1novels Chapter 616 Tribulation of the Dao-Slaying Realm
Chapter 616 Tribulation of the Dao-Slaying Realm
Time passed slowly in this suffocatingly solemn atmosphere.
Half a year has passed quietly.
For the past six months, the entire Eastern Continent has unexpectedly maintained an eerie calm.
After annexing all the industries and territories surrounding the Tai Xuan Holy Land, the three holy lands, as if by prior agreement, simultaneously halted their expansion and established themselves millions of miles outside the core gate of the Tai Xuan Holy Land, forming a massive encirclement.
They did not launch any substantial attack, nor did the Tai Xuan Holy Land send out any cultivators to counterattack.
The two sides remained in a chilling silence, separated by a vast void.
However, all the cultivators in the Eastern Continent, from the heads of various families to the wandering cultivators on the streets, were very clear about this.
This is by no means the dawn of peace, but rather a brief and oppressive calm before a devastating storm.
The three holy lands are like three patient and greedy wolves, coldly watching the dying giant Tai Xuan Holy Land, quietly waiting for the final and most fatal opportunity—the day when the Tai Xuan Quasi-Emperor Ancestor passes away.
Once that day comes, this seemingly peaceful land of the Eastern Continent will be transformed into a battlefield of corpses and bloodshed in an instant.
Just as countless eyes were fixed on the Tai Xuan Holy Land, wondering how long this ancient lineage could survive.
Inside the Tai Xuan Holy Land, above the Holy Son's Cave.
"Boom!"
A deep, muffled thunderclap suddenly shattered the deathly silence that had lasted for half a year, and exploded across the entire Tai Xuan Holy Land!
The sound was so immense that even the long-silent protective array of the Tai Xuan Holy Land rippled violently.
Immediately afterwards, the once cloudless sky was completely covered by thick, inky clouds of calamity within a few breaths.
The dark, oppressive clouds seemed to press directly down on the earth. Within the clouds, countless bolts of violent lightning, displaying various colors such as purple, gold, and red, rolled and roared like ancient celestial dragons, radiating a power of heaven and earth that could make all things in the world tremble.
"That's... the direction of the Holy Son's cave?!"
"What terrifying divine might! This aura is no ordinary tribulation for breaking through realms; this is... the Great Tribulation of Severing the Dao!"
"My God! Is His Highness about to break through to the Dao-Slaying Realm?"
"Wasn't he only at the sixth level of the Immortal Ascension Realm half a year ago? How could he possibly face the Tribulation of Severing the Dao so quickly?!"
Within the Tai Xuan Holy Land, countless disciples and elders who had been living in constant fear due to the mountain's closure were all startled by this earth-shattering commotion.
They all emerged from the cave, looked up, and stared in disbelief at the terrifying, apocalyptic cloud hanging over the Holy Son's cave.
Under the spotlight of everyone.
"Zheng—"
A clear and resonant sword cry rose into the sky from the top cave dwelling on Saint Son Peak.
Immediately afterwards, a tall and slender young figure, surrounded by dazzling golden holy fire, stepped out of the cave and stood directly in mid-air, facing the vast and boundless Heavenly Tribulation.
It was Lin Hanzhou, who had been in seclusion for half a year!
At this moment, his black hair, like a waterfall, flew wildly in the wind.
Golden flames burned fiercely in those deep eyes, as if they could pierce through the void and countless worlds.
The aura emanating from him was more than ten or a hundred times stronger than it had been six months ago!
That was an unparalleled pressure that had already stepped out of the shackles of the mortal world and begun to come into contact with the fundamental Dao of Heaven and Earth.
The Dao-Slaying Realm is a massive chasm on the path of cultivation.
The so-called "cutting off the path" means cutting off one's own distracting thoughts and karmic connections, and realizing one's own supreme path.
Countless brilliant talents have failed at this hurdle, some even perishing and their powers dissipating.
But Lin Hanzhou stood in the void, looking up at the rolling sea of lightning. His handsome face showed no fear, but instead a haughty smile that looked down on the world.
"A mere tribulation lightning strike that dares to hinder my progress? Disperse!"
Lin Hanzhou did not use any magical treasures or defensive formations.
He actually used his physical strength to rush upwards and actively meet the first bolt of purple-gold lightning as thick as a water vat that struck down!
"boom!"
With a deafening roar, lightning completely engulfed Lin Hanzhou's figure.
But in just a moment, the violent lightning was torn apart by an even more domineering and intense golden flame.
Lin Hanzhou was bathed in the sea of lightning, and his Heavenly Sacred Body was fully unleashed. The tribulation lightning that was enough to turn ordinary peak Immortal Platform cultivators into ashes struck him, and actually made a clanging sound of metal striking metal. Not even a corner of his clothes was damaged.
This calamity of severing one's Dao, which is a near-death experience for countless cultivators, was like a gentle drizzle to Lin Hanzhou, posing no real threat to him whatsoever.
And in a hidden void hundreds of miles away from the Holy Son's cave.
The Supreme Lord of Tai Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, hidden among the layers of spatial rifts, quietly watching the young figure in the sky who was displaying great power and tearing through lightning with his bare hands.
His face was hidden in the shadows, making it impossible to discern his emotions, but his deep eyes, fixed on Lin Hanzhou, were now churning with a monstrous aura.
"Six months...it only took six months..."
The voice of the Supreme Lord of Tai Xuan trembled slightly, an uncontrollable shock after witnessing a miracle that defied common sense.
He knew all too well the difficulties of reaching the Dao-Slaying Realm.
Ordinary cultivators, if they are lucky enough to cultivate to the peak of the Immortal Platform, are all stuck at the threshold of the Dao Severing for decades, or even hundreds of years.
Even those prodigies who are crowned with the title of "peerless geniuses" and possess top-notch physiques and endless resources still need years or even more than a decade of arduous cultivation and accumulation to successfully take this step.
But what about Xiao Yan in front of us?
Half a year!
In just half a year, he crossed a chasm that ordinary people could not reach in their entire lives, breaking through the shackles of the Heavenly Dao from the sixth level of the Sendai Heaven, thus attracting the great calamity of severing the Dao!
And judging from his effortless and terrifying demeanor, as if he were even absorbing the lightning tribulation as a tonic, it was impossible for him to fail in this tribulation.
"Such an incomprehensible, monstrous talent is more than just astonishingly brilliant!"
"Even those ancient emperors who left behind countless legends throughout the ages probably didn't possess such an incredible cultivation speed in their youth!"
The Supreme Lord of Tai Xuan screamed wildly in his heart.
He had naturally heard of the fame of the Burning Heaven Sacred Body, but the Burning Heaven Sacred Body recorded in ancient books could never be exaggerated to this extent.
There must be some earth-shattering secret hidden in this young man, a secret that even he, the Holy Lord, cannot see through.
In the past, when the Tai Xuan Holy Land was at its peak, the Tai Xuan Holy Lord would have been overjoyed to have such a heaven-defying holy son who could sweep across the nine heavens and ten earths and had the bearing of an emperor.
He would absolutely devote all the power of the Holy Land, even at the cost of his own life, to protect this boy as he grows up.
If this young man is given five hundred years, no, even just two hundred years, the Tai Xuan Holy Land will definitely be able to recreate the glory of its past era, unify the Eastern Continent, and even rule the entire Nine Heavens and Ten Earths!
but……
In the eyes of the Supreme Lord of the Great Profound Realm, the fervent shock lasted only a brief moment before it was as if a bucket of icy water had been poured over his head, instantly turning into endless bitterness and despair.
"What a pity... such a pity..."
The Supreme Lord of Tai Xuan let out a long sigh, a sigh filled with the profound helplessness of an aging hero facing the crisis of his sect's destruction.
"Our Tai Xuan Holy Land has run out of time."