Chapter 338: Chapter 338: Something’s Not Right with This Catastrophe
A mere Tribulation; it’s not like I haven’t seen one before. Besides, it’s just a little girl’s Tribulation; how strong can it be? I, Chen Pingping, am a powerhouse in the late stage of the royal path, with many strong foundations. In my Sea of Consciousness world, there even hovers a Sacred Soldier. Heh!
He lifted his head high, brimming with self-confidence, and said, "Alright, begin!"
Jiang Ni’er hesitated slightly, wanting to say something, but seeing Chen Pingping’s confident demeanor, she could only give up. She exhaled a breath of turbid air and began to deduce the cause related to Soup Valley.
In an instant, she entered a strange world.
At that very moment, dark clouds gathered densely in the high sky. Layers of thunder and lightning began to roll, resembling coiled dragons lying in wait. A terrible and accumulating oppressive force spread from above, enveloping the entire Wuji Sect.
The disciples of the Sect all raised their heads in astonishment.
BOOM!
The first bolt of lightning struck down, thick and aimed directly at Qingfeng.
"Master Uncle?"
"Is Master Uncle undergoing Tribulation?"
"It doesn’t quite seem like it; this Tribulation isn’t strong! Isn’t Master Uncle an invincible being? Shouldn’t his Tribulation extend for tens of thousands of miles?" a young man spoke up.
However, just as he finished speaking, the cloud-covered sky began to expand, and a lightning bolt as thick as a mountain struck down directly.
The Sect Disciples were dumbfounded.
That lightning bolt was bigger than Qingfeng itself.
It left Chen Pingping with disheveled hair and ragged clothes, smoke coming from his seven orifices. He quickly stopped Jiang Ni’er, "Wait, wait."
Something wasn’t right. The disparity between the first and second lightning bolts was too great. Chen Pingping had a feeling that the third Tribulation might surpass the royal path realm, and what was terrifying was that there were still more to come...
Jiang Ni’er’s deduction was interrupted. She slowly opened her eyes, full of confusion, and asked, "What’s wrong?"
"I should get ready," Chen Pingping took a deep breath.
He immediately took her away from there, heading south until they arrived at a desolate mountain range.
He ordered Earth Chicken to set up several formidable Arrays before letting Jiang Ni’er begin her deduction again.
But the moment the Tribulation struck down, Chen Pingping was utterly dumbfounded.
The Arrays shattered one after another, completely unable to block the Tribulation, let alone delay it for even a breath or two.
Not only that, but each successive Tribulation was dozens of times more powerful than the last. Each bolt also carried the Power of Destruction.
Not far away, a large group of Wuji Sect powerhouses and Disciples who had followed all gasped.
"Master Uncle is undergoing Tribulation."
"The Tribulation is getting more and more terrifying."
"What is that?" someone exclaimed, seeing some images amidst the layers of dark clouds.
A figure was condensing, wrapped in thunder and lightning. It revealed a pair of blood-red eyes. Moreover, its entire body was imbued with the Power of Destruction.
Zhuge Wushuang, Nangong Jue, Mo Wuwei, and Hongxiu, who had hurried over, were also shocked by the scene unfolding before them.
In the mountains, Chen Pingping’s face was very dark. He had only wanted Jiang Ni’er to make a small deduction; was there really a need for such violent strikes?
What was bizarre was that the Tribulation above seemed to be aiming specifically for him, completely ignoring the main subject—Jiang Ni’er.
He spat out blood directly.
Earth Chicken had already fled for its life, far from this place.
Only Hei, outside the Tribulation, seemed very excited, dancing around with joy for reasons unknown.
SWISH!
The condensed figure struck down from the high sky. With a large hand, it grabbed a rolling bolt of lightning and then swung it as if it were a long vine slapping down.
The Dharma Principle of lightning, the Power of Heaven and Earth, and the terrifying Power of Destruction all mingled together.
The long vine shattered the Void, striking Chen Pingping with precision.
He grimaced in pain, exclaiming continuously, "Do you have some serious illness?"
The one actually divining the Heavenly Dao is her, yet you don’t strike her. Instead, you focus your attacks on an outsider like me... How unreasonable!
After taking a beating, Chen Pingping cursed and complained. He thought this must have been the strongest blow of the Tribulation, but as soon as he looked up, he was dumbfounded.
Several figures were converging, far taller and more terrifying than the last, their bodies crackling with lightning, with layers of the Power of Destruction spreading out.
At first glance, they looked like killing gods who had walked out of hell, determined to destroy everything in the world.
Everyone was stunned.
Chen Pingping felt a chill crawl down his spine; he began to sense that something was terribly wrong.
Why was the Tribulation only striking him? Why was Jiang Ni’er, in contrast, completely unscathed?
He thought of Mo Lai. That bastard must know the reason! Otherwise, Mo Lai wouldn’t have gone to such lengths to entrust Jiang Ni’er to his care.
Glancing at Jiang Ni’er not far away, still divining about Soup Valley, he gritted his teeth, walked towards the sky, and yelled, "Come at me!"
As soon as his words fell, the figures that had condensed from the Tribulation indeed came forth.
Some held halberds, others wielded Longswords, and still more brandished ancient cauldrons. All possessed towering forms, their eyes bizarre and profound. They descended from the Tribulation, intending to suppress all enemies in the world.
They didn’t seem like part of the Tribulation, but more like living beings resurrected from an ancient era...
BANG!
The moment the first figure struck down, Chen Pingping was hit.
The overwhelming Divine Might pressed down from the sky. It left him unable to attack, not even to raise his Sacred Soldiers. He could only watch helplessly as the Killing Slash penetrated his body.
With a spurt of blood from his mouth, his body plummeted from the sky to the earth.
The other figures quickly followed suit.
"Damn it," Chen Pingping glared furiously.
Just as he was about to climb out of the mud pit, the others had already arrived.
A shriek of agony filled the air.
The distant Sect experts and young Disciples were all horrified.
Fortunately, Jiang Ni’er finally finished her divinations. The dark clouds in the sky began to dissipate, signaling the end of the Tribulation.
"Where’s Master Uncle?"
"The Tribulation was so terrifying; could Master Uncle be... dead?"
"What nonsense are you spouting? How could Master Uncle die so easily? At worst, his Dantian was destroyed."
"Come on, let’s go take a look!"
A crowd of people surged forward.
Seeing a huge pit in the mountainside, they all gasped.
Hongxiu and a few others walked to the front, examining the deep pit. They extended their Divine Sense, trying to find Chen Pingping’s figure. However, the lingering Power of Destruction still permeated the area. It sealed off their Divine Sense from the pit, leaving them completely unable to perceive what was inside.
After a long wait, a completely charred figure finally climbed out of the pit.
He grinned, revealing a row of pearly white teeth.
"That’s great! Master Uncle is still alive!"
"Yes, Master Uncle isn’t dead."
"Master Uncle, how are you?" the group of young people chattered.
"Master Uncle, your clothes..."
Huh?
Suddenly, the female cultivators present blushed fiercely.
Because Chen Pingping’s clothes were gone, obliterated during the Tribulation. When he climbed out of the pit, he was completely naked.
Chen Pingping looked down, and his expression instantly soured.
Fortunately, Hongxiu reacted quickly. With a wave of her hand, a shroud of black mist wrapped around Chen Pingping, sending him back to Qingfeng. She then immediately said, "Disperse!"
Chen Pingping was the pillar of the Wuji Sect, its trump card, and the embodiment of the Sect’s belief in invincibility. His grand, solemn, sacred, and invincible image could not be tarnished like this.
Unfortunately, they had already seen.
And so...
A group of male Disciples said, "So, it turns out our invincible Master Uncle is... well, just as big as us."
A group of female Disciples, blushing furiously, exclaimed, "I saw Master Uncle’s... I must take responsibility for him! I want to bear him a dozen or so children!"