"Even Chaos Divine Thunder, even Chaos Divine Thunder, cannot obliterate me. Since the divine thunder descends, I shall use it to refine my body, and truly achieve the indestructible Demon God Body, eternal and unyielding!" Pei Xuanjing's long hair danced in the air, his robe fluttered without wind, and an angry roar erupted from his mouth.

A dominant aura emanated from Pei Xuanjing's body, shaking the heavens and the sky. He stood in the small world he created, like a Thunder God Supreme, a Creator God, displaying divine might. Above his head, a divine cauldron appeared, flickering with the light of thunder and fearlessly plunged into the ocean-like Chaos Divine Thunder.

The divine cauldron rotated, like the source of the Great Tao, cutting through obstacles, enveloping the entire world of the Thunder God, strands of thunder light spinning, annihilating all things, as if unable to destroy the cauldron. This was the cauldron he condensed with Supreme Divine Power, enduring the might of heavenly tribulation and devouring the power of the thunder tribulation.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

Three sounds of thunder resonated simultaneously, streaks of thunder roamed the chaos, devouring Chaos Yuan Qi. Vaguely, Pang Hong's wanton actions seemed to have provoked the anger of the chaotic thunder tribulation, descending true thunder, condensing into a Thunder Tribulation Divine Sword, splitting the heavens and earth.

The domineering Thunder Tribulation Divine Sword, purple runes flickering, seemed like an invincible powerhouse wielded it, showcasing in mid-air, aiming to shatter the Thunder Tribulation Divine Cauldron in one fell swoop, turning everything to nothing, thereby eradicating Pang Hong.

"No matter who it is, none can stop me on my path to Daoship, the unparalleled Magic Sword, cutting through the firmament!" Pang Hong roared with fury, dispersing the surrounding thunder light, his expression unmoving, eternal and unyielding. A strand of purple ripple emanated from the center of his brows, transforming into a purple divine sword in an instant, carrying the power of thunder to meet the Thunder Tribulation Divine Sword.

"Bang!"

A forceful impact sounded, stirring chaotic turbulence, rolling endless chaotic Qi, breaking the shackles of earth, fire, wind, and water, releasing a world-destroying force.

In the void, a long spear shining with thunder light appeared again. The ten-thousand-zhang long spear, breathing in the power of thunder, seemed like the incarnation of the thunder's origin, its tip gleaming coldly, like a venomous dragon dancing, tearing apart the chaotic turbulence, like an undefeated legend, judging the existence of all living beings.

The Thunder Tribulation Divine Spear, upon its appearance, shattered the void directly, even causing chaos itself to tremble. This was a spear embodied with immortal divinity, capable of destroying a world with one strike. The sharp killing intent flickered at the spear's tip, pointing at Pang Hong, as if to obliterate him.

"It actually condensed the power of judgment, but it's still not enough, far from enough!" Pang Hong looked at the divine spear in the sky, a strange light flashing in his eyes. Standing in the ocean of chaotic thunder, the unending power of thunder tempered his body, hovering on the edge of destruction and rebirth. It seemed there was a force of creation within his body, blending into his physique.

Essence, Qi, and Spirit surrounded him, an intangible and invisible Golden Core circled around him, even descending into the world he created, continuously absorbing the world's creation power.

These forces began to circulate in the world, enhancing Pang Hong's strength of Essence, Qi, and Spirit.

At this moment, Pang Hong had an urgent feeling, the ample power made him want to unleash in madness, suppressing all obstructions. His mind even trembled, and between his brows, a purple-green light flickered. Suddenly, he was jolted, and a purple light in his sea of consciousness appeared, immediately restoring clarity to his mind.

"Roar!"

Pang Hong's body seemed to be instantly turned to ashes by the thunder, only the power of Essence, Qi, and Spirit encircled him.

"Did he fail the tribulation? Vanquished by the thunder tribulation!"

"Impossible! This is just the initial thunder tribulation, how could Pang Hong fail?"

Many surrounding powerhouses watched in surprise as Pang Hong's figure disappeared.

They didn't think Pang Hong would fail the tribulation so easily. Knowing that in recent times, many had proven themselves as Taoist Monarchs, they had all witnessed these powerhouses' paths to Daoship and understood much about the power of the Taoist Monarch thunder tribulation, not believing Pang Hong couldn't withstand even the first strike.

In the next moment, a light flashed, and Pang Hong's figure condensed again, his aura even stronger. Stepping forward, he grasped the Thunder Tribulation Divine Sword condensed by the power of thunder, crushing it to ashes.

Pang Hong's face was sullen. Just moments ago, a momentary oversight nearly caused his downfall, and it wasn't for the fact that he cultivated the Nine Revolutions Golden Core Technique with an exceptionally strong Divine Soul, he might have fallen into it, directly obliterated by the thunder tribulation, perishing between heaven and earth.

Nine Revolutions Golden Core Technique, revered across all realms of heavenly seas, awing eternity, condenses powerful Divine Soul will, protecting the Divine Soul. Even at crucial moments, it can suppress anything. This is the defiant nature of the Golden Core Dao.

To cultivators of the Golden Core Dao, all their cultivation heritage is stored within this Golden Core. Their physical body is merely a vessel to carry the Golden Core. As long as the Golden Core remains intact, the physical body can be repaired at any time.

According to Pei Xuanjing's words, and Pang Hong's own insights into the cultivation of the Golden Core Dao, if one were to cultivate the Golden Core Dao to its extreme, they could completely merge their Essence, Qi, and Spirit into the world, imprinting themselves upon the heavens like a Taoist Monarch, eternal and immortal.

Pang Hong's expression flickered, truly enraged by the power of the thunder tribulation. A Thunder Sword appeared in his hand, shining with endless light, even the terrifying sword intent broke through the earth, fire, wind, and water, slaying all things, like a Supreme murderous weapon not meant to exist in this world, using his will to repel a Quasi-Taoist Monarch.

Holding the Magic Sword, Pang Hong's body revolved with mana, gradually merging the small world of thunder into his body. His divine eyes sparkled like electricity, gazing at the brewing thunder power in the sky, the Thunder Sea rolling, billions of thunders moving simultaneously.

"Come, let me see the true thunder tribulation, let me see if the true power of the thunder tribulation can obliterate me!" Between Pang Hong's brows, there was no hint of fear. Possessing a part of the thunder authority, he himself was the master of thunder, unafraid of any Thunder God.

The power of thunder flickered unpredictably, condensing into Divine Weapons, Magical Treasures. Strands of pressure descended from the sky, even the powerful Confucian Pang Hong had to be fully focused in resisting this pressure, wielding the Thunder Sword, a ray of sword light shot out, shattering the thunder in the sky. At this moment, he was like a deity defying the heavens, confronting the arrival of all heavenly disasters.

Thunder flickered, electric light illuminated, chaotic Qi flowed, even stirring gang winds. Standing in the Thunder Ocean, breathing in endless thunder power, Pang Hong's divine might was infinite, his eyes solemnly watching the gradually condensing Divine Weapons, imbued with thunder's will.

Each shadow of these Divine Weapons seemed to correspond to the existence of certain Taoist Monarchs. It was evident that these imprints were left by the Taoist Monarchs when they had proven themselves as Taoist Monarchs during their tribulations, transformed into the power of the thunder.

"If it were the true Taoist Monarch wielding the Divine Weapon, that would be different, but mere imprint projections, why should I retreat?" Pang Hong stepped forward, radiant light shining, his billowing robe like a canopy, covering the void. The Thunder Sword in his hand vibrated, a flash of chilling light streaked by, drawing a beautiful arc in the air. This was his first powerful strike.

Thunder roared, sword intent crisscrossed, a terrifying storm of sword Qi swept across the void from all directions, the rampant thunder covering the void chaos.

Becoming a Taoist Monarch is the first step in transcending oneself beyond heaven and earth. Only by stepping into this realm can one truly stand equal with the heavens, possessing the power to sit with heaven and earth.

Pang Hong's expression remained steady, eternal as ever, embracing the Sanbao Jade Ruyi, like a deity, pressing against the rolling sky. His spiritual consciousness shook the Thunder Sword, confronting the might of the Taoist Monarch Divine Weapons.

Clearly facing many, yet not falling behind.

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