Chapter 846: Chapter 569: With the Spear, the Universe Trembles; Martial Arts Break through the Seventh Realm and Soar!
It descended from a thousand zhang high, continuously lowering.
The lower it went, the stronger the oppression became.
The boundless Yun Meng Great Marsh, hundreds of thousands of li wide, was shaken; endless massive waves rolled back in all directions, raising the surface of the water higher and higher.
The small island had long since turned to dust and vanished.
Lu Chenzhou soared up from the ground, flashing beneath the grinding plate at two thousand times the speed of sound, his tiny body slashing out a spear, Penetrating Dao Essence converged on the spear tip.
Water Drops Can Wear Stones!
He thrust his spear, like an ant shaking a giant tree.
The eight-colored grinding plate stood immovable.
Instead, it was Lu Chenzhou who was blasted downward.
He fell into the crater, his body marked by burns, frostbite, cuts, poison wounds—eight chilling wounds in total, each different.
"Is it really this indestructible?"
By now, the grinding plate had descended to eight hundred zhang.
The pressure was growing ever greater.
His bones felt as if they would be crushed to powder.
This time, he unleashed his strongest move, fusing man and spear above Yun Meng Lake, outlining a great sun a hundred li in diameter.
"Still not breaking!"
The Great Sun rammed the grinding plate, the eight-colored vortex erupting with infinite power—Lu Chenzhou crashed into the earth like a cannonball.
The grinding plate was torn open, a gap appeared.
Yet in the next moment, it recovered again.
In the distance.
Chen Beiming’s eyes bulged wide.
The hand gripping his blade was so tight it had turned bruised and purplish blue.
"Why is it so difficult?"
The other Seventh Realm experts looked just as grim.
"Just one tribulation already requires us all at full power; with eight tribulations together, it’s no less than fighting eight Early Stage Seventh Realms at once. For one man alone, can he truly shake the Eight Heavenly Realms?"
"This is giving people no way to live."
"Damn you, heavens! Da Xia finally glimpses the dawn, and you treat us to this ultimate tribulation, just to toy with us?"
"It’ll be fine."
Boom!
As soon as the words fell—
Lu Chenzhou was blasted to the ground once again.
The eight kinds of wounds kept spreading.
At this moment, the grinding plate had dropped to three hundred zhang high.
Before the brilliant majesty of the heavens, a human was simply too insignificant.
Time passed.
The grinding plate continued to descend.
Yun Meng Lake was cast in eight hues.
Lu Chenzhou kept attacking, thrust after thrust.
Though it seemed futile,
he unleashed his every spear technique, every move of the Martial God Spear, pushing each to the level of Extraordinary to Saint.
After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn—
He had lost all human semblance, eight radiant colors clinging to his body, tormenting his flesh in different ways.
Extreme agony flooded into his Sea of Consciousness.
In the Immaculate State of Mind, he stood firm as a Saint Buddha.
He transformed into a ray of light, endlessly refracted and ricocheting inside a mirrored cage formed by the grinding plate and the earth.
He was slammed into the ground once more.
The grinding plate was now just a hundred zhang above his head.
"Lu Chenzhou, let me send you a tribulation!"
The Red Lotus Demon Venerable tore open the earth barehanded, endless sea of fire and magma sweeping behind him, a red lotus blooming between his brows.
Buzz!
The earth cracked open in nine places; nine volcanoes a thousand zhang tall erupted, spewing pillars of flame that reached sky and earth alike.
Like a blooming red lotus.
The Red Lotus Demon Venerable stood in the lotus’s heart.
"Go!"
The red lotus closed in.
Lu Chenzhou was swept inside.
The Red Lotus Demon Venerable attempted further means, but an unseeable force moved him away, directly before Chen Beiming.
Bang!
The blade’s light was like a shining river; but the Red Lotus Demon Venerable, barehanded, conjured a scaled dragon claw to block it, scales shattering, blood gushing.
"I knew you’d stop me, but it doesn’t matter anymore. The Karma Fire Red Lotus blooms; beneath the Nine Tribulations, Lu Chenzhou faces Nine Deaths and One Life. I am the tribulation destined in his fate."
The Red Lotus Demon Venerable raised a fist and blasted the blade’s light flying.
"You are unworthy?"
Countless eyes of Shiva emerged in all directions, spiritual beams lacing the Red Lotus like webs.
The Heart Dream Emperor took action.
The Eight Eight Trigrams FormationProfound Heaven Demon Suppression Array activated; eight Seventh Realms and their incarnations bombarded the Red Lotus in saturation, trapping it.
Without suspense, the Red Lotus was suppressed.
After a brief struggle, he ceased resisting.
He simply smiled at Lu Chenzhou, whose body bent under the grinding plate and was now roasting in his karma fire.
"Nine Tribulations, unprecedented. How will you survive?"
Bam!
Not giving Chen Beiming and the others the chance to kill him, the Red Lotus Demon Venerable blew himself up without hesitation—body and Divine Soul annihilated.
A doomsday red lotus bloomed, instantly tearing apart four Seventh Realm incarnations; even Chen Beiming and the others were blasted flying.
The crowd could hardly believe it.
"Red Lotus... just died like that?"
"He self-detonated. Absolutely mad—threw away his own life, just to make things harder for Lu Chenzhou."
"Damn! Eight Tribulations has turned to Nine Tribulations."
Though Red Lotus was dead, none could smile.
Already, eight tribulations at once had been unthinkable.
Now, salt was rubbed in the wound.
...
"Lu Chenzhou is done for."
The Ghost Empress, seeing the Red Lotus Demon Venerable’s demise, swiftly departed from Xia Star. Otherwise, by the time Chen Beiming and the others arrived, it would be too late.
"Nine Tribulations—who could cross such a fate?"
...
"Red Lotus didn’t die in vain."
Achilles also slipped away.
If by chance Lu Chenzhou survived Nine Tribulations, just how strong would he become? Achilles did not dare imagine.
In short, killing him would be like killing a dog.
From now, all that’s left is to await the news.
...
The Eye of Truth.
The Evil Gods, too, closely observed.
"Nine Tribulations is set."
"Lu Chenzhou will certainly die."
Some Evil Gods toasted and celebrated, cups raised aloft.
The Witch Master snorted coldly.
"Don’t get too happy too soon."
...
Time flowed on.
Beneath the heavens, an eight-colored grinding plate.
Above the earth, the Karma Fire Red Lotus.
"Nine Tribulations—Perfection now."
Eight tribulations had always felt like something was missing.
So thought Lu Chenzhou.
He tried to raise his spear to stab, yet found nothing in his grip—the Tiger Soul Spear had long since been ground to fragments beneath the grinding plate.
On the ground, Tiger Essence Fragments keened in sorrow.
They were not dead—they still longed to fight.
"Then let us continue."
Lu Chenzhou reached out his arm. Tens of thousands of Tiger Soul Spear fragments came flying, embedding piece by piece into torn flesh. All his power poured into the right arm, forging a flesh-and-blood great spear—arm as spear shaft, fist for spearhead, a spear of tiger crouching and dragon coiling.
He tore up the Red Lotus for armor.
Let the karma fire burn flesh and scorch the heart.
Destruction Dao Essence from the Red Lotus Demon Venerable was absorbed into him.
The Martial Arts Tree kept rising higher.
Until a prompt rang out.
[Revolving Dao: Third Rank (100%) → Fourth Rank (1%)]
"Now is the moment!"
He thundered skyward, right arm whirling, forming a golden revolving trail. Then, like a bow drawing backward—tight, tense, release... the flesh-and-blood great spear grew longer against the wind, splitting the skies, accompanied by bone-and-muscle resonance. The Dragon Roar and Tiger Roar Technique drummed out a feverish beat and melody.
He reveled in this spear thrust.
At this moment, he was master of heaven and earth.
The familiar sensation surged up once more.
He seemed to slip again into Unity of Heaven and Man.
He sensed the pulse of the world, the breath of the stars, the unyielding will of all living beings beneath the heavens.
Ideas for divine skills burst forth in his mind.
The Pu Suo Giant Tree’s phantom burst into being,
bridging the grinding plate and red lotus,
its endless boughs, bearing all the Three Thousand Worlds, lifted Lu Chenzhou to the treetop, stabbing toward infinite heights.
At the same time,
billions of light-years from Xia Star, in the depths of space, the Northern Sky Constellation, Mensa Constellation Star System Cluster—a galactic nebula as massive as 100,000 suns and hundreds of light-years across, collapsing inward—nine new stars were born, some blue, some red, some purple, some yellow, each of a different hue.
The Nine Stars ignited one after another, finally linking together, becoming the brightest Nine Stars in the northern sky, blooming like a Star Lotus.
At the lotus’s heart, light and shadow danced.
The star clouds curled and shifted, as if a towering figure thrust a spear into the cosmic deep, parting stardust across a hundred light-years.
Perhaps, hundreds of millions of years later, if a civilization ever arose on Xia Star, they might witness this magnificent scene through a telescope.
...
Above Yun Meng Lake,
Lu Chenzhou’s "fist gun" collided with the grinding plate, burning qi-blood, bones for fuel, his will ever refining.
On the World Tree’s phantom, spears forged of invisible will continuously condensed, flowing to his back.
A nine-colored spear broke the earth, crimson tassel below the spearhead blooming and revolving like a lotus. Ruishui River, Sword Mountain, Fire Sea, decayed wood, nine tribulation powers all coiled around the spearhead.
From afar, it looked like a nine-colored divine lotus.
A diameter of more than three hundred kilometers.
Divine lotus and grinding plate collided.
Two surging powers ground each other down.
The divine lotus shattered piece by piece.
The grinding plate splintered piece by piece.
After the ultimate clash, fish-scale clouds for a thousand li were blasted apart; the sky shone clear, wind light, clouds thin; the grinding plate and the nine-colored lotus perished together, dissolving into nature’s energies.
The oppressive feeling faded away.
The waters of Yun Meng Lake, once receded, surged back in reverse.
The Karma Fire Lotus Armor burned out, revealing a terrifying sight: a monstrous skeleton, nine colors, nearly two zhang tall, floated in the sky. Its body was crystalline as jade, covered in cracks, not a trace of flesh left.
Only a wisp of soul fire burned fiercely in the nine-colored glass skull, like an undead creature returning from hell.
"Withering and Flourishing Technique!"
A hoarse, low voice rang out.
Flesh grew forth...
Poof! In a flash, it was erased by the nine-colored power.
"Withering and Flourishing Technique!"
"Withering... forget it."
"The power of the Nine Tribulations is too great. My current Withering and Flourishing Dao attainment is not enough to rebuild my body—I’ve become a skeleton monster..."
[Last day of the month, seeking monthly ticket.]