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Chapter 515 When Heaven Seeks to Kill · Oct 15, 2026

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501 Chapter 501 Heaven Chosenʼs Tracker 2026-10-15
502 Chapter 502 Hidden In Plain Sight 2026-10-15
503 Chapter 503 The Moment of Exposure 2026-10-15
504 Chapter 504 Bai Zihan Vs Chong Sheng 2026-10-15
505 Chapter 505 You canʼt catch me 2026-10-15
506 Chapter 506 A Fatal Weakness 2026-10-15
507 Chapter 507 Canʼt Run Away? 2026-10-15
508 Chapter 508 Running Again? 2026-10-15
509 Chapter 509 Nine Infernal Sun Killing Array! 2026-10-15
510 Chapter 510 Negotiating with Death 2026-10-15
511 Chapter 511 Heavenly Vow? 2026-10-15
512 Chapter 512 Chong Shengʼs Last Stand 2026-10-15
513 Chapter 513 Heavenly Tribulation! 2026-10-15
514 Chapter 514 Taking Out The Trumps Card 2026-10-15
515 Chapter 515 When Heaven Seeks to Kill 2026-10-15
516 Chapter 516 Broke Through From Heavenly Tribulation 2026-10-15
517 Chapter 517 Annihilation Tribulation! 2026-10-15
518 Chapter 518 Western Region Targets 2026-10-15
519 Chapter 519 Beauty Calamity 2026-10-15
520 Chapter 520 Bargaining for his life 2026-10-15
521 Chapter 521 Until Nothing Is Left 2026-10-15
522 Chapter 522 Breaking Through to Golden Immortal? 2026-10-15
523 Chapter 523 Mysterious Expert 2026-10-15
524 Chapter 524 I Want To Refine A Pill 2026-10-15
525 Chapter 525 Mu Linyue! 2026-10-15
526 Chapter 526 The Clown Who Challenges a Genius 2026-10-15
527 Chapter 527 Alchemist Competition 2026-10-15
528 Chapter 528 Refining Grade-4 Pill! 2026-10-15
529 Chapter 529 The Result Is Already Decided 2026-10-15
530 Chapter 530 The Mu Genius Who Refused to Lose 2026-10-15
531 Chapter 531 A Second Furnace Ignites 2026-10-15
532 Chapter 532 Two Grade-4 Geniuses Shock the Clan 2026-10-15
533 Chapter 533 Threat To An Empire! 2026-10-15
534 Chapter 534 A True Alchemy Monster! 2026-10-15
535 Chapter 535 Mu Yuelanʼs World Turns Upside Down 2026-10-15
536 Chapter 536 The Rise of the Mu Clan! 2026-10-15
537 Chapter 537 The Heavenly Tribulation Tempering Pill 2026-10-15
538 Chapter 538 Seventh Grade Pill! 2026-10-15
539 Chapter 539 Grandmaster Mu Tianxuan 2026-10-15
540 Chapter 540 The News Reaches the Vermillion Throne 2026-10-15
541 Chapter 541 Celebration Of A New Grandmaster 2026-10-15
542 Chapter 542 The Vermillion Pill Empire Arrives 2026-10-15
543 Chapter 543 Uninvited Guests, Unwelcome Arrogance 2026-10-15
544 Chapter 544 Even a Grandmaster Must Lower His Head 2026-10-15
545 Chapter 545 The Mu Clan Raises the Stakes 2026-10-15
546 Chapter 546 If I Compete, Itʼs Bullying! 2026-10-15
547 Chapter 547 The Gap Between Alchemist Geniuses 2026-10-15
548 Chapter 548 Breakthroughs and Failures 2026-10-15
549 Chapter 549 Huo Shenyu Claims Absolute Win? 2026-10-15
550 Chapter 550 Clown Show 2026-10-15

Chapter 515 When Heaven Seeks to Kill

The sky did not calm.

It grew darker.

As if the heavens themselves had decided, this would not end until Bai Zihan was erased.

Rumble-!!!

The clouds churned violently once more.

Lightning coiled within them, thicker, denser than before.

Then the Fifth Strike descended.

BOOOOM-!!!

It fell like a collapsing star.

Absolute destruction crashing down from above.

Bai Zihanʼs eyes sharpened.

His body was already injured.

His meridians strained.

His qi was partially depleted.

His grip tightened around his sword.

His aura surged again.

Ignoring the pain. ”Fate Severing Slash!”

Once more, he struck.

The blade split the air.

Sword Intent roared.

The arc of his attack rose to meet the lightning head-on.

BOOOOOOM-!!!

The collision shook the heavens.

For a brief moment, the lightning slowed.

Then it broke through again.

Relentless and unforgiving.

BOOM-!!!

The Fifth Strike landed.

Bai Zihanʼs body trembled violently.

A mouthful of blood burst from his lips.

His feet sank into the shattered earth.

Cracks spread beneath him.

His arms-

Numb!

His vision-

Shaking!

But he still did not fall.

Not yet.

Chong Shengʼs laughter had long since stopped.

Now he could only stare silently.

His earlier excitement had faded, replaced by something else.

Pure, incomprehensible shock. (To endure this...?)

Rumble-!!!

The sky roared again.

No pause.

No mercy.

The Sixth Strike began to form.

This time, even the clouds seemed unstable.

As if struggling to contain the power within them.

Lightning condensed, layer upon layer.

Then it fell.

BOOOOOOOOOOM-!!!

Bai Zihanʼs pupils contracted.

His body screamed in protest.

Every injury flared.

Every muscle trembled.

But his eyes remained calm. ”Again!”

His voice rang out hoarsely, blood dripping from his lips.

His Sword Intent surged once more.

Even stronger-

Even sharper-

Pushed to its absolute limit. ”Fate Severing Slash!”

He swung.

The blade cut through space itself.

Meeting the descending judgment once more.

BOOOOOOM-!!!

This time, the clash lasted even shorter.

Crack-!!!

The sword light shattered faster.

The lightning descended with unstoppable force.

BOOM-!!!

It struck him directly once again.

A pillar of destruction engulfed his entire figure.

The ground beneath him collapsed entirely.

A crater formed instantly.

When the light faded, Bai Zihan has fallen to the ground.

His body was scorched.

Deep wounds covered his frame.

Some flesh was torn.

Some areas burned black.

Blood flowed freely now.

His breathing was heavy and unstable. ”Argh!”

Even Bai Zihan, who had endured unimaginable pain, felt it intensely by the sixth strike.

He was certain that even his internal organs had been scorched by the lightning. Even breathing was becoming difficult.

Chong Shengʼs throat went dry. (This monster...)

What kind of existence was this?

Even someone at the Earth Immortal Realm would have already died.

Although Bai Zihan looks like he is on the verge of dying, he has yet to die.

Rumble-!!!

The heavens answered once more.

The Seventh Strike.

This time-

The sky itself seemed to split apart.

A massive vortex of lightning formed overhead.

Not just a bolt-

Not just a pillar-

But an entire mass of destruction.

Condensed and compressed to its absolute limit.

Chong Shengʼs face turned pale.

Even he felt fear. (This... is madness...)

He could sense that even in his previous life, he would have struggled to withstand this strike.

It was certain that this strike was equivalent to that of a Supreme Immortalʼs power.

This was no longer a tribulation.

This was an execution.

The vortex trembled.

The sky itself seemed unable to contain it any longer.

Bai Zihan slowly lifted his gaze, his breathing uneven, his body screaming from every wound.

The moment he sensed the power gathering above, his expression finally changed. (This...)

Even Mo Zunʼs previous attack felt insignificant compared to what was about to descend.

This strike had already surpassed everything he had faced so far.

His mind moved rapidly.

Calculating.

Searching.

Looking for even the slightest possibility of survival. (System Store...)

His thoughts flashed.

Saint-Grade Artifacts.

There were several that could potentially block or weaken such a strike.

But his eyes darkened slightly. (Not enough qi...)

His reserves were nearly empty after resisting six consecutive strikes.

Even if he obtained one-

He simply didnʼt have the qi left to activate it.

Not to mention, he didnʼt know whether what was about to descend could even be blocked by a Saint-Grade Artifact.

His thoughts shifted again. (Pills?)

Grade-8.

Grade-9.

Even higher.

Healing pills, recovery pills, forbidden pills that could restore him temporarily.

But he immediately dismissed it. (No time!)

Even if he swallowed them now, there wasnʼt enough time for proper absorption.

And more importantly, even at his peak condition, he wasnʼt confident he could survive what was above him.

That realization settled heavily in his chest.

For the first time, Bai Zihan felt it clearly.

A dead end.

Every path he could think of led to death.

His grip on the sword tightened slightly.

His gaze remained fixed on the sky.

The only thing he could rely on was his Primordial Chaos Body, and hope that this body of his could survive against this.

Though even if he survived this, doubt filled his eyes as to whether it would be the end.

What if there was an Eighth Strike?

Then no matter what he did, it wouldnʼt matter.

As long as the Heavenly Tribulation did not stop, he had no way out of this.

He thought about the countless ways he had tried to avoid his death flag, but who would have thought that in the end it would be Heaven itself that would directly kill him?

No amount of preparation could have prepared him for such a ridiculous conclusion.

But even if death was certain, he would meet it head-on.

He slowly stood up despite the pain and got ready to resist another strike from the Heaven.

Above-

The vortex reached its peak.

The power within it condensed to an unimaginable degree.

Space warped violently.

The world trembled as if on the verge of collapse. (This... will kill him...)

CHong Sheng thought.

There was no doubt.

None at all.

Even someone at the level of a Supreme Immortal would not dare claim they could survive this unscathed.

And Bai Zihan was at the end of his strength.

There was no miracle this time.

This was the end!

The vortex pulsed.

Once.

Twice.

Then-

It suddenly stopped.

The lightning did not descend.

The terrifying mass of destruction hovering in the sky simply halted.

Bai Zihanʼs brows furrowed slightly.

A look of confusion appeared in his eyes. (What?)

The pressure was still there.

The power had not dispersed completely.

If anything, it remained just as terrifying.

Chong Shengʼs eyes widened. ”What is happening?”

His voice was barely a whisper.

He has seen many Heavenly Tribulations but this one was truly the most unique.

He has not seen Heavenly Tribulation which lasts more than three times. Not to mention, stopping after it was already ready to strike.

The vortex trembled faintly-

Then slowly-

Very slowly-

It began to disperse unwillingly.

The dense lightning unraveled.

The suffocating pressure lifted bit by bit.

The dark clouds that had covered the sky- Gradually thinned.

The rumbling faded.

The oppressive aura vanished.

Until-

Clear sky returned.

Sunlight broke through the remaining clouds, illuminating the shattered land below.

Silence fell.

Bai Zihan stood there.

Still holding his sword. Still alive.

His chest rose and fell slowly.

His body was battered, burned, and bloodied.

But he remained standing.

The Seventh Strike had not fallen.

He had survived.

Even he did not immediately understand why.

His eyes lingered on the sky for a moment longer.

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