ushernet Chapter 36 Heavenly Tribulation
Chapter 36 Heavenly Tribulation
Chapter 36 Heavenly Tribulation
Chen Mo's body hovered impassibly in a meditative lotus position as the chamber around him grew increasingly saturated with swirling spiritual energy. The dense, nebulous fog coiled and eddied, drawn inexorably towards the cultivator's dantian like a whirlpool.
Though his serene expression remained outwardly placid, the merest hint of strain furrowed his brow—the only outward sign of the monumental exertion occurring within.
As the maelstrom of power intensified, realization blossomed in Chen Mo's mind. He had not foreseen that the destabilization of his soul space would provide the catalyst for this breakthrough into the Void Traversing Realm. "Hm? What's this?"
With a casual gesture, the roof above dematerialized at Chen Mo's beckoning. But the formerly azure sky had taken on a startling metamorphosis—roiling storm clouds now blotted out the heavens in an ominous morass of thunderheads. Arcs of elemental lightning danced across the churning darkness in increasing frequency.
A Heavenly Tribulation. The archetypal phenomenon heralding a cultivator's transcendence into a higher realm of existence. But its arrival at this juncture puzzled Chen Mo.
"A Heavenly Tribulation? But how is that possible? I'm only breaking through to the Void Traversing Realm."
Chen Mo's mind raced as he analyzed the emergence of this celestial baptism. Such cosmic trials traditionally accompanied far more monumental breakthroughs—into the Tribulation Transcendence Realm and beyond. 'Activate skill [Existence] '
[
Name: Heavenly Dao
Information: Due to continuous evading of the Heavenly Dao's restrain, the Heavenly Dao deems you a dangerous entity and seeks to eliminate you.
]
"Oh! I forgot this guy was still trying to restrain me"
...
Heavenly Palace, Hall
The vaulted halls echoed with Elder Zhang Wei's pounding footfalls as he rushed into the opulent chamber and dropped into a deep kowtow before the sect's venerable Patriarch. "We've received news from the spies planted within Chen Mo's sect," the elder stammered out, his voice quavering with barely restrained trepidation.
The Patriarch's expression morphed into a severe frown at the unspoken implications carried in Zhang Wei's tone. "Out with it. What have you learned?"
Swallowing hard, the elder relayed the earth-shaking report with halting words. "They say...Chen Mo is currently undergoing a Heavenly Tribulation."
Spiderweb cracks emanated from where the Patriarch's hands clenched the armrests of his throne with supernatural force. "That's impossible!" he bellowed, imperious fury reverberating through the throne room. "Even with that accursed treasure in his possession, how could he have broken through so quickly?"
Pinned beneath the overwhelming pressure of his lord's unbridled rage, Zhang Wei could only bow his head fully to the punishing floor as he rushed to reassure the irate cultivator. "I swear it is true, my lord! Every spy has corroborated the same!"
Just as the Patriarch's aura reached a suffocating peak, a lilting feminine voice cut through the tension like a willow branch parting still waters. "It is not impossible to undergo Heavenly Tribulation before the Tribulation Transcendence Realm." The Patriarch's furious glare snapped towards the woman emerging from behind his throne with a gliding, ethereal gait. Her crimson silks accentuated the foxy ears and lush tail marking her as one of the mystical vulpine race.
"Oh?" The simple syllable carried a universe of inferred meaning.
"Some of our clan's most exceptional geniuses undergo such cosmic baptisms even in the Golden Core Realm," the fox-woman explained with a slight, sly smile. "It seems this Chen Mo likely possesses some rare physique that accelerates his cultivation."
The Patriarch's piercing stare bored into the woman for an endless moment before his hand rose to pensively stroke his bearded chin. For his part, Elder Zhang Wei dared not so much as lift his gaze from the marble tiles—his fear of meeting the vulpine cultivator's probing stare palpable. "If he has gained such fortuitous opportunities from that damned treasure, then we must act before he grows beyond our ability to contain." With a succinct wave of his hand, the Patriarch issued his decree. "Invite Chen Mo's sect to the upcoming Chaotic Holy Lands. There, we will remove this threat before he becomes an even greater nuisance."
"At once, my lord!" Zhang Wei rasped his fervent assent before scrambling from the chamber with undignified haste.
The faint smile playing across the fox-woman's full lips morphed into a sly, knowing smirk as she watched the elder's panicked retreat.
"A chaotic physique, is it...?" she purred, more to herself than any other. "How...interesting." The game was afoot, with enticing new layers unfolding by the hour. It would be such a pity if her adorable little sister missed out on all the fun.