How could the tribulation lightning that was supposed to dissipate still exist?

Lei Wang racked his brains but couldn’t figure out where the problem lay.

If he hadn’t been certain that the tribulation lightning would dissipate, how could he have led his men back into the fray?

But none of this mattered anymore, because just as the old lady accused Lei Wang of leading them into a trap, their group had already been locked onto by the tribulation lightning.

Judgment... judgment!

In that instant, he understood many things: the silence of the thunderclouds was not a prelude to dissipating, but rather to judgment.

They also interrupted the judgment of the tribulation lightning, involving themselves unwittingly.

This was originally just a pit dug for the Celestial Dao Sect, but unexpectedly, they’d fallen into it themselves.

Even more absurd, this pit was larger and more terrifying than he’d dug.

Though the thunder layer hadn’t yet erupted, the leaked aura was already terrifying enough.

The tribulation lightning that should wash away resentment, why was it so frightening?

Lei Wang’s group turned to look at the eight cultivators; the problem absolutely lay with these incompetent beings.

"Sir, it was already like this when we arrived."

One cultivator spoke with a mournful face, their voice quivering; they hadn’t even figured out what had happened.

They just came chasing that damn fellow, only to find themselves in someone else’s thunder domain, interrupting the judgment of the tribulation lightning.

Beyond this, they knew nothing; this matter gave them no time to react, and Lei Wang and his followers appeared soon after.

Listening to the cultivator’s description, Lei Wang’s face was as dark as water, and after counting, it turned deathly pale.

He extracted a horrifying message from it: the eight had interrupted the judgment once before they arrived, and they’d interrupted it once more.

So this was the tribulation lightning’s third recalibration.

At that moment, the clouds finally rumbled aloud, as if declaring to all that it was ready.

Violet lightning flickered within the clouds, its terrifying aura surging forth, enough to instill a kneeling impulse in all sentient beings who felt it.

Back when Han Yu was struck by lightning, a group of Realm of Transcendence cultivators retreated miles and were terrified, and now those under the tribulation lightning, especially those barely at the threshold of the Divine Platform Realm, were trembling uncontrollably.

Wang Xingzhi was shaking like a sieve too, not because his Dao heart wasn’t firm, but because the aura was too terrifying.

"How could this be?"

Su Xiaoxiao, who had been smirking before, found herself unable to smile now, having been too busy mocking Lei Wang to remember the tribulation lightning.

Now, with renewed attention, a perfectly fine tribulation lightning had become completely unrecognizable.

Violet tribulation lightning!

The lightning revealed in the clouds instantly shocked him.

Damn it, how could it be violet tribulation lightning, how could it!

Tribulation lightning recalibrated for a third time starting at violet was excessively absurd.

Lei Wang’s group also changed expression drastically; violet tribulation lightning signified something that could definitely annihilate them, entering such a thunder domain was no different from seeking death.

As for Han Yu...

"I kept saying don’t mess with tribulation lightning, don’t mess with tribulation lightning, and now look what happened! Violet tribulation lightning has come again..."

The Artifact Spirit incessantly cursed.

Last time Han Yu forged a body amidst the violet tribulation lightning, Ping backed him up, with constant Qi Fortune transforming into vitality, but who knows if Han Yu can withstand it now.

From the artifact’s perspective, even if he did withstand it, he certainly wouldn’t feel great; one look at those fierce powerhouses’ faces twisted as if someone had died told everything.

As the Artifact Spirit cursed, the thunderclouds finally erupted with the first wave of lightning field.

Dozens of violet lightning bolts simultaneously descended.

"Gather!"

Both sides made their moves; the Celestial Dao Sect quickly closed ranks, while the Yama Hall followers did likewise.

It was no longer a matter of losses but concerned life and death.

The Yama Hall group’s combined efforts birthed a thick barrier out of thin air, like an overturned bowl, enclosing everyone beneath.

The lightning struck fiercely, triggering countless arcs as it hit the barrier, visible to the naked eye, as the arcs poured into it.

Cracks began to form under the golden shell and the arcs voraciously consumed the interior.

"Hold on!"

Lei Wang gritted his teeth, himself enveloped by bluish arcs, this was his own power.

He could become lightning, and control it too.

Thus, he tried guiding his arcs to contact the tribulation lightning.

Courting disaster!

Su Xiaoxiao merely glanced and concluded Lei Wang was in big trouble.

Though the Celestial Dao Sect didn’t have as many whimsical ideas like Yama Hall, nor bizarre abilities, their understanding of the heaven and earth surpassed the other’s.

Tribulation lightning represented a part of the Majestic Power of Heaven and Earth, which was uncontrollable, beyond cultivators’ grasp.

Lei Wang’s actions were tantamount to courting death in his eyes.

Inevitably, when the two lightning powers intersected, not only did it fail to meet Lei Wang’s expectations, but the arcs of tribulation lightning devoured Lei Wang’s arcs.

More than that, it was as though guiding a path for the tribulation lightning, it infiltrated via the arcs, with Lei Wang suffering first, and all beside him getting caught in the disaster.

Violet arcs burst with dazzling light, and the instant it struck Lei Wang, he felt as Han Yu did before: painful and numb, blood surging, nearly losing control over his bladder.

This was merely the arcs!

The elderly lady’s white hair stood on end, and her hunched body straightened abruptly.

The other three were similarly afflicted, especially Bian Zhuang; his childish body zapped by arcs almost welled up tears, his small frame darting around inside the barrier.

Regarding those eight Divine Platform Realm cultivators, it was worse; their skin scorched and torn under the charred exterior.

The Celestial Dao Sect’s side, in contrast, acted far more composed.

Under their combined force, each blended themselves into a cosmic river, momentarily uniting into a resplendent starry sky.

Below the clouds, the void seemed a canvas, unveiling the starlit sky.

Inside, stars shone brightly, and soon a moon rose in the miraculous scene.

This was the result of the five’s joint effort.

New moon attracting star radiance!

Under the incantations, the moon blazed brightly, drawing all lightning aimed at the Celestial Dao Sect away.

"I won’t do stupid things like you."

Su Xiaoxiao sneered at Lei Wang’s suicidal antics, but his slightly twitching mouth suggested he was not much less burdened.

Especially with Wang Xingzhi’s group trembling even more, proving everything.

As the sole loner in the arena—Han Yu’s plight was even more woeful.

His locust... his spoils were gone!

An abundance of tribulation lightning fell upon him, choking him on the first encounter.

His heart thundered in his chest as if it were about to leap out of his throat.

In complete acceptance of tribulation lightning, he felt neither pain nor numbness—a feeling eerily reminiscent of past tribulations, as if his body wasn’t his own.

What’s more, the green vine he held had become the target of this cursed tribulation lightning, or perhaps the Yama Hall cultivators bound to the vine.

As tribulation lightning descended, they perished without resistance.

My Qi Fortune...

Han Yu, agonizingly yet tearlessly, watched his prey die, leaving him with no solace, all reduced to nothingness by the lightning...