We Agreed On Experiencing Life, So Why Did You Immortals Become Real?

Chapter 250: Immortal Lightning Tribulation

Western Regionʼs northern side, Moon Frost Peak.

Snowflakes drifted and danced down from the horizon, as if a celestial goddess had torn white paper to pieces and scattered them across the entire human world.

Thousands of mountains and valleys were covered in flawless white, like a giant scroll of fine paper on which an immortal had dipped a brush in white ink and splashed out a continuous expanse of silver wrapping.

In the distance, several ancient pines, unable to bear the heavy snowʼs weight, occasionally dropped a cloud-like clump of snow with a ”poof,” stirring up some white dust.

Nearby, a man with an upright posture stood at the peak, calmly gazing at this expanse of sky.

”Migu migu...”

The little Hundun lay on Wangxinʼs head, its body already covered by a layer of white snow.

Shaking its body like a little dog, the little Hundun shook off the snow cleanly and looked earnestly at its master standing at the cliffʼs edge.

The little Hundun turned around to look at Wangxin and discovered that the female masterʼs expression was very tense, not even daring to breathe loudly.

”Migu...”
The little Hundun nuzzled Wangxinʼs face, as if comforting her.

”I know...” Wangxin held the little Hundun in her arms, ”I believe Xiao Mo will be fine, definitely fine...”

But when Wangxin said this, she couldnʼt help but hug Hundun tightly, as if that statement wasnʼt for the little Hundun but rather her comforting herself.

Over these two years, Xiao Mo had fought great battles with numerous Upper Three Realms cultivators, continuously verifying his dao.

In this process, Xiao Mo had killed countless cultivators, suffered countless injuries, and came close to qi deviation countless times but it was precisely through this continuous tempering that Xiao Mo had now reached the perfection of the Jade Simplicity realm and would undergo tribulation today.

Actually, in Wangxinʼs view, although Xiao Moʼs Jade Simplicity realm was already solid, it hadnʼt quite reached the point where tribulation was absolutely necessary, and there were still many preparations that could be made.

For instance, Xiao Mo could spend five hundred years allowing some of the blood baleful qi on his body to dissipate but Wangxin also didnʼt know why, Xiao Moʼs heart seemed somewhat anxious, as if he didnʼt have much time left...

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Mo released all his spiritual power.

”Boom!”

With a thunderclap resounding from the sky.

Dark clouds gradually gathered, and spiritual power continuously converged toward Moon Frost Peak.

Xiao Mo gripped his long blade and calmly looked at the firmament. The long blade in his hand emitted a trembling sound, as if excited, yet also as if afraid.

At this moment, Xiao Moʼs mental state was abnormally calm.

For Xiao Mo, as long as he crossed this lightning tribulation, he could enter the Immortal realm.

After entering the Immortal realm, he could finish everything.

This lifetimeʼs life experience should then come to an end.

”Boom!”

Another tremendous sound came but strangely, after this tremendous sound, not a single bolt of lightning fell.

”Boom!”

”Boom!”

From the firmament above, thunderclaps came one after another, but still no lightning fell.

”Migu! Migu!”

Instead, the little Hundun was startled by these terrifying thunder sounds, continuously shrinking into Wangxinʼs embrace, its little wings covering its eyes but it didnʼt cover them securely, fearfully yet worriedly watching its master through the gaps.

Wangxin tightly pressed her thin lips together, her mind even more tense.

Ordinary Immortal realm lightning tribulations basically fell in the form of thunder, but for different cultivators, the lightning tribulations varied.

However, one thing remained constant—the more unusual the lightning tribulation, the more difficult it was.

Before Xiao Mo underwent tribulation, Wangxin had read quite a few records about Immortal realm lightning tribulations.

This current situation was the first time Wangxin had seen it.

Just where was this lightning tribulation?

Just as Wangxinʼs heart grew increasingly uneasy with doubt, the layers of dark clouds in the sky were suddenly torn open by an invisible force.

A blood-red figure, as if stepping out from the depths of the nine netherworlds, walked down from the clouds step by step.

”Migu?”

The little Hundun unconsciously rubbed its eyes with its tiny wings, then tried hard to widen its eyes, staring fixedly at the firmament above, almost unable to believe what it was seeing.

”Xiao Mo...”

Wangxin stared blankly up at that blood-colored figure descending from the air.

That face, that form, was clearly identical to Xiao Mo.

Only the baleful qi swirling around this blood shadow was several times more concentrated than Xiao Moʼs, and the pressure it emanated was terrifyingly suffocating.

”You two, retreat further.” Xiao Mo said to Wangxin without turning his head, his voice calm yet brooking no argument.

Wangxin pressed her thin lips tightly together, knowing full well that she absolutely couldnʼt interfere with Xiao Moʼs tribulation at this moment. She immediately held the little Hundun and rapidly retreated into the distance.

Just as Wangxin retreated with Hundun, the blood shadow Xiao Mo had already swung his blade down.

That strike was simple and direct, yet carried the momentum to split heaven and earth.

Xiao Mo drew his blade to meet the attack almost in the same instant, the bladeʼs edge cutting through the sky, raising a piercing sharp cry.

”Boom!”

The tremendous sound shook the wilderness.

The entire mountain peak behind Xiao Mo was split in half.

The cloud layer behind the blood baleful Xiao Mo was torn apart by sharp blade qi, revealing the azure sky behind it.

Violent blood baleful qi surged outward like a tide.

Wherever it passed, accumulated snow instantly evaporated, and rocks turned to powder.

The next moment, the two figures collided again, blade lights crisscrossing, energies running rampant.

Countless sharp blade qi scattered in all directions, leveling and shattering nearby mountain peaks one after another.

The enormous impact caused the ground to shake violently, rivers to flow backward, as if the entire sky would shatter in this terrifying clash.

Under Wangxinʼs anxious gaze, she saw that Xiao Mo and that blood shadow had already exchanged hundreds of moves in an instant.

Initially, both sides were evenly matched but as time passed, Wangxin clearly noticed that Xiao Moʼs moves began to become sluggish, each parry growing more strenuous.

Finally, Xiao Mo seized a fleeting opportunity and struck with all his might.

Wangxinʼs heart leaped with joy.

Wangxin knew this blade strike Xiao Mo was using.

This blade was called ”Breaking the Void,” the eighth form of the Blood Demon Sword Formula, containing the blade intent to break through illusions and point directly to the source.

Quite a few Immortal realm cultivators had died under this blade of Xiao Moʼs.

At this moment, the blood baleful Xiao Mo was entangled by Xiao Moʼs blade qi and couldnʼt respond to this strike.

This was the best opportunity.

However, unexpectedly, the next moment, a lightning tribulation struck down toward the blood baleful Xiao Mo, dispersing Xiao Moʼs blade qi.

The blood baleful Xiao Mo turned and swung his blade, using not the same ”Breaking the Void,” but the even sharper, even more domineering ninth form of the Blood Demon Sword Formula—”Opening Heaven”!

”Xiao Mo!”

Wangxin called out loudly, flying toward Xiao Mo.

A dazzling blade light flashed across the sky. Xiao Moʼs figure, like a kite with a broken string, powerlessly fell from high in the air and that blood baleful Xiao Mo merely floated quietly in mid-air.

He coldly looked down at Xiao Moʼs continuously falling figure until Xiao Mo was buried in an avalanche and disappeared from view.