12dz Chapter 136 Inner Demon Tribulation
Chapter 136 Inner Demon Tribulation
The Nascent Soul Tribulation is far more severe than the Golden Core Tribulation. To avoid any impact on the Thunder Marsh, Leng Huan went to a spot thirty miles outside the small mountain. Once the preparations were complete, she stood in the Thunder Scattering Array, her aura surging, breaking through the barrier, and the long-brewing tribulation lightning struck down instantly.
I don't know exactly how much time passed, because it was always dark. Was it ten days or half a month? His flesh was cleaved and then regenerated through tempering, then another lightning strike struck, leaving him a bloody mess again. This happened countless times. The blood at the corner of his mouth dried and then flowed again. Finally, he was struck so hard that he became delirious and his soul left his body...
Actually, it was a trial by inner demons—
Under the blue sky and white clouds, the red flag flutters, a testament to the light of fervent faith.
What I heard in my ears was a familiar, majestic, courageous, and defiant melody that defied oppression.
I followed the bustling crowd of classmates, carrying books and backpacks, towards the gate and rushed towards the dormitory, finally returning home for the weekend I had been longing for.
Everything was both familiar and strange, but Leng Qing's face was shrouded in a fog, and Leng Huan couldn't see it clearly at all. He couldn't even remember the specific details of the familiar home—which figurine, which game disc, the things he cherished most in his youth.
Leng Huan looked at his white shirt, casual pants, and sneakers, and quickly walked closer to Leng Qing, wanting to see her face clearly. He reached out to touch her, but there was only air. It was indeed an illusion.
With a light wipe from the corner of her eye with her left hand, a flash of light appeared, and she herself was now dressed in a long, wide-sleeved dress. With tears in her eyes, she held a sword in her right hand and slashed down at Leng Qing's phantom.
—Goodbye, sister.
The illusion vanished like smoke, and the scene shifted again, revealing a familiar young man before them.
The scenes of the boy and girl, spanning many years, flashed by in a blur. Suddenly, a chill ran through her as Fu Xun, now a young man, appeared, his crimson robes fluttering in the wind. A long sword was piercing her chest, his eyes filled with an unprecedented coldness and ruthlessness. Looking around at the corpses, Leng Huan froze in shock.
Wow, this illusion is so real! Just thinking about how painful that sword strike must have made my heart ache. Damn, it really hurts!
Hahaha……
Leng Huan suddenly burst into laughter. This world of inner demons was truly indescribable. Although she was indeed worried about ending up like in the original story, Fu Xun had personally renewed the marriage contract. Did he really have to kill his wife to uphold justice?
Helpless, Leng Huan reached out and swung his sword, coldly watching as Fu Xun's illusion shattered and dissipated with a machine-like expression.
If Fu Xunzhen becomes like that, it would negate everything she has experienced in this world.
It's the world's fault; no one turns evil for no reason.
— Breaking through the inner demon tribulation.
Bathed in celestial spiritual energy, his physical body was restored, and his bones became radiant white. A golden nascent soul surrounded his dantian with spiritual light, and thus the nascent soul was formed.
With a flick of her wrist, a light blue robe instantly covered her ankles. Leng Huan stepped into blue embroidered shoes, her toes lightly touching the ground. The deep blue crystal camellias on the toes of her shoes brushed against the newly sprouted grass. The fairy rode the wind and flew towards the small mountain cave.
"Sister Huan!! You're finally back. Congratulations on achieving Nascent Soul!" Leng Yan waited in front of the cave. When she saw a fairy figure flying over from afar, she immediately waved with joy.
Leng Huan's fairy robes fluttered as she gracefully descended.
"Congratulations, Miss, on becoming a Nascent Soul Venerable!" the Golden Core Guardian offered his respectful congratulations.
"Nothing happened, right?" Leng Huan looked towards Lei Ze. She was also very excited. Finally, she had taken another step forward on her path to immortality and could live to be a thousand years old. By then, she would be an old man.
Leng Yan shook her head: "Nothing's wrong, I'm perfectly calm."
That's good. Leng Huan seems to be used to being struck by lightning; he even wants to go and see Lei Ze now.
The moment the thought crossed her mind, she had already teleported to the place where they parted eight years ago, at the edge of the Raize.
She carved out a platform with her sword, where she sat in meditation, waiting for someone to emerge from seclusion.
Now it was her turn to wait.
I don't know why, but I kind of want to see real people. Illusions always feel too fake and scary.
Leng Huan's realm was very stable. She always took steady steps and never felt the instability that comes with breaking through a new realm.
She cultivated her divine soul and honed her cultivation level in this way, and more than a year passed without her realizing it. She was startled awake when she noticed the light had suddenly become dimmer, and when she opened her eyes, she saw terrifying lightning in the distance.
Is Fu Xun about to undergo a tribulation?
The lightning flashed for a moment, and a figure almost blended into the darkness, standing beneath the thunderclouds.
It's Fu Xun. Leng Huan clenched his fingers. He... he's actually going to undergo tribulation in Thunder Swamp!
He never does anything without being sure of success, so there shouldn't be any problem.
Leng Huan didn't know exactly how terrifying the Tribulation of Nascent Soul was, only that even from such a great distance, he could still feel the immense pressure of the thunder.
At the center of the tribulation, lightning danced like silver snakes, a fierce wind raged, and after a rumble, crackling sounds filled the air, with flying sand and stones faintly visible.
Leng Yan also came over, "Sister Huan, Senior Fu Xun is about to undergo his tribulation!"
Leng Huan hummed in agreement. The Golden Core Guardians had all reached the mid-stage of cultivation during their seclusion this time.
Leng Yan... has already reached the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment. Leng Huan watched her grow from a girl into a young woman, and she has become a beautiful and charming fairy. She usually likes to dress up as a man, just like Leng Huan. In eight years, with her talent, she has already worked very hard to reach this level of cultivation.
However, Leng Huan touched her nose; this time it had taken a little longer than usual, and she was still engaged to Murong Bao…
After the young couple had been separated for so many years, Leng Huan suddenly patted her shoulder and asked, "Xiao Wu, have you missed your parents after not seeing them for so many years? Are you going back to Beijun?"
She did want to, but looking at Leng Huan, who was already as imposing as a Nascent Soul Elder, Leng Yan felt that she hadn't tried hard enough.
She thought for a moment, "Sister, I'll go back in a while."
“Alright,” Leng Huan withdrew his hand. “Do you want to see Murong Bao when you get back?”
Leng Yan was taken aback: "...Oh, right, we should." She was probably going back to fulfill the marriage agreement. So many years had passed; perhaps he already regretted it?
They trained together for several months back then, and their relationship was alright, not bad. However, as the years have passed, it's hard to know what the situation will be like if they meet again. Leng Yan looked at the Thunder Swamp ahead, lost in thought.
Seeing this, Leng Huan smiled and said, "You can read more books when you get back." He didn't mention the cultivation technique; she would find out when she got back.
Turning to look at Lei Ze, Leng Huan didn't let go of the hand he was holding.
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"I am the heart, and the heart is you. Why not stay and become one with me? Whether he is a demon or an immortal, he cannot withstand a single sword strike from us. Why endure so much suffering? The prestigious sects and the royal family of the divine dynasty are nothing but hypocrites who covet your physical body, suppress your talent, and cause us pain. They deserve to be slaughtered without exception!"
The elusive voice of the inner demon echoed continuously in his mind, disturbing his heart. Fu Xun glanced at the corpses scattered all over the ground, the stench of blood thick, and frowned in disgust.
He was wearing a deep red robe, and listening to the words of the guy opposite him who was emitting black smoke and looked exactly like him, he felt something was wrong.
"What did you say? Numerous hardships? That caused me pain?" Fu Xun felt that apart from the deep pain of his foundation being destroyed in his youth, everything else was just a minor matter and not worth mentioning.
"Have you forgotten all the injustices and hardships you suffered in your youth? Tsk tsk tsk, you've really forgotten the pain once the wound has healed. We should wipe out all those hypocrites who covet our treasures and become the number one figure in both the righteous and demonic paths!"
Fu Xun was even more confused. He began to wonder if this guy had come to the wrong place. "When did your inner demons appear?"
"Me? Of course I've been with you from the very beginning. You should become strong and kill all those who have bullied you. We'd rather betray the world than let the world betray us!"
Humiliation? Who else but the Fu family? When the Leng family broke off the engagement, they were very polite and tactful. At that time, Fu Xun was filled with despair and anger towards the Fu family and didn't care about the broken engagement at all.
So, in that sense... "where have I been wronged by the world?"
As Fu Xun asked questions, he carefully observed the dark figure opposite him. The inner demon black mist was startled by him and began to shake: "What! You've actually forgotten all the harm you suffered? You joined the sect but became an outer disciple, were suppressed and unable to rise, and ultimately left in humiliation, becoming a laughingstock. You've forgotten all this history of blood and tears?!"
Upon hearing this, Fu Xun realized something was amiss and drew his sword, preparing to kill the intruder.
Then the inner demon cried out in surprise, "How come your sword says 'All gone'? Wasn't this sword already broken? Where is your divine sword?"
Fu Xun paused, his eyes flashing with a fierce light, and began to gather power in his hands: "You really are a demon from who-knows-where! You dare to impersonate my inner demon, today I will kill you right here!"
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