Gradually, cracks began to appear on the dharma instrument from the Heavenly Realm. Although the cracks were tiny, they sent shivers down Zhao Qing's spine.

He knew very well that if this continued, he would not be able to hold on for long.

He wanted to ask that maniac how he was able to withstand such a ferocious Heavenly Tribulation and still manage to bounce around here and there so energetically.

However, he had no chance at all. The terrifying thunder of the Heavenly Tribulation was constantly crashing down on his protection barrier. Even if he wanted to move a little, it was nearly impossible, let alone to run away.

The only thing he could do now was to endure and survive this Heavenly Tribulation. Otherwise, his death was certain.

This mindset caused a strong sense of unwillingness to surge up in Zhao Qing's heart amidst the despair. He thought, 'Why? Why can he do it; skipping around among the thunderbolts of Heavenly Tribulation without any help, but I can't? Could it be that I, Zhao Qing, a respectable cultivator in the Golden Elixir Realm, am really that inferior? If I survive this Heavenly Tribulation today, when I reach the peak of the Primordial Infant stage and face the Heavenly Tribulation to ascend to the Immortal Realm in the future, I will surely have more confidence!'

Indeed, in the Spirit Realm, there were many old ancestors in the Primordial Infant stage who, out of fear of the Heavenly Tribulation, dared not take the final step.

Because if they succeeded, everyone would rejoice. But if they failed...there would be no coming back!

Therefore, some old ancestors in the Primordial Infant stage would stay in the Spirit Realm all their life until their life expectancy was almost exhausted. Only then would they muster up the courage to trigger the Heavenly Tribulation in an attempt to gamble once.

If successful, they could ascend to the Immortal Realm and step into the Spirit Refining stage; if they failed, it wouldn't matter much, as they were close to death anyway.

However, only a few cultivators who have already passed their peak could successfully cross the Tribulation. Therefore, a significant number of cultivators in the Primordial Infant stage did not even trigger a Thunder Tribulation before they perished.

This was exactly why Zhao Qing was so terrified of the Heavenly Tribulation. Heavenly Tribulation...it's the nightmare of all cultivators!

Zhao Qing was standing his ground, gritting his teeth. Suddenly, he noticed a figure rushing toward him.

Then, a sword energy... fiercely slashed at the protective barrier emitted by the dharma instrument in his hand.

Bang!

With a dull sound, the protective barrier... trembled violently.

That madman...he was actually attacking his barrier!

Zhao Qing was truly scared now. He watched in disbelief as large quantities of tribulation lightning struck that man, yet he seemed fine, swinging his sword at the barrier formed by the dharma instrument in his hand.

Each swing was filled with an alarming force.

In the end, seemingly dissatisfied with the speed, the man took out an enormous knife, like a large door plank. Just from the looks of it, anyone could imagine its weight, undoubtedly extremely heavy.

Bang!

Chu Mo swung the large knife, which was like a door panel, and directly executed the fourth technique of the Netherworld's Eight Blades—Nightmare!

It truly became Zhao Qing's nightmare.

He stared at the scene with bloodshot eyes, yet he was powerless.

Each strike would send shivers down his spine.

Fortunately, the divine artifact in his hand was a true treasure. Although many cracks appeared on it, it was still incomparably powerful.

Seeing that the power of the Heavenly Tribulation was starting to wane, Zhao Qing's eyes were a flaming red. He glared at the figure before him and gritted his teeth, "Once the Heavenly Tribulation is over...it will be your death day!"

At this moment, Chu Mo across from him suddenly flashed a grin. Of course, as he was still bathed in the frenzied lightning, Zhao Qing couldn't see the smile on his face. However, he could hear his voice.

With a faint smile on his face, Chu Mo said, "Is that so? Then you can go to hell. I was just playing with you earlier, using you for practice!"

As he spoke, the door-panel-like huge knife in Chu Mo's hand disappeared. In its place...was a long knife radiating a faint blood energy.

The long knife seemed somewhat delicate, at first glance it resembled a sword.

A mocking smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Qing's mouth: "You've already changed so many weapons, aren't you tired of this yet? You may continue....."

Before Zhao Qing could finish speaking, he saw the opponent's knife viciously slashing towards the barrier formed by his dharma instrument. Then.....surprisingly it directly shattered the barrier, swinging straight towards Zhao Qing's head! His words were choked back!

Bang!

The Heavenly dharma instrument in Zhao Qing's hand issued a loud noise and exploded exposed to splinter…into pieces in an instant!

Then, before the massive rain of Golden Elixir Tribulation Thunder could strike, Heaven Slaying in Chu Mo's hand had already sliced Zhao Qing in half...cleaving him into two!

Even until the moment of his death, Zhao Qing's eyes were filled with disbelief.

What kind of knife…..could shatter the Heavenly Instrument barrier that even the Heavenly Tribulation couldn't break so easily?

Who is he? How could he be so powerful?

With endless reluctance, the two halves of Zhao Qing's body fell from the sky.

At this moment, countless Golden Elixir Tribulation Thunder bombarded Zhao Qing.

Before the two halves of his body could land, his body was already torn to shreds, turned into dust, scattered between heaven and earth.

A powerful young cultivator in the Golden Elixir Realm has thus…..died here in such a frustrating way.

Boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Loads of Golden Elixir Tribulation Thunder struck Chu Mo's body.

Chu Mo coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, but his face held an excited smile. The five Golden Elixir cultivators, including a mid-term Golden Elixir expert like Zhao Qing, were all slain by him alone. Granted, he took advantage of the Heavenly Tribulation, but this was still Chu Mo's most successful battle since he set foot on the path of cultivation!

At this moment, the power of the Heavenly Tribulation was gradually decreasing, and after a while, the tribulation clouds in the sky slowly dispersed. There were still some scattered tribulation thunder, striking Chu Mo's body, but this no longer had any effect on him.

Finally, when the last tribulation thunder disappeared between heaven and earth, Chu Mo quickly took out a set of clothes and put them on. After all, Lu Tianyue was still at a distance. He didn't want to be mistaken for an exhibitionist.

After undergoing the baptism of Heavenly Tribulation, Chu Mo could clearly feel that his whole being….had once again stepped up to another level.

It didn't feel as clear in his physical body, but his mental power…..had greatly improved.

"It seems... Although the Heavenly Tribulation is terrifying, if you pass the tribulation successfully, your overall strength will increase greatly. So, it has huge benefits after all." Chu Mo thought to himself, then flew towards Lu Tianyue.

Lu Tianyue had witnessed the entire battle that day. The way she looked at Chu Mo was now somewhat different.

She knew before that he was very powerful, his medical skills were excellent, his alchemy was quick, and his combat power was also considerable. However, to Lu Tianyue, this young man, who was respectfully addressed as 'mister' by her father, was ultimately just a lower-level cultivator.

Even if he was extraordinarily powerful, he was only a Foundation Establishment cultivator after all. Could he possibly contend with Golden Elixir?

What happened today completely changed Lu Tianyue's perception. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she definitely wouldn't believe what others said. A Foundation Establishment cultivator turned the tides and in the blink of an eye, annihilated five Golden Elixir powerhouses.

It was truly a terrifying monster!

Was he really human?

Looking at Chu Mo flying over, such thought suddenly crept into Lu Tianyue's mind.

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