dripping with blood.
He gnashed his teeth, looking at the scene before him with resentment.
“State Preceptor, Jiang Ke’er and Qiao Xiaoxian… have arrived. This matter cannot be accomplished.” Di Jiang advised.
Yuwen National Preceptor shook his head: “This is of great importance. That fellow must die, even if I have to bring out a few more trump cards…”
Di Jiang’s expression was hesitant.
“Di Jiang?”
“State Preceptor, how about… let’s forget it…” Di Jiang said, unable to bear it, “After all, he is the… Old Boss…”
Yuwen National Preceptor’s gaze suddenly turned cold: “You have softened your heart after all.”
“No, I think… Old Boss might understand us…”
“Take this and kill her.”
Yuwen National Preceptor handed a string of Human Bone Prayer Beads to Di Jiang.
It was a string of prayer beads polished from human bones.
The bones had already become crystal clear and glowing under high-temperature roasting… These were Sarira.
In the Nine Provinces’ Xiushi circle, Buddhism seems to have disappeared for a long time.
Even if a few Buddhist Cultivators still exist, they are very low-key and cannot stir up any trouble.
In the past, when Chen Yi traveled west to Central Sumeru Mountain, he knelt for days and nights but couldn’t find the figures of the Buddha or the hundred and eight Arhats.
Now, on this string of Human Bone Prayer Beads, there were shockingly one hundred and nine pieces of bone hanging.
Faintly echoing from the bones were soul-snatching Sanskrit sounds, which had a natural predator-like suppression effect on the Divine Soul.
Yuwen National Preceptor turned around:
“Go, kill her, and prove your resolve.”
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