C1

The thunderclouds roiled, and the skies above Penglai Island were covered with them. Even though there were hundreds of thousands of miles separating them, one could still feel the terrifying pressure of these thunderclouds.

Several phantoms floated into the air and stared straight at Dong Penglei. Cultivators with slightly lower cultivations didn't even dare to raise their heads, and the creatures within a thousand kilometer radius of Peng Lai Island had long since evacuated.

"Which old ancestor is undergoing his tribulation?" To think that there would be such a great commotion. This old one has rarely seen such a thing. "

"It should be towards Penglai Island in the east, could it be a Buddhist cultivator? However, isn't Buddhist cultivation's heavenly tribulation always the lightest? " A ruddy old man asked.

Hearing that, someone scoffed and said in a teasing tone, "I'm afraid this person has been closed for a long time. Penglai Island changed owners two hundred years ago. Not to mention buddhist cultivators, even ants have died on the island. "

The old man sucked in a breath of cold air, his face filled with surprise, "A buddhist cultivator who is born with a bloodline and respects Penglai Island, who can destroy tens of thousands of bald donkeys of this bloodline?"

The ones who dared to stand out and watch were either cultivators from various sects or hidden experts, and the one with such lackluster news was most likely the latter.

Most of the surrounding people had already guessed the identity of the person undergoing the tribulation, and revealed bitter smiles. They didn't know if they should be envious or jealous.

This old one has lived for more than ten thousand years, and has seen many outstanding juniors, but I have never seen this kind of weirdo. Thirty years of foundation, one hundred years of core formation, two hundred years of Nascent Soul, and even today of tribulation, I'm afraid that I have not even reached ten sixty-year cycles, yet I have forcefully suppressed the genius disciples of various famous sects.

The old man became even more curious and cupped his hands towards the person who spoke, "Please enlighten me."

"Rumor has it that this child possesses the Mysterious Yin Body. He was originally the Yin Mo Ancestor's cauldron, but for some reason, that old monster died in less than ten years. Naturally, no one cares whether the cauldron beside him is alive or dead.

It was only seven hundred years ago, during the Navy Tide War, that he used his Nascent Soul cultivation to swallow up two cultivators of the Exquisite Stage. In the end, he even took away the Myriad Beasts List and revealed his true colors to the world. "

Someone could not help but say, "A man's wealth is his own sin. Countless cultivators tried to snatch the Myriad Beast Method from him, but no one knows where he is. When he reappeared five hundred years ago, he was already in the late stage of the Body Tempering stage."

"Demon Lord Yin Xu, annihilated the three major devil sects five hundred years ago and became the head of the Demonic Cultivator. You don't know how you managed to win over several Spirit Transformation realm Demonic Cultivator, but your position is as stable as a mountain."

"In the next two hundred years, the entire Cultivation World was turned upside down by the Demon Sovereign Yin Xu, and from time to time, a small sect was annihilated. The big sects would also occasionally throw away a few treasures, which truly makes one hate them to the bone, but they could not find any trace of him.

When everyone had almost forgotten about him, he appeared again. This time, he brought a group of Demonic Cultivator with him and charged towards Penglai Island, and it is said that during those years, the dead Demonic Cultivator and buddhist cultivation dyed the water in the East Sea red.

Listening to everyone's narration, the old man had a strange expression as he questioned: "Since ancient times, the Buddha has always been the nemesis of the demonic path. No matter how powerful the devil is, how could he rival the monk master of the buddhist path?"

Someone shook his head and lamented, "I don't know. I just know that from then on, no buddhist cultivator came out of Penglai Island. There were restrictions laid everywhere for thousands of miles, and no one dared to go there to investigate."

"Could it be that he took over Penglai Island for the sake of transcending tribulation?" The old man mumbled in confusion. The rest of the people shuddered and revealed an expression of enlightenment.

"So that's how it is …"

"Rumor has it that there is a Skysplit Tower on Penglai Island. From previous generations of Buddhas that went through the divine retribution, but I've never heard of any buddhist cultivators dying due to the divine retribution. Gradually, there is news that the tower has the ability to transcend the heavens …"

Everyone had different expressions, and when they looked to the east, their eyes were burning with unprecedented passion.

Yin Xu sat on top of Tong Tian Tower with his legs crossed, calmly looking at the Heaven Smiting Cloud hanging above his head. His ten fingers quickly formed a few hand seals, strengthening the array once again.

In these two hundred years, not only had he taken over Penglai Island, he had also killed all of the buddhist cultivators on the island. He had also dug up the ancestors' graves of the dragon race and refined the Myriad Dragon Soul Banner.

In the earlier stages of the Path of Demons, one could improve at a rapid pace, but in the later stages, it would become increasingly difficult to advance. If he didn't rely on the few secret techniques he had obtained at the Navy Tide Realm, he wouldn't have been able to smoothly advance and pass his tribulation within a thousand years.

And Demonic Cultivator Tribulation is the hardest, not only is the tribulation cloud extremely powerful, there is also the influence of the inner demons. From ancient times until now, the number of Demonic Cultivator that succeeded in transcending the tribulation can probably be counted on ten fingers.

Therefore, Yin Xu had no choice but to make adequate preparations for today. Treasures, formations, medicinal pellets were all indispensable, even if it meant sacrificing half of his life in the Devil Realm for this.

Following the thunderclaps coming closer and closer, Yin Xu took a deep breath and stood up from the top of the tower.

When the first lightning tribulation fell, Yin Xu quickly took out the treasure in his body. It was a small black sword that did not look impressive, but it was able to withstand the first lightning tribulation.

The power of thunder and lightning collided with the magic treasure, emitting an ear-piercing shattering sound. By the time the lightning had struck his body, the power of the lightning had already greatly decreased.

Yin Xu felt that it was worth going through the first lightning tribulation at the cost of a high level magic treasure. He had barely endured the rest of the lightning tribulation, but his battle clothes had all been burnt away.

He had no time to change into new clothes. From the moment of the fifth lightning tribulation, he could clearly feel that the power of the heavenly thunder had doubled. The entire Penglai Island had been blasted into pieces and floated on the surface of the sea.

Yin Xu waited patiently, he took out the ten thousand dragon soul flag, and for a moment, the air was filled with the roars of ten thousand dragon souls, filled with anger and resentment, as though they were about to break out of the cage.

Tens of thousands of dragon souls were annihilated by the eighth lightning bolt. The island immediately quietened down.

Seeing that there was only one more tribulation lightning left, Yin Xu let out a small breath of foul air as he took out a bottle of Spirit Concentrating Pill and swallowed it, recovering a bit of his spirit energy while the tribulation lightning was congealed.

At this moment, his entire body was charred black, his skin was cracked, and he looked to be in a sorry state. However, this was nothing. As long as he could withstand the final thunder tribulation, the day of his ascension would be right before him.

However, just as he was recovering his spirit energy, he heard the sound of a wooden fish. He wasn't unfamiliar with this sound. When he first set foot on Penglai Island, he had heard it every single day and night.

His mind tensed up, Yin Xu released his consciousness to look around, but did not find any buddhist cultivators, but the sound of the wooden fish seemed to be solid, striking his sea of consciousness time and time again.

"Pretending to be ghosts!" "Humph!"

Yin Xu condensed his spirit power to resist the sound of the wooden fish. Although he did not know where this sound came from, it was definitely not here to help him pass through the tribulation.

The sound of the wooden fish and the scriptures were like layers upon layers of shackles trapping. The sound of the clanging fish and the chanting of the scriptures caused Yin Xu to feel pain in his heart.

He did not know if this was the so-called inner demon or not.

BOOM! Powerful thunder and lightning energy poured down from the tribulation clouds. Yin Xu thought to himself: Not good, I'll immediately pour out all of my artifacts and use them to weaken the power of the thunder tribulation.

Seeing the Supreme Treasures turn into ashes, and the power of the lightning tribulation not only did not decrease, but had instead increased, Yin Xu bit his tongue heavily, and used all of the spirit energy in his body to form an invisible barrier around him.

According to his original plan, the Dragon Soul Banner should have been able to withstand the final lightning bolt. He didn't expect it to be completely destroyed when the eighth lightning bolt descended.

A bolt of lightning struck down, carrying with it an aura that could split the entire continent into two. Seeing that, Yin Xu knew that he would not be able to withstand the last bolt of lightning.

The sound of the wooden fish and scripture chanting was unceasing. This sound was consuming his spiritual power bit by bit, slowly penetrating into his sea of consciousness. He could not drive it away nor block it out.

"Crack", the barrier formed from spirit energy cracked. At the last moment, Yin Xu chanted an incantation and millions of incarnations suddenly appeared, scattering in all directions.

However, at some point in time, the barrier around Tong Tian Tower had been activated, and Yin Xu's millions of avatars were reflected back. He closed his eyes, and decisively pulled the Three Souls and Seven Souls out of his body, and used the last life-saving secret technique.

The apocalyptic thunder tribulation had completely sunk Penglai Island. The sea roared and flooded countless cities and towns.

Just as the Tong Tian Tower was about to be completely sunk, a distant sigh could be heard. "Those who aren't Buddhist cultivators, entering the Tong Tian Tower is like entering hell …"

Half a day later, the thunderclouds gradually dissipated, the sky was clear and blue, as if nothing had ever happened.

Tens of thousands of miles away, a bystander opened his eyes, looked at the east in shock and murmured, "He actually …" "We failed …"