Author: Thirteen pure onesMachine Translation
The medicinal power of the rising sun pill flowed through Xia Ling’s entire body.
The thick heavenly lightning struck Xia Ling’s body.
Her body trembled, and Xia Ling’s body seemed to be charred black.
She held the condensed bone ash ring and looked up at the sky.
The treacherous thunderclouds were like an eye of heavenly punishment that judged the world. The cold vortex suppressed the entire cultivation world. Around the northern wilderness, the devil cultivators and cultivators had already stopped fighting. Under the heavenly tribulation, everyone was in danger.
Pairs of eyes stared at the female cultivator. Under the heavenly tribulation, even Duan Xi, who had killed the devil ancestor, was in an extremely sorry state.
The devil ancestor… …
The devil ancestor had originally wanted to send himself to his death. In this world, there were people who killed their wives to prove their dao. No one knew what kind of Entanglement Duan Xi and the devil ancestor had with each other. One of them had actually died while the other had attained the dao to become an immortal.
“I want to become an immortal! ”
Staring at the vortex-like thundercloud above her head, Xia Ling felt that although she had placed the original spirit in Xuan Lin’s ashes, its aura was still gradually dissipating.
Picking up the cloud sword at the side, Xia Ling suddenly flew up like a swimming dragon. One Sword and one person, she charged straight towards the heavenly tribulation.
That thin figure charged towards the vortex of thunderclouds that was slowly rotating in the heavenly tribulation. Bolts of lightning were like arcs, small and sharp.
The heavenly tribulation was enraged by Xia Ling’s action of not retreating but advancing instead
Bolts of heavenly lightning flashed with a dazzling purple glow. Balls of lightning smashed towards Xia Ling’s body, not giving her any space to breathe.
Xia Ling used her body and the cloud sword to withstand twenty-five bolts. The next fifty-six bolts were not something her physical body could contend against.
She returned to the ground and threw out layers upon layers of tribulation-transcending artifacts that she had prepared beforehand. The Great Sun Vajra Shield, the thunder umbrella of the thunder attribute… …
After delaying more than twenty strikes, Xia Ling unhesitatingly took out the pills from her jade pendant and consumed them all.
All her tricks were used up, and the last twenty strikes were as if the heavens intended to exterminate Xia Ling.
A bolt of heavenly lightning descended, and Xia Ling’s entire body was charred black. She was completely cracked from the inside out. Her eyes were black and white, and the rest of her skin and hair were the color of charcoal.
Ten Bolts, nine bolts… … Three Bolts …
Each bolt felt like ten thousand years.
It was difficult to get out of the situation of certain death and retain a bit of clarity on the spiritual altar. In her hand, she held Xuan Lin, whose original spirit was gradually dissipating.
Boom!
Boom Boom!
The last three bolts of lightning arrived as scheduled.
The lightning of death accompanied by a surge of vitality gradually repaired Xia Ling’s body. In the next moment, the lightning clouds dispersed, and a seven-colored ray of light fell from the sky like a seven-colored bridge.
At the end of the Ray of light, there were fairies scattering flower petals, a faintly pleasant immortal music, and many pavilions.
“She has ascended! Daoist Master Duan Xi is really going to ascend! ”
“Heavens, so there really is a chance for the immortal cultivation world to ascend to the upper realm. ”
“Fairy Duan Xi killed the devil ancestor and ascended to the upper realm with great merit. ”
A clamorous discussion broke out among the cultivators.
Xia Ling’s figure was being dragged by an invisible force. She became lighter and lighter as she gradually ascended.
The beautiful glow slowly enveloped Xia Ling. Soon, her entire person, along with the auspicious clouds and strange phenomena that filled the sky, disappeared.
In the Yunshan sect, the old man looked at Xia Ling with a complicated expression. Suddenly, the young daoist behind him who was cleaning up Xia Ling’s cave abode shouted loudly.
“Master, come and take a look. This is the jade slip that martial Uncle Duan Xi left for you. ”
The old man hurriedly went in and used his spiritual sense to probe. He held the jade slip in his hands, and his skinny hands trembled slightly.
This… … This gift was really too big …
