Chapter 1170: Chapter 1170: Thunder Tribulation Tempering
Yang Yan believed that if he strengthened his body, combined with his sacred body constitution, he would have an absolute trump card in close combat.
However, for Yang Yan, whose constitution was a sacred body, ordinary cultivation techniques often provided minimal help.
So, after having this thought, Yang Yan dived right into the Library Pavilion to find a suitable cultivation technique.
Three days later, Yang Yan found Sect Leader Lin An, intending to entrust the four girls who were in the midst of breakthroughs to him, and stated that he was going to go into closed-door cultivation.
Lin An readily agreed, guaranteeing that he would take good care of Xiaocao and the others.
After all, the stronger Yang Yan was, the greater his usefulness would be to the Ancient Abyss Sect.
This was a result that Sect Leader Lin An absolutely hoped to see.
Yang Yan chose an unnamed peak near the Ancient Abyss Sect, solemnly opened the ancient scroll in his hand.
This cultivation technique was supposed to be divided into two volumes, and now Yang Yan only had half of it in his hands.
As for the other half, he searched the entire Cultivation Technique Tower but could not find it.
Presumably, this cultivation technique still remaining in the Ancient Abyss Sect is only half.
This cultivation technique has a rather dominant name, the "Celestial Spirit Dominating Body Technique."
The cultivation requirements for this technique are quite harsh, requiring the use of celestial thunder to temper one’s body.
This is likely also why it was shelved and unheeded.
It is well known that celestial thunder is something all cultivators avoid, yet it is a threat that must be faced during the process of overcoming tribulations.
A slight mistake might lead to being reduced to ashes.
Now, Yang Yan plans to realize his idea, to use it for tempering, the risk is undeniably significant.
If it were not for Yang Yan possessing a sacred body, he would probably have to shy away when faced with such harsh conditions.
Rumble——
In the following three months, the area near the Ancient Abyss Sect often went from a clear sky to sudden thunder and lightning, with clouds rolling in.
The disciples had become accustomed to this.
However, because Yang Yan’s cultivation site was safeguarded by an array personally set up by Elder Dugu to prevent outside probing, no one could confirm who was repeatedly attracting the thunder tribulations.
Indeed, some had speculated it might be Yang Yan, but lacking evidence, they only discussed it privately.
Today is the seventh day of September. Near dusk, the sky suddenly howled with strong winds, clouds gathered, and thunder rolled.
Crack!
A bolt of lightning struck down powerfully, directly hitting the mountaintop.
Counting this, it was already the third celestial thunder fiercely striking the figure sitting upright at the mountain’s peak.
Amidst the swirling dust, a battered figure remained sitting upright like a rock.
This person was none other than Yang Yan, planning to enter the path through his physical body, taking an unconventional path.
Yang Yan underestimated the difficulty of this cultivation technique.
Three months of tempering had not allowed him to fully adapt to the intense lightning strikes.
At this moment, Yang Yan appeared only with singed clothes, a bit disheveled but with no apparent injuries.
However, internally, his Qi was turbulent, and his blood flowed backward, suppressed only by a strong force of True Qi.
Otherwise, he might have already spat blood and collapsed unconscious on the ground.
Cough, cough!
After three deep breaths, Yang Yan suddenly took a deep breath, staggered, and collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.
Feeling the chaotic Qi within him and his reversing meridians, he could only smile bitterly to himself.
The path to cultivation is indeed fraught with challenges, but with the date of the Immortal Cultivation Conference drawing near, he naturally could not slacken in his training, choosing to once again summon the celestial thunder.
However, what brought him consolation was that the past three months of effort had not been in vain.
From barely withstanding a single thunder tribulation initially, to now being able to withstand the third, he had made significant progress.
Needless to say, his sacred body constitution had been further activated, its strength unknowable how many times beyond its original base.
He did not dare claim to be the only one in the world who could withstand the Heavenly Dao’s thunder tribulation with the physical body, but such individuals were indeed rare.
Five months later,
After enduring the baptism of five thunder tribulations, Yang Yan again examined his body and was overjoyed.
Every part contained astonishing power, with traces of lightning in the patterns!
Although sparse, it was definitely good news.
In his current state, even if faced with a mid-Foundation Establishment stage expert, he was confident of defeating them instantly.
Yet at this moment, a thousand miles away from the Ancient Abyss Sect, Zhuge Wushuang of the Unrivaled Slaughter Sword had fainted unconscious on the ground.
Gongsun Ruyan of the Ice and Snow Sword was breathless, spitting blood.
Xiaocao of the Traceless Sword was battered, nearly crippled.
Mu Qingcheng of the Heartless Sword sat beside Gongsun Ruyan, panting, her eyes emitting a wolf-like gleam.
Scattered before her were numerous corpses, most of which were disciples of the Ancient Abyss Sect.
"Mu Qingcheng, I’ll give you one more chance. Bring the other three to join our Yizheng Sect, or else don’t blame us for our merciless hands,"
a man in green clothes holding a treasured sword declared coldly.
"Pah! Shameless scoundrels, bullying with numbers, resorting to an ambush. If you want to kill, kill! I, Mu Qingcheng, will never collude with the likes of you scoundrels even if I die!"
Mu Qingcheng felt a sense of deep regret in her heart.
Originally intending to venture out with the disciples of the Ancient Abyss Sect, who could predict that Yizheng Sect would ambush them midway, collaborating with other sect experts?
Facing far greater numbers, and with the enemy prepared, they were caught off guard.
Despite quickly sending a disciple back to request support, they underestimated Yizheng Sect’s despicable tactics.
The enemy immediately used muscle relaxants to bind her, leaving no chance to even delay.
Holding her sword hilt tightly now, she still lacked the power to fight.
Even Zhuge Wushuang, known as the Sword of Slaughter, was seriously injured by their joint attack and lay unconscious.
"Hmph! Since you refuse a toast, you’ll be forced to drink a forfeit; don’t blame me, kill them!"
The man’s order rang out, and experts surged forward.
The only one left with any combat ability, Gongsun Ruyan, stepped up to battle, but ultimately, two fists couldn’t compete against four hands.
Moreover, she herself was already injured, and was defeated as soon as they faced off.
"Kill them all!"
Seeing the longswords rushing towards her in an instant, Mu Qingcheng closed her eyes, preparing to thrust her final strike with all her might.
Even if she were to die, she’d drag one down with her.
"My king, it seems Qingcheng can no longer stay by your side."
When Yang Yan and Lin Zimu arrived at the scene based on the signal sent by the distressed disciples, the sight of countless blood-soaked scenes chilled their hearts, though they had witnessed many such sights.
Blood was splattered everywhere like the Manjushaka blossoming on the banks of Yellow Springs.
Trees had been cut in half, and the low bushes and plants were adorned with severed limbs, the air filled with an overpowering stench of blood.
Even the wild beasts nearby seeking food were stunned by the murderous aura and dared not approach.
Yet, there were only traces of battle here, not a single person in sight, leaving one truly perplexed.
