Chapter 515: Nine Heavenly Tribulation Thunderbolts, Unexpected Guests
Chapter 515: Nine Heavenly Tribulation Thunderbolts, Unexpected Guests
As Bai Ling's body rose into the air, Chu Ning turned his gaze towards his left rear.
He extended his spiritual sense, locking onto two figures rushing towards them.
The next moment, he released a soft rebuke through his spiritual sense.
"Scram!!!"
One of the approaching figures was a middle-aged cultivator at the mid-Golden Core stage, while the other, slightly older, was at the late-Golden Core stage.
Hearing this rebuke, their faces twitched slightly.
The middle-aged man turned to look at the older cultivator beside him.
The latter immediately shook his head, a surprised expression on his face.
"There is indeed a demonic beast undergoing its transformation ahead, but there's also a cultivator protecting it.
Moreover, this cultivator's spiritual sense is extremely powerful. The fact that they were able to sense our mental communication from so far away means they must be at the Nascent Soul stage.
With our cultivation levels, it's best not to court trouble."
As he spoke, the older cultivator took the lead and flew away.
The middle-aged cultivator naturally followed closely behind.
The two had originally sensed the presence of a demonic beast undergoing its tribulation and wanted to take advantage of its weakened state right after.
Now that they sensed the presence of a Nascent Soul cultivator, they dared not come any closer.
After scaring away the unexpected guests, Chu Ning turned his attention back to Bai Ling, who was hovering in the air.
Bai Ling flew into the sky, and at the same time, after a long period of brewing, the heavenly tribulation thunderbolts finally descended from the dark clouds above.
However, to Chu Ning and the others' surprise, the thunderbolts were not thick and silvery like before.
Instead, they were bowl-mouthed golden lightning bolts, and in an instant, dozens of them struck down.
At this moment, all of these golden lightning bolts converged towards Bai Ling's body in the air.
"This..."
A hint of horror flashed across Chu Ning's face.
The power of these heavenly tribulation thunderbolts was such that even with his current cultivation and abilities, if he were to take them head-on, he would still be greatly impacted.
Facing the overwhelming golden tribulation thunderbolts, a white ring suddenly appeared above Bai Ling's head.
The golden lightning bolts were absorbed into this ring as they fell.
"Eh!"
Chu Ning exclaimed in surprise at this sight.
The white ring above Bai Ling's head was familiar to him; it had first appeared when they formed their contract, and it also appeared whenever Bai Ling used her secret techniques to bring him into a restrictive formation.
Chu Ning hadn't expected that she would use this ability at this moment to ward off the tribulation.
"But I suppose this is Bai Ling's last resort."
As he watched the golden lightning bolts being warded off by the ring above Bai Ling's head, Chu Ning's expression turned solemn.
This was because he soon discovered that the ring above Bai Ling's head was gradually weakening.
Meanwhile, the golden lightning bolts in the dark clouds above seemed endless, continuing to fall relentlessly.
Chu Ning could sense that the ring above Bai Ling's head was insufficient to absorb and ward off all the lightning bolts.
Indeed, as Chu Ning thought this, the constant bombardment of the golden lightning bolts caused the ring above Bai Ling's head to gradually fade.
The lightning bolts fell on the ice-blue protective shield around her, and soon, the shield shattered.
Several golden lightning bolts struck Bai Ling's body directly, unprotected.
Her body trembled violently in the air, nearly falling.
"Husband, Bai Ling can't hold on anymore," Cen Zikin said, turning to Chu Ning with a worried expression.
Chu Ning's eyes also held a trace of concern, and he prepared to rush forward at any moment.
But he stopped again.
"There's one last step. Let's see what Bai Ling chooses," Chu Ning murmured.
At this moment, Bai Ling, who was swaying in the air, suddenly raised her head to look at the falling golden lightning bolts.
The next moment, without hesitation, she opened her mouth.
Instantly, a round, ice-blue pill with a chilling glow shot out of her mouth, meeting the golden lightning bolts in the sky.
"She chose this path after all," Chu Ning said, his expression complex.
Then he quietly watched the figure in the sky resisting the golden lightning bolts.
Cen Zikin also fell silent.
Both of them understood that this step meant that Bai Ling was truly determined to succeed or fail with this attempt.
If she didn't use her demonic beast core, Bai Ling might fail this time, but she would still have another chance to undergo tribulation.
However, if she used her demonic beast core to resist the golden lightning bolts and it was destroyed without successfully advancing her stage, not only would Bai Ling's cultivation and abilities regress significantly, but she also wouldn't have the opportunity to condense another demonic beast core to attempt the transformation again.
Nevertheless, having come this far, there was obviously no turning back.
Success or perish!
The golden lightning bolts struck down one after another, only to be resisted by the ice-blue pill.
"With each impact, the spiritual essence on Bai Ling's demonic beast's elixir pill faded, and a crack appeared on its surface."
Bai Ling's entire body also violently trembled.
This scene caused both Chu Ning and Cen Zikin to fall silent.
Whether it was the Golden Core of a human cultivator or the Core of a demonic beast, their power was indeed considerable.
However, once the external force exceeded what the Golden Core or demonic beast's elixir could withstand, the pain inflicted on the body would be far beyond that of a normal injury.
As the heavenly tribulation thunderbolts continued to strike, the demonic beast core that Bai Ling possessed was pushed beyond its limits.
Chu Ning and Cen Zikin could only imagine the immense pain that Bai Ling was enduring under the relentless barrage of golden lightning.
The two Golden Thunder Eagles that Chu Ning had released to witness the might of the tribulation were farther away, but even they couldn't hide the awe in their eyes.
Usually, Chu Ning would send these eagles out to fight, while Bai Ling rarely made an appearance.
Apparently, these eagles had not expected Bai Ling's resilience to far exceed their expectations during the tribulation.
Golden lightning bolts bombarded the demonic beast core, and Chu Ning's expression finally changed drastically.
"Not good! Bai Ling's demonic beast core is about to shatter!"
With his sharp eyes, Chu Ning could clearly see that after bearing the brunt of several lightning strikes, Bai Ling's core was covered in cracks and could no longer withstand the onslaught.
As expected, the next moment, the ice-blue demonic beast core shattered under the impact of a golden lightning bolt.
The force of the explosion caused Bai Ling's body to fall straight down from the sky.
"Whimper!"
At this moment, Bai Ling let out a mournful cry, and her wings flapped vigorously, miraculously halting her descent and once again facing the golden lightning in the sky.
"Xiao Bai!"
Hearing Bai Ling's mournful cry and seeing her rush towards the lightning without hesitation, Chu Ning couldn't help but exclaim her original name.
As his words fell, several golden lightning bolts struck Bai Ling directly.
At this moment, Bai Ling no longer had any defensive capabilities, and she fell straight down from the sky.
Chu Ning didn't care about anything else and immediately rushed forward, catching Bai Ling in his arms.
"Husband, be careful!"
Cen Zikin didn't have Chu Ning's speed, and seeing him rush into the range of the heavenly tribulation, she cried out in worry.
However, the next moment, as if the tribulation had decided it was enough, no more lightning fell.
The dark clouds in the sky instantly dispersed, and the sky returned to its clear state.
At the same time, the shattered remnants of Bai Ling's demonic beast core turned into ice-blue cold light and gathered towards her body.
In the blink of an eye, they all merged into Bai Ling's body.
Seeing this, Chu Ning carefully examined Bai Ling's condition, whom he was holding in his arms.
"Eight-stage demon beast aura, although very weak, it's indeed an eight-stage demon beast, and it hasn't perished. It succeeded in advancing and is still alive!"
Sensing this, a hint of joy flashed across Chu Ning's face.
"Mystic Life Technique!"
Chu Ning immediately thought of the Mystic Life Technique, a secret art that could heal both himself and Bai Ling.
"Zi Kin, protect me and Bai Ling!"
After saying this, Chu Ning sat down cross-legged, manipulated his spiritual power, and performed a series of intricate hand seals while chanting obscure and profound incantations.
Instantly, the spiritual energy of the world began to rapidly gather towards Chu Ning and Bai Ling.
In just the blink of an eye, they were enveloped in a white mist.
Even with Cen Zikin's spiritual sense, she couldn't see what was happening inside the mist.
However, knowing that Bai Ling had successfully advanced and that Chu Ning was healing her, she breathed a sigh of relief.
She immediately called back the two Golden Thunder Eagles that were still in the air to avoid attracting unnecessary attention.
Then, she took out a set of flag array plates and set up a small formation around them.
Afterward, she sat cross-legged outside the formation, released her spiritual sense, and guarded Chu Ning and Bai Ling.
As for Chu Ning, he blocked out all distractions from the outside world and focused entirely on channeling the Mystic Life Technique to heal Bai Ling.
Spiritual energy from the world continuously gathered around him and then flowed through the special passage created by the Mystic Life Technique into Bai Ling's body.
However, Bai Ling's injuries were indeed severe, and she couldn't channel the Mystic Life Technique herself at this moment.
She could only passively receive the healing effects of the secret art that Chu Ning was performing.
Even with Chu Ning's current cultivation and the power of the Mystic Life Technique, his spiritual energy was still extremely weak, and it seemed like Bai Ling could perish at any moment.
After half an hour, Bai Ling's aura finally showed a slight fluctuation, beginning to recover at an extremely slow pace.
While Chu Ning was helping Bai Ling with the Mystic Life Technique, Cen Zikin's expression suddenly changed as she looked towards the southeast.
The next moment, she flew away.
"Big Jin, Little Jin, someone's coming. Come with me."
Calling out to the Golden Thunder Eagles, Cen Zikin flew out to meet the three incoming figures a hundred meters away.
She warily observed the three figures—two men and one woman.
The middle-aged man was a cultivator at the mid-Golden Core stage, and the older man was at the late-Golden Core stage.
They were the same two Golden Core cultivators that Chu Ning had scared away earlier.
However, the two men weren't the ones with the highest cultivation.
The one with the highest cultivation was the middle-aged beautiful woman standing at the front.
She was actually a Nascent Soul cultivator, and her aura indicated that she was at the mid-Nascent Soul stage.
Cen Zikin's heart skipped a beat, but her face remained calm as she arched her hands towards the middle-aged woman and said, "Fellow Daoists, my companions are cultivating up ahead, so it's a little inconvenient. Please refrain from coming any closer."
(End of Chapter)
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