Chapter 619: Chapter 562: Holding Up the Pot with Both Hands, Facing Tribulation Thunder as an Opponent
First it was a tingling numbness, then it felt like flesh was being cut and bones scraped, and finally, it felt as though his whole body was being divided into countless pieces...
Various sensations emerged one after another, nearly causing Han Yu to pass out from the pain.
He grabbed a large black pot from behind, holding it above his head, and cursed when the tribulation thunder struck.
Su Xiaoxiao had tricked him, promising that she would share part of the force, and he would only endure tribulation thunder at the purple level.
But his feeling told him, damn it, that this was far beyond the purple level of tribulation thunder.
"It’s fine, it’s fine, everything is under control."
Over there, Su Xiaoxiao, albeit still shaken, put on a brave front and spoke to those around her.
After all, he was still alive!
Being alive indicates that her plan was wholly feasible, and she couldn’t help but marvel at Han Yu’s physical resilience.
Truly unyielding life!
Yet little did she know that on the other side, Han Yu was in utter despair and just one strike had left him numb on the spot. Who knew if he could withstand what’s coming next?
Continuous tribulation thunder kept falling, and he struggled wretchedly among them.
As he dodged left and right, that mountain-like gate showed no movement, causing his heart to sink.
This guy never attempted to try it; everything was just theoretical talk.
I’m such a fool for trusting you.
Han Yu felt like crying without tears. He sprinted with all his might while carrying the large black pot, trembling despite his resilient body against the terrifying might of the heavens.
Just five seconds in, he sensed mortal danger.
There were at least thirty-five seconds remaining!
This is it for me, Han Yu thought as he looked up at the tribulation clouds, where increasingly terrifying pressure was gathering.
A single person’s tribulation thunder still gathering strength?
He was all too familiar with this setup; it was the second wave of tribulation thunder gaining power.
Amassing ample strength, suddenly countless red feathers fluttered in the sky, flashing with a bloody radiance.
Thunder Feather!
The tribulation thunder had come up with something new, how could one evade this overwhelming thing?
No way to evade!
When Han Yu came to this conclusion, the large black pot had already been struck by Thunder Feather, and terrifying lightning spread from the pot, engulfing Han Yu entirely.
Devastating!
It’s beyond devastating; even purple tribulation thunder couldn’t break his physical body in one go, but the lightning descending from the pot broke his skin just by slightly touching it.
Even Su Xiaoxiao did not dare to boast that everything was under control again, as even he couldn’t predict the tribulation thunder’s strength when it was supposed to be weakened.
Had it been another cultivator in the Divine Platform Realm, this wave of Thunder Feather would be enough to annihilate them. Not just them, but anyone would be either dead or wounded.
Han Yu was already in too much pain to speak, as visible cracks were spider-webbing across the black pot above his head, giving an ominous feeling.
Supposedly five times, was it going to fall short?
"Open the gate with all your might."
Su Xiaoxiao’s heart sank to the bottom, his pale face whispered to everyone.
He ultimately underestimated the tribulation thunder, or perhaps didn’t regard the tribulation thunder high enough.
The massive bronze gate was forming gradually but was still short of fully opening.
Fifteen seconds had passed; they needed at least, at least twenty-five seconds more.
The tribulation clouds on the void were surging, seemingly gathering another wave.
Still gathering?
Han Yu looked up at the sky, feeling numb-headed, and his heart went cold.
The second wave had severely injured him, and they were still gathering force?
There was no intention of letting me live, was there?
"Does the tribulation thunder hold a grudge against me? Why does one wave come after another?"
Han Yu raged in his sea of consciousness; whose tribulation thunder behaves like this anyway?
At least give me some transition!
Sustain one wave a bit longer, then if failing, increase the strength!
Why jump to the next if one wave doesn’t kill?
"Tribulation thunder has never been normal around you."
The Artifact Spirit said darkly, even it found this tribulation thunder overdone.
In usual protocol, during the first wave, Han Yu could at least barely hold off to gain some time.
At worse, persist through the second wave of Thunder Feather for hope.
But immediately launching the third wave, fear of leaving no chance at survival.
Suddenly, a giant hand slowly reached down from the clouds.
Red thunder converged, flashing terrifying radiance.
This hand, formed by thunder, emitted a crushing aura, and upon its appearance, not only Han Yu, but all within the Celestial Chasm gasped.
Tribulation Thunder’s Hand.
The same word struck everyone’s heart, and all were frightfully awestruck by the fearsome hand.
Tribulation thunder had transformed; what was with this nonsense?
Han Yu thought he had seen it all, but tribulation thunder transforming into something was still intimidating.
The massive hand was a hundred feet wide, and when it pressed downward, the enormous pressure created a cataclysmic scene.
Han Yu was like an insignificant ant in the midst of it, without even a trace of resistance faced with the vast force of heaven and earth.
"Wake up, hurry wake up."
Within the sea of consciousness, the Artifact Spirit kept shaking Ping, rapidly pulling Han Yu’s mind back.
"Don’t face it, death will be the result."
Just confronting such a terrifying thing with a broken black pot was laughable.
Run!
It was my last thought.
Flames burst, extending hundred-meter wings, blazing paths in its wake.
Han Yu ran for his life, burying his head beneath massive pressure.
The gigantic hand descended, seemingly missing its target, but then five fingers turned into chains extending relentlessly.
Smack!
Just escaping the palm’s scope, Han Yu suddenly felt his rear vanish.
He felt a great force strike him, then nothing.
Until several moments later, a tremendous force detonated within him, red power rampaged through his limbs, and the black pot had long turned to dust.
The door opened, but it seemed too late.
Su Xiaoxiao and others watched helplessly at the blood-drenched figure on the opposite side, hearts sinking deep.
"Not dead!"
Wushang Daoist, lost in thought, suddenly spoke, coincidentally witnessing movement in Han Yu’s body.
Not only did he see it, but others also saw it.
Han Yu’s current state was peculiarly eerie, clearly having lost much of his flesh, yet still retaining the last of life force.
"Send him in."
Su Xiaoxiao urgently shouted, as long as he was alive, sending him inside held a chance for survival.
An astral river poured through the Celestial Chasm, instantly sweeping Han Yu toward the portal, while the tribulation thunder hand also struck.
In a flash, the astral river split into two currents; one thin stream carried Han Yu toward the gate, another main stream charged at the red hand.
In the collision, the astral river shattered as if unable to withstand, bringing thunder into the small cave world within the Celestial Chasm.
"Sever quickly!"
Someone shouted with a pale face, Su Xiaoxiao exerted all his strength to sever the Celestial Chasm, yet couldn’t block the impending streak of lightning.
Red light flared, instantly enveloping the five, wailing cries echoed, soon showing five so-called strong ones convulsing continuously, each severely hurt.
The void-hovering portal dissipated just then, and Han Yu’s silhouette utterly vanished from this world.
The lingering tribulation clouds hovered briefly, eventually fading away.
Meanwhile, Lei Wang’s face twisted with frustration.
It was all in vain!
His method could not deceive the tribulation thunder.
Though the doomed have perished, there’s not a hint of the tribulation thunder disappearing.
Xin Zui’s face turned ghastly pale; a narrow miss had he been less cautious, return was unlikely.
Experiencing such dreadful tribulation thunder so close was beyond fear, never had death felt so immediate.
Yet he felt somewhat relieved; the dummy replacement plan failed, at least they wouldn’t face being dragged to face thunder.
Staying in the palace wasn’t bad, compared to losing life, they’d rather remain indefinitely...
