Chapter 2328: So Many Tricks

Chapter 2328: Hua Yang Zhen Duo

Boom! Rumble!

The nine paths of Shen Jie came to an end, and thunder rumbled once more, drawing raised eyebrows from the people of the world.

Clearly, the lightning tribulation was not yet over.

Indeed, as the people looked up, thunder manifested in the four directions of that starry sky, forming four seas of thunder that encircled Ye Chen, trapping him in the center.

The eastern sea of thunder gathered into a divine dragon amid the booming sounds; the western sea formed a white tiger; the southern sea coalesced into a Zhu Que; and the northern sea shaped into a Xuanwu.

Tian Lao stroked his beard.

"Very obviously, it's the Si Shen Shou Tian Jie."

The younger generations looked up, swallowing hard.

"This is just... too massive."

The four thunder divine beasts were each like towering mountains of ten thousand zhang; in their presence, people seemed as insignificant as ants.

Ye Chen furrowed his brows slightly. He had faced the divine beasts' tribulation before.

Recalling the past, he and Ji Ningshuang had joined forces to battle Yin Zhiping, drawing the pursuit of three sects. They had used the Shen Jie to break the deadlock, summoning thunder divine beasts that nearly wiped him out.

Now, in his Quasi Emperor tribulation, the Si Shen Shou Tian Jie appeared again, which was truly unexpected.

Roar!

The four divine beasts roared, their thunderous might making the hearts of the people tremble. Those with weaker cultivation had blood streaming from their ears, their primordial spirits affected, forcing them to summon immortal light to protect their true bodies.

Xiao Yuan Huang scratched his monkey fur.

"So, this means we have to slaughter these four thunder divine beasts!"

His fire eyes gleamed brightly as he gazed at those massive figures, feeling a sense of powerlessness.

Boom! Rumble!

No sooner had the words been spoken than the thunder grew even more intense. Beyond the four thunder forms, more lightning poured down from the heavens—it wasn't the nine paths of Shen Jie, but all sorts of lightning, shrouding the starry sky.

Roar!

The thunder divine beasts launched their attack, closing in from all sides.

Ye Chen snorted coldly, instantly activating his Ba Ti, and drew out his Lingxiao iron staff. He swung it at the oncoming thunder divine dragon, sending it flying, then flipped his hand to strike down the thunder Zhu Que with a palm.

Roar!

The thunder white tiger roared, spewing forth annihilating lightning.

Ye Chen dodged swiftly, then struck from the heavens with his staff, making the thunder white tiger roar in pain.

The most troublesome was the thunder Xuanwu, which swallowed Ye Chen whole in one gulp.

Break!

Ye Chen's nature was fierce; he thrust his staff, piercing a massive hole, and leaped out like a soaring dragon.

In that instant, the thunder divine dragon and Zhu Que attacked again—one shooting thunder beams from its eyes, the other spewing a sea of thunder. The beams struck Ye Chen down, and before he could steady himself, the sea of thunder engulfed him.

At the same time, the thunder white tiger and Xuanwu joined the assault.

Yet Ye Chen was overbearing; he blasted through the sea of thunder and charged out, punching the divine dragon and Zhu Que to pieces with his fists and palms. With a flip of his staff, he shattered the white tiger, and as for the thunder Xuanwu, it too met destruction, stomped into nothingness by his heavy kick.

However, the four divine beasts seemed indestructible; their thunder forms shattered only to reform.

What was more, in the eastern void, a sun appeared, formed from thunder, its radiating light infused with thunder essence—blazing yet destructive.

In the western void, a moon emerged, casting serene moonlight.

That moon was also gathered from thunder; its light appeared peaceful but was actually filled with annihilating thunder. It could instantly crush not just junior cultivators, but even ordinary Quasi Emperors, making their hearts quiver.

Kui Niu Huang raised his eyebrows.

"Is that the Ri Yue Lei Jie?"

Xuanwu Huang sighed.

"I'm afraid it's more than that."

Indeed, as he said, after the thunder sun and moon, the sky filled with stars, all transformed from lightning. These thunder stars of various colors flickered with diverse starlight, mesmerizing to the eye.

Canglong Huang clicked his tongue.

"Got it, the Xingchen Tian Jie."

Chiyang Zi spoke meaningfully.

"Who knows, there might be other Shen Jie as well."

This guy shouldn't have spoken; as soon as he did, it arrived.

This time, it was a massive thunder mountain.

At the foot of the thunder mountain, a mighty river formed from thunder rolled forth, its crashing waves consisting of peerless annihilating lightning—a single wave could crush an ordinary Quasi Emperor.

And that was not the end.

Beyond the thunder river, flowers, grass, trees, ancient cities, clouds, meteorites, snow, and frost appeared—all without exception, shaped from lightning.

An elderly Quasi Emperor took a deep breath.

"Very clearly, this is the Yi Xiang Tian Jie."

Ri Yue Shenzi's mouth twitched.

"This Yi Xiang Tian Jie has way too many variations!"

They were not like the usual ones, which had just one or two types; for Ye Chen, it was a complete set, with all sorts of phenomena arranged like a world formed entirely of thunder.

Dongzhou Wuwang shook his head with a smile.

"Who asked him to be such a monster?"

Xuangu Dizi said leisurely.

"The next one should be the Fa Qi Tian Jie."

As he said, it was indeed the Fa Qi Tian Jie—divine mirrors, bronze furnaces, treasure seals, killing swords, great cauldrons, jade bottles... nothing one could imagine was missing, only what the Tian Jie couldn't achieve. It was like eighteen kinds of weapons, all gathered from thunder and carrying devastating divine might.

This scene made many people twitch their mouths, especially those who had faced the Fa Qi Tian Jie before—they felt dizzy and overwhelmed. Back in their day, there were only one or two thunder manifestations of artifacts, but for the Great Chu's Tenth Sovereign, it was a full set.

Yet, this still wasn't the end.

After the Fa Qi Tian Jie came the Sheng Ling Tian Jie.

The so-called Sheng Ling Tian Jie referred to tribulations with living manifestations—pigs, dogs, cattle, sheep, wolves, tigers, and leopards—all present in abundance. As many living beings existed in the world, so many manifestations the Tian Jie produced, all formed from lightning and vividly lifelike.

Donghuang Tai Xin rubbed her brow.

"Is this some kind of animal world?"

Boom! Rumble!

Amid the rumbling, tribulations of various types appeared one after another, some so obscure that even the elders had never heard of them, yet they all manifested in this Shen Jie.

Now, the starry sky was truly lively—with mountains, rivers, flowers, grass, trees, livestock, artifacts, sun, moon, stars, and the four divine beasts... filling the entire sky, a dazzling array that was no longer a tribulation but clearly a vast realm.

"So that's why it's called the Sacred Body—always full of tricks."

"Excluding the Di Dao Fa Ze Shen Jie, every type of Shen Jie in the world has shown up, right?"

"This setup means the heavens won't stop until the Sacred Body is destroyed!"

The people's words rose in waves, mixed with sighs, clicks of the tongue, and exclamations of surprise. Everyone's eyes shone brightly; today had been well worth the trip, a real eye-opener. Even before the Di Dao Fa Ze Shen Jie, the prelude was this spectacular.

The various emperor's heirs couldn't help but laugh.

"Being a youth at the emperor level is no joke."

Not to mention their combat prowess, just this Shen Jie alone was enough for Ye Chen to outshine them.

"The sovereigns of Great Chu, he stands out the most."

The sovereigns' laughter hid a touch of awkwardness. No one disagreed with that statement—it was just too extraordinary.

The divine generals laughed with pride, standing tall.

"Look who his reincarnation is."

In their era, Ye Chen's Quasi Emperor Shen Jie was even more intense than that of the Di Zun back then.

After all, the Di Dao Fa Ze Shen Jie was still to come—fully sixty-four of them.

The powerhouses from the underworld sighed endlessly.

"When the emperor passed his tribulation in the underworld, it was the same scene."

"Is the Sacred Body lineage's Shen Jie always this unique?"

Ye Ling's big eyes blinked from one side of the starry sky.

"Mommy, it's so lively!"

The women murmured softly, all gazing in bewilderment. Besides the Di Dao Fa Ze Shen Jie, it included every type of tribulation, truly subverting their worldview.

If anyone looked the most peculiar, it was Ye Chen himself, with a face full of confusion. This was completely different from the tribulations he had faced before—every type had come in a full set.

And after this, there was still the Di Dao Fa Ze Shen Jie. This damned heavens must truly hate him, summoning every possible tribulation to finish him off!

Roar!

As he thought, the four thunder divine beasts attacked again, enveloped in lightning, their forms even larger, exploding with thunder that submerged Ye Chen.

"Destroy me?"

Ye Chen snorted coldly, his blood burning. Ignoring the incoming lightning, he gripped his iron staff and swung wildly. He shattered the defensively strong thunder Xuanwu with one strike, then followed up to send the thunder white tiger flying, and with a third strike, aimed at the thunder divine dragon.

However, before he could shatter the divine dragon, a thunder beam from the thunder sun struck him dead on, blasting him back. As soon as he steadied himself, a beam from the thunder moon hit him, making him stagger again.

Even more terrifying were the thunder stars, filling the sky, each beam carrying thunder might and star power, extremely dreadful.

Bang! Clang! Crash!

The sounds of metallic collisions rang out as Ye Chen's Ba Ti exterior was riddled with holes, wounding his Huang Gu Sheng Ti. Bloody gashes appeared, fresh blood flowing, starkly vivid.

Break!

Ye Chen shouted resoundingly, swinging his staff twice in succession to shatter the thunder sun and moon. Then, like a pillar holding up the sky, he thrust upward, violently stirring the winds and clouds, causing the thunder stars to explode one after another in the void.

In that moment, the thunder mighty river surged forth, swallowing him whole.

Open!

Ye Chen cursed loudly, swinging his staff to sever the river and leap out, only to collide squarely with the thunder mountain.

Though formed from thunder, this thunder mountain was heavier than a real giant peak, enhanced by thunder, pressing down until his legs bent and his sacred bones cracked loudly, nearly crushing his body.

But the Sacred Body was unyielding; tiny as an ant, he forcibly shouldered the thunder mountain. With a punch that shook the eight directions, he bored straight through from base to summit, and the mountain exploded with a boom.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The Tian Jie artifacts arrived—a thunder cauldron shook the starry sky, pressing him back, while other artifacts fired cold thunder beams simultaneously.

Pfft!

Ye Chen suffered heavy wounds; his domineering Sheng Ti was pierced with bloody holes by the beams, golden sacred blood gushing like springs, revealing his glittering bones through the wounds.

The onlookers watched with pounding hearts. This was Ye Chen—if it were them, they would have died countless times over. What seemed like one Shen Jie was actually a convergence of all types.

In essence, the Tian Jie was ganging up on Ye Chen; each type was comparable to a great emperor, meaning the Great Chu's Tenth Sovereign was battling countless Quasi Emperors.

Mo Wang Kui Yu Jiang stroked his chin.

"It's a good thing the Hong Huang clan was exiled early; if they caught this Shen Jie, it would be incredibly lively."

Not just him, other Great Chu sovereigns thought the same. It was a pity that during Ye Chen's tribulation, the Hong Huang clan wasn't around—such a waste of a great Shen Jie.

The sovereign descendants, however, thought not of the Hong Huang clan, but of the Tian Mo.

Imagine pulling the Tian Mo army into this kind of tribulation—that would be a real spectacle.

Pfft!

As they spoke, Ye Chen spat blood again, sent flying by the thunder divine dragon's tail swipe. In mid-flight, he was hit repeatedly by various tribulations, his already blood-soaked body nearly exploding on the spot.

"Good."

Ye Chen abruptly halted, his nearly crippled Sheng Ti healing rapidly under its domineering recovery, his combat power peaking in an instant. His invincible will formed into a golden war dragon.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The Tian Jie artifacts converged, firing thunder beams in unison.

Ye Chen shouted coldly and charged with his iron staff, dodging effortlessly.

Bang! Crash! Clang!

The sounds rang out again, but these were the artifacts shattering. The Heavenly Court Sacred Lord unleashed his might, smashing one artifact after another with his staff.

Then, he stepped onto the starry sky, heading straight for the distant void.

There were too many tribulations, of every type; he wasn't just facing a Shen Jie, but being swarmed by countless Quasi Emperors across the stars. And they were unkillable—with lightning, they could endlessly reform. In such a situation, even the strongest would be worn down to death.

So, this kind of Shen Jie couldn't be fought head-on; he had to find the source.

The source was in the distant void—the chaotic clouds that birthed the lightning. Destroying them would make these tribulations collapse on their own.

Roar! Boom! Buzz!

The thunder rumbles, divine beasts' roars, and artifacts' hums blended together. The Si Shen Shou Tian Jie, Fa Qi Tian Jie, Sheng Ling Tian Jie, Yi Xiang Tian Jie... all types surged toward him, billions of divine beams erupting to annihilate him in the stars.

Begone!

Ye Chen fought with wild abandon, summoning his Hun Dun Ding. Tempered by the Tian Jie, he used the divine cauldron to clear a path while swinging his iron staff furiously. Any tribulation manifestations that approached were blasted apart in waves, none able to block his way.

The Great Chu's Tenth Sovereign displayed his divine prowess, like a war god of the eight directions, charging through the heavenly lightning, sweeping away tribulations as he advanced, his might shaking the four seas.

Once more, he broke into the distant void and plunged into the chaotic clouds.

Immediately, the clouds exploded, shattered by his single staff strike.

As the chaotic clouds collapsed, the thunder of the Tian Jie dissipated strand by strand, and all sorts of tribulations—like the four divine beasts, artifacts, and phenomena—vanished into nothing.

The scarred starry sky finally fell silent, with no more thunder.

In the void, only Ye Chen remained, holding his Lingxiao iron staff, standing on a golden divine sea, with the Hun Dun great realm at his back. His killing intent surged, strands of golden vital energy as heavy as mountains, grinding the unhealed starry space to pieces under the pressure of his Sheng Ti.

Xie Yun straightened up slightly. Or rather, everyone watching straightened up, widening their eyes and staring fixedly at that star domain. All types of tribulations were over; there couldn't be more lightning ones.

So, the main event was coming—the sixty-four Di Dao Fa Ze Shen.

The ancient Sacred Body, Ye Chen, was about to face his true calamity. A tribulation of that level was no ordinary one; a single misstep would mean body and spirit destroyed.