Already brimming with anger, Old Hai Wei's fury surged even higher when he heard Ye Ling's words. He couldn't help it and spat out a mouthful of old blood.
His face turned abruptly pale, and Old Hai Wei's body trembled. If he still didn't realize the foolish thing he had just done, then he might as well be a pig.
The Divine Infant Realm was the last stage before becoming an immortal. To enter this realm, one must endure the refinement of Heavenly Tribulation, also known as Tribulation Crossing.
Heavenly Tribulation scorns all entities that challenge it. Every creature within its range was a target for obliteration.
Cultivators, also known as Martial Artists, inherently defied the natural order. Therefore, even the Heavenly Dao did not permit them to break through so easily.
To be struck down by Heavenly Thunder during the Tribulation, only upon crossing it successfully could one be considered to have truly broken through. Countless powerful beings have perished under it.
And the three bolts of Heavenly Thunder that had just struck Old Hai Wei were obviously Ye Ling's Divine Infant Tribulation. Had he really been so foolish as to try to kill Ye Ling?
Dammit, it was simply good fortune not to have been struck dead just now, thought Old Hai Wei, who had previously crossed his own Divine Infant Tribulation and was now frightened by the memory.
"You dare to trick me?!"
Old Hai Wei ground his teeth in anger but kept backing away. He saw a terrifying cloud of Heavenly Thunder forming above Ye Ling's head, readying for its next ferocious strike.
Ye Ling chuckled, "Damn right I tricked you, and what are you going to do about it!"
"Xiao Hei, block him for me. Today's Heavenly Tribulation includes him, which is an honor for you. Not just anyone gets this chance—I wouldn't normally offer it!"
Ye Ling infuriated Old Hai Wei to the point of near madness. This was definitely bullying; it wasn't supposed to be like this.
But in the next moment, Ye Ling charged toward Old Hai Wei, and the cloud of Heavenly Thunder above his head was already brewing its next terrible assault.
Rumbling echoed like the beating of heavenly drums, causing everyone's hearts to beat frantically, instilling an involuntary sense of alarm and even fear that their hearts might leap out in time with the sound.
With a crack of thunder, a fearsome bolt of Heavenly Tribulation pierced the entire sky as if the Lord of Heaven himself wielded a bolt of lightning, ruthlessly aiming it at where Ye Ling stood.
Seeing this, Old Hai Wei, with Ye Ling closing in on him, was utterly horrified: "Oh my god!"
Whoosh, Old Hai Wei turned tail and ran, with no intention of fighting Ye Ling. Jokes aside, words wasted—this was Heavenly Tribulation, not child's play.
"Come to me, Binding Divine Rope!"
Ye Ling chuckled, not a trace of fear on his face. He knew very well that the last three bolts were the true test of his Heavenly Tribulation.
The earlier bolts of Heavenly Tribulation were merely appetizers, but what were mere appetizers for him were fatal ordeals for others, merely grazing them could cause injury, simply touching them meant death.
Hums resonated as a beam of golden light bound Old Hai Wei's body. In an instant, the terrifying binding force froze him right where he stood.
Power, an indescribable power, surged as Old Hai Wei thrashed about wildly. But to his disbelief, his strength vanished without a trace, failing to stir even the smallest ripple.
With a crack, the Tribulation arrived. Ye Ling laughed heartily as he shattered the immense thunderbolt heading his way. Ye Ling was safe, but Old Hai Wei's situation turned disastrous.
The dreadful Heavenly Tribulation struck Old Hai Wei directly. Thunderous fury swirled, treating his body as if it were a playground, rampaging unbridled.
Streaks of lightning danced over Old Hai Wei's body. He was close to tears; this was the fourth time, the fourth encounter on this very day.
The terrifying Heavenly Tribulation left one completely defenseless, not only in its sheer power but also in its ability to paralyze the soul and weaken the soul force.
Of course, every cloud has a silver lining. When you can directly confront the Heavenly Tribulation, your soul would undergo an unparalleled transformation.
But Hai Wei could no longer feel such things; all he knew was that his body was smoking again, emitting white fumes once more.
A burnt smell gradually wafted from his body, his hair stood on end, and his eyes turned green, as if he'd become a new species for foreigners.
"Hehe, don't worry, there's more to come. You should thank me. A body struck by lightning is the cleanest, not a single bacteria in sight!"
Ye Ling burst into laughter and then threw a fierce punch with one hand onto Hai Wei's cheek. A crisp crack sounded as Hai Wei's nose bridge instantly collapsed.
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"Huaxia brat! Let me go, quick, I'll leave, I won't vie for The Sword of Judgment anymore. I guarantee Divines Hall won't pursue this matter!"
Hai Wei was truly frightened. Ye Ling was too strong, and at this point, he had lost all will to continue the fight. What's more, with danger in front and behind, it was a mystery whether he could even escape.
Ye Ling crooked his mouth into a smile, "Tsk tsk, old guy, you still think you can leave? That's not how we Huaxia people show our hospitality. Don't worry, I'll make sure you feel right at home!"
With a thud, Ye Ling landed another punch on Hai Wei's cheek. The pain was intense. The force was so great that Hai Wei couldn't resist at all.
Furthermore, being tightly restrained in place by the Binding Divine Rope, Hai Wei couldn't even struggle free and had instead become a punching bag for Ye Ling to strike at will.
Boom! In midair, thunderclouds brewed once again, and Hai Wei's eyes bulged out in shock.
"No! Let me go, let me go. The Heavenly Tribulation is coming, Huaxia brat, it's your tribulation, your tribulation!"
Ye Ling, who was observing the Heavenly Tribulation, gave a sheepish smile and glanced back at Hai Wei, "No, it's your tribulation."
Crack, a thunderclap shook heaven and earth, and following a flash of light, Hai Wei's body shone with azure thunder, his body emitted billowing white smoke, and his face turned utterly black.
The Heavenly Tribulation, damn it, it was the Heavenly Tribulation again, the fifth one! Why was this like crossing the tribulation oneself!
I came here to fight, to kill, I'm an unrivaled warrior, damn it, why did I end up falling into the hands of a petty kid!
"No! Huaxia brat, let me go, I want a duel to the death with you!"
Hai Wei roared madly as the terrifying Divine Power within him exploded, continuously battering the Binding Divine Rope around his body. He had completely lost his mind.
Being bombarded by the Heavenly Tribulation over and over, toyed with by Ye Ling time and again, it wouldn't just be him losing his mind, even a Hongchen immortal would go crazy.
I can't stand it; this feeling is too painful!
After hearing this, Ye Ling's eyes grew serious, and he nodded, "Alright, I'll give you this chance. Draw your sword then. I will have a duel with you!"
Hai Wei was taken aback, yee-haw, what was happening this time, had this guy changed his nature?
"Huaxia man, I challenge you!"
Hai Wei took a deep breath, held up his longsword, solemn as can be.