Chapter 149: Nine Kinds of Tribulation Lightning

Let us return to the main subject.

Tu Zhe naturally possessed pure Sanskrit Qi within himself, and all his divine abilities were related to this Sanskrit Qi; when it came to genuine Qi, he truly had none.

However, ever since he arrived in the Heavens of the North Pole, the rules of this world had imperceptibly influenced his method of cultivation.

Let us review the divine abilities Tu Zhe had mastered: whether it was the Mana Blade, the Alaya-vijnana realm which fell far short of even minor completion, the Dark Night Divine Seal, the Shrouding Technique, or the Grand Invocation Seal, all of them were controlled entirely by his divine sense.

As for the immense strength of his divine sense, Erlang Shen was completely unaware of it. If he knew that Tu Zhe’s divine sense had grown to be even more powerful than that of a true Sovereign Lord like himself, his jaw would have dropped to the ground.

Yet, aside from his divine sense, what else did he possess? The pig slaughterer really could not bring himself to name anything else.

His martial dao will was lagging behind that of the True Martial Great Emperor by more than ten streets;
His divine transformations could not even catch up to the wind expelled by Erlang Shen;
The Golden Light Spells of Earth-Evasion he had just learned were still at the primary stage, barely reaching a quarter of the speed of light;
When it came to various wondrous paths, he still lagged behind his two avatar sons.

Therefore, despite the fact that the pig slaughterer never backed down when facing Erlang Shen, his comprehensive strength was actually merely at the peak of a Divine King, though his combat prowess was naturally far greater than his base strength.

But then again, without that heaven-defying divine sense, what could he possibly rely on to fight opponents of higher realms?
Did he really think that Great Emperors, Heavenly Venerates, and even Sovereign Lords were made of clay?

Tu Zhe’s greatest strengths and fatal weaknesses were equally obvious.

After arriving in the Heavens of the North Pole, the Sanskrit Qi within Tu Zhe’s body underwent subtle changes in accordance with the shifting rules of the world, and some of the Sanskrit Qi quietly transformed into genuine Qi, continuously storing itself within his Qi ocean.

Because this change was extremely gradual, it failed to arouse Tu Zhe’s vigilance.

As everyone knows, the Qi ocean is a miraculous location situated one inch below the navel and three inches inward (though some say the Qi ocean lies between the two nipples, we shall follow the theory of one inch below the navel for now).

Little Thunder, the Three Demonesses, and the various demonic dragon guards were all in the exact same situation; only the dog, who never bothered to cultivate, remained completely free of any anomalies.

However, after this collective healing session unexpectedly turned into a collective breakthrough, things took a turn for the worse.

Just imagine: these fellows had been cultivating within the Three Realms and Heavens of Buddhism, so the Sanskrit Qi stored in their bodies was by no means small in quantity. Furthermore, having never undergone the baptism of a heavenly tribulation, the accumulated karmic debts and karmic retributions they carried were as vast as an ocean.

At this moment, every single one of the demonic dragon guards had absorbed a piece of imperial-grade superior Sanskrit crystal. How colossal was the energy contained within those thirty small-world realms? If they failed to refine it for their own use, what awaited them was bodily explosion and the complete annihilation of their souls and spirits.

Crisis and opportunity coexist.

Yet wasn't this crisis a bit too immense?

Where on earth had the demonic dragon guards ever practiced genuine Qi? How could they possibly know anything about the twelve primary meridians and the eight extraordinary meridians?

Even if they did know, not a single meridian had been unblocked, and now the heavenly tribulation was pressing right down on their heads—was there still time to dredge them open?

The Sanskrit Qi inside their bodies was infinitely expanding and on the verge of exploding;
The external heavenly tribulation was about to come crashing down upon them;
And to make matters worse, Tang Youyou, possessing the strength of a Sovereign Lord, was glaring at them like a tiger watching its prey.

Damn it, which of these perils could they possibly withstand in their current state?

At this critical juncture, Tu Zhe issued a challenge to Tang Youyou, directly enveloping Little Thunder, the Three Demonesses, and the demonic dragon guards within the range of his divine sense. He intended to use his divine sense to confront the heavenly tribulation and protect the people below from being struck by the divine lightning.

In truth, his own condition was hardly any better. The boundless Sanskrit Qi within his body was converting into genuine Qi, surging like a roaring flood toward his Qi ocean, and his entire Qi ocean was instantly filled with majestic and turbulent genuine Qi.

His Qi ocean was not particularly vast, but because of the continuous evolution and modification of his physique by the Sanskrit Qi previously, a certain degree of elasticity and resilience was present.

Nevertheless, as the Sanskrit Qi poured in like a flood, it still caused him to feel the excruciating pain of expansion and tearing.

As the Sanskrit Qi unceremoniously transformed into genuine Qi, rampaging and surging within his Qi ocean, it gave him a sensation of utter loss of control.

He had a premonition that if he were to release the genuine Qi from his Qi ocean outward, it would immediately trigger the massive descent of the heavenly tribulation.

"Fight—"

Tu Zhe suddenly opened his mouth, and a torrent of majestic genuine Qi blasted directly toward the tribulation clouds in the sky.

The tribulation clouds instantly fractured with numerous fissures, and boundless lightning and radiance poured down like a torrential rainstorm.

Generally speaking, a cultivator undergoing the heavenly tribulation must endure the bombardment of nine rounds of tribulation lightning. Each wave of bombardment is more powerful than the last, so if a cultivator fails to hold on even once, they will be reduced to ashes.

However, ordinary cultivators undergoing tribulation typically face only a single type of tribulation lightning, with each successive wave merely increasing in intensity, and multiple varieties of tribulation lightning never appear simultaneously.

Yet, the tribulation lightning that Tu Zhe and the others encountered was extraordinary right from its very first appearance.

As many as nine different types of tribulation lightning materialized in this very first wave.

Aside from the Five Directions Thunder Emperors, the Five Directions Thunder Kings, and some special thunder spells of the Divine Empyrean Five Thunder Method, the various thunder spells of the Heavens of the North Pole were basically mastered by the Thirty-Six Divine Generals of the Thunder Department.

This mastery did not mean that the thunder spells were the exclusive domain of these thirty-six divine generals; rather, it meant that each of these thirty-six divine generals mastered a specific method capable of manipulating a certain kind of tribulation lightning found in the natural world.

Some novels claim that the thunder tribulation is artificially controlled, which is rather wishful thinking.

If something does not exist in nature, why don't you manipulate it for us brothers to admire? To master the laws is to utilize and manipulate them, not to generate them yourself. There is a fundamental difference between the two.

You must be joking—if you could generate an entirely brand-new thunder spell all by yourself, would you merely be a divine general of the Thunder Department?

The moment Tu Zhe’s genuine Qi erupted, it instantly ignited the fury of the tribulation lightning, causing nine distinct types of tribulation lightning to simultaneously and furiously pour down.

What were these nine types of tribulation lightning?

The Upright Heart Thunder, the Pure Void Thunder, the Grand Sovereign Thunder, the Primordial Dao Thunder, the Master Transformation Thunder, the Spirit-Shifting Thunder, the Luminous Emperor Thunder, the Vast Ancestor Thunder, and the Ascending Primordial Thunder.

Tang Youyou’s expression suddenly turned grave. Facing the torrential downpour of nine types of tribulation lightning, he truly did not dare to take them lightly.

Meanwhile, inside Tu Zhe’s body, the genuine Qi grew even more majestic, nearly tearing apart his Qi ocean and bursting out of his body.

What caused Tu Zhe even greater anxiety was the extremely precarious condition of the Three Demonesses and the demonic dragon guards, whom he was shielding with his divine sense. Only Little Thunder did not look quite as severe.

Yet Little Thunder was currently feeling rather depressed himself.

It was not that he was worried about what the tribulation lightning might do to him. As the Azure Thunder General, formerly one of the attendants under the True King of Thunder Sound Responding and Universal Transformation, his understanding of tribulation lightning was naturally incomparable to that of anyone else present, and it was certainly not easy for tribulation lightning to harm him.

However, what depressed Little Thunder was that the other twenty-six individuals, including the Three Demonesses, had no idea how the meridians of the human body worked, let alone how to circulate genuine Qi through those meridians.

Of course Little Thunder knew, but could he say it?

If he spoke up, wouldn't that expose his identity?

Everyone would inevitably wonder: Dammit, you little heavenly prince born on Mount Sumeru, since when did you know anything about meridians and meridian cultivation?

Yet if he said nothing, would he simply watch the Three Demonesses and the demonic dragon guards explode and die from excess energy?

No one could possibly understand the torment in Little Thunder's heart.