Chapter 845: Chapter 569: With the Spear, the Universe Trembles; Martial Arts Break through the Seventh Realm and Soar!
On the seventh step, those towering figures seemed to sense something, their gazes all turning toward that spear-wielding figure.
Lu Chenzhou looked up.
Northern Guardian King,
Yellow River Old Ghost,
Yin Mountain’s First Blade,
these elders, were right before his eyes.
Further up, Bai Feng, Xuankong, and other seniors smiled down at him; higher still, the Four Symbols Personnel were applauding, even higher, Hui Kong and Xuanwu looked on with satisfaction.
The end of the seventh step.
Yaochi Immortal also turned her head, gazing down with lowered eyes.
She gave a faint smile.
At the end of the seventh step, a Grey Dragon coiled its knotted body around the Martial Arts Peak, as if in deep slumber.
Half of the Grey Dragon’s body lay at the end of the Seventh Stage, but its massive head was side by side with the Eternal Immortal.
Dragon whiskers drifting, stretching into the skies.
The Eternal Immortal nodded in acknowledgment.
Lu Chenzhou clasped his fists in salute, then took the final step.
At the same time.
Yun Meng Lake,
the remnant of the Inner Heaven and Earth Grand Tribulation transformed into a fuse, igniting the Outer Heaven and Earth Grand Tribulation. Accompanied by a mushroom-cloud-like Seventh Realm aura soaring to the heavens, for a thousand miles in every direction, anomalies arose.
The Heaven and Earth Power formed a tremendous vortex, clouds thick as ink pressed the sky down to just a thousand zhang, scales of cloud-qi ceaselessly piling and swirling, like a black-blue Divine Dragon nine thousand li long, winding across the firmament.
Between heaven and earth, only that spear-wielding figure stood like a pillar, quietly awaiting the arrival of the great tribulation from the heavens.
The Five Elements Yin Yang Power began to stir restlessly.
Clouds moved in all directions, marvels manifesting.
Sword Mountain Tribulation, Decaying Wood Tribulation, Ruishui River Tribulation, Fire Sea Tribulation, Meteor Tribulation, Thunder Tribulation, Gale Tribulation, Cold Ice Tribulation—world-ending might, under invisible laws, converged as one, forming an apocalyptic grinding plate like the Eight Trigrams.
The grinding plate spun with the grand vortex.
Buzz! The grinding plate sank down.
The earth collapsed in turn.
"All at once, then?"
Lu Chenzhou’s eyes were grave.
For others, tribulations arrived one after another, but for him, the difficulty was far greater. He comforted himself: this is the price of cultivating the World Dao—the greater the power, the greater the trial.
The instant the grand tribulation descended—
Chen Beiming and the others, their faces all changed drastically.
"Not good, why is the tribulation’s range so vast?"
"And it’s Eight Tribulations appearing simultaneously! Back then, the Dragon King also endured eight, but they struck in waves, with a chance to breathe. Lu Chenzhou’s is even harder than the Dragon King’s."
"Should’ve expected as much: Breakthrough Seven at seventy, he’s even better than the Dragon King. People like this are doomed to draw heaven’s envy."
"What now? We’re inside the tribulation too?"
The Seventh Realm experts were momentarily at a loss.
Chen Beiming said coldly:
"Red Lotus is most likely already hidden in the earth core. Lu Chenzhou is bait, Red Lotus will surely strike when he’s in tribulation. Our duty is to protect Chenzhou— even if we get caught in the tribulation, we must not retreat a single step!"
"President, you’re here in person! If anything happens in the tribulation..." Yellow River Old Ghost worried.
Chen Beiming replied:
"We’re only at the edge of the tribulation. Even if Chenzhou’s tribulation is unlike any other’s, it shouldn’t kill us outright... Don’t panic. We’ve spent untold effort to set up the array. We will succeed."
The Seventh Realms gazed to the center.
"Wish him success."
"Eight Tribulations are terrifying. In comparison, my two tribulations back then were child’s play. Even if I reached the Middle Stage, I’d hardly stand against this trial."
In the distance.
The Spider Queen’s gaze was trembling.
"Eight Tribulations appear together, the tides of heaven and earth can be felt a hundred thousand li away. Even if Red Lotus can beat Lu Chenzhou, he’ll be swept up in the tribulation— perishing together."
She contacted the Red Lotus Demon Venerable: "My lord, give up. Even the Witch Master says: for now, leave Lu Chenzhou be."
...
Elsewhere.
The Shadow Stream Dominator recalled his boastful words.
"That Witch Master really does read people right. I actually wanted to assassinate this monster with Fifth Rank Shadow Dao... If he survives this tribulation, unless I descend in person, who could kill him? Heavenly Tribulation, do your thing, strike him down!"
...
At this moment,
all the hundreds of millions in Yun Meng City could sense from the far-off Great Marsh that world-shaking strike.
Old Man Cold Mountain and the Heavenly Kings gazed afar.
"Do your best!"
Myriad Phenomena Daoist School.
The Old Ji and the others weren’t fools. They watched the distant Yun Meng Lake projection recorded by powerful cultivators, their hearts full of emotion.
"I’ll soon be a master of the Absolute Peak."
"Junior brother, shatter this mighty tribulation!"
An old couple sat by the Stone Lake villa.
"Old Lu, what are you dazing about?"
"Feels like this whole life has been a dream."
Within the Daoist School, teachers and students watched with hope and prayers.
"Chief of Myriad Phenomena!"
"Strongest Absolute Peak through the ages!"
East and West.
The masses, all watched in anticipation.
...
"The word ’give up’ is not in my dictionary."
Life and death weigh little—if you won’t yield, then clash.
Red Lotus Demon Venerable rose to his feet.
He sat cross-legged in the void, both hands pressed together, chanting complex spells, nine Divine Patterns writhing on his brow, and amidst the mysterious, sacred chorus, forming a Red Lotus.
Ready to bloom.
Magma roared in the earth’s core, gases spewing like dragons.
"Karma Fire Red Lotus!"
Rumble!
The earth core shuddered, some balance of pressure broke; Red Lotus Demon Venerable punched out, tearing open a rift, high-pressure scorching gas and magma pouring forth.
Red Lotus Demon Venerable swung both fists, smashing rock ahead, opening a channel of earth fire in the strata.
This seismic force was swiftly detected.
Chen Beiming was contending with the tribulation’s aftershocks.
He shouted, "Red Lotus is here!"
...
Lu Chenzhou now stood utterly alone.
He’d sent his three Spiritual Weapons back to the Grotto Heaven.
Such external aids could not help in tribulation.
Worse, they might be destroyed, wasting the school’s foundation.
All he relied on was the Tiger Soul Spear— from humble beginnings, it had accompanied him for half a century till now.
The Eight-colored Grinding Plate, grinding everything to dust.