Rumble…
A booming sound tore through the sky, causing everyone to look up in surprise and dread.
Above the Purgatory, a colossal dragon formed of lightning surged towards Lu Fan, a terrifying spectacle. Wherever it passed, residual lightning power instilled fear in their hearts.
Within Lion Peak, other assassins retreated, unable to even look directly, their eyes filled with terror. They had never encountered such fearsome heavenly power and felt a deep sense of dread.
“Quickly leave this place! The final strike of the Nine Dragon Lightning Tribulation is too terrifying. Do not be caught by the aftermath, or you may lose your lives!” Jian Bei warned, his figure moving to another mountain peak. Even he dared not get involved, as such immense lightning power would likely lead to his demise if he tried to withstand it.
Peony leaped, a sense of despair creeping into his heart. He didn't want Lu Fan to perish, but it seemed hopeless now. If even Jian Bei was retreating, it was clear how powerful this lightning was.
The old village chief was quite anxious. He felt a miracle might occur and had been anticipating Lu Fan's ability to resist the Nine Dragon Lightning Tribulation and be reborn.
Rumble…
Rumble…
Rumble…
A boundless sea of lightning surged downwards, instantly turning the entire Purgatory into ruins. Even within the ruins, the air crackled with lightning, a terrifying sight. It was estimated that even the residual energy could kill a Saint.
When the smoke cleared, everyone looked towards the Purgatory, but no one was found. A wave of helplessness and inexplicable sadness washed over them.
They had expected the Assassin Dynasty to produce a peerless assassin, only to see him die in the lightning tribulation.
“Everyone is dead?”
Seeing the scene before him, Bai Mian Shu Sheng’s lips curved into a smile. This was the outcome he most desired, and it had actually come true. With no one surviving this Purgatory trial, the sect leader would be unable to take a disciple, and he wouldn't have to worry about his own position.
“Are they really dead?”
Peony gazed at the ruins, finding it hard to believe. Perhaps there was still hope, but in the ruins, apart from the ashes of many bodies, nothing else could be seen.
“How could anyone survive such a powerful lightning tribulation!”
Gui Ying shook his head. “Even if Master were inside, he might not have survived. It was already incredibly difficult for him to last until the final moment!”
Peony found it hard to accept but had no choice. He didn't wish for Lu Fan's death, but fate seemed to be against him. The more outstanding one was, the more heaven’s jealousy they attracted.
“In the end, he couldn't hold on!”
Jian Bei shook his head. “I had intended to take him as a disciple, but it seems there’s no longer an opportunity!” Su Dan Novel Network
“Master, rest assured. Even without a fourth disciple, we will handle matters properly!” Bai Mian Shu Sheng said with a smile. “Hundreds of Saint Killers have died, and not a single one survived. This is a significant loss for Lion Peak, and such a loss cannot happen again!”
“Are you saying my final disciple doesn't need to be chosen?”
Jian Bei narrowed his eyes. “Since when do you make the decisions at Lion Peak?”
“This disciple dares not!”
Bai Mian Shu Sheng quickly cupped his fists, his face paling. He hadn't expected Jian Bei to say that, and it filled him with apprehension. He felt a pressure that made him inexplicably wary.
“It’s good that you dare not. I know you have your sights set on the sect leader position, but do not overstep your bounds, or your end will be nothing but death!” Jian Bei’s voice was cold.
“This disciple understands!”
Bai Mian Shu Sheng nodded slightly, trembling inwardly. Being seen through by Jian Bei was not a good thing; it might even affect his chances of becoming the next sect leader.
“Senior Brother Bai Mian, Master doesn’t mean anything else. Please don’t overthink it!” Gui Ying said with a faint smile. “We will not compete with you for the sect leader position!”
“Junior Brother Gui Ying jokes. As the saying goes, the capable shall inherit. I don’t care much for these things!” Bai Mian Shu Sheng shrugged.
“Such hypocrisy!”
Peony shook his head, his words unreserved.
Hearing this, Bai Mian Shu Sheng’s face turned ashen, especially with Peony’s previous remark, which displeased him.
“Alright, alright. Regardless, you are all fellow disciples. Don’t quarrel here!”
Jian Bei waved his hand. “I am a bit tired. As for the matter of the final disciple, let’s put it aside for now!”
He was quite helpless. He had wanted to choose a final disciple and had high hopes for Lu Fan, but unfortunately, Lu Fan had died in the lightning tribulation, leaving him with no choice. Otherwise, Lu Fan would have been his clear pick.
“There is still a faint aura within the Purgatory. Although very weak, someone must still be alive!”
The old village chief’s voice suddenly rang out. He then cupped his fists towards Jian Bei. “I implore the sect leader to open the Purgatory barrier!”
Following his words, everyone looked towards the Purgatory and cast out their divine senses, indeed detecting a faint aura.
“What is going on? Why didn’t we sense it earlier?” Peony asked in surprise. “Could that kid not be dead?”
“It must be!” Gui Ying exclaimed excitedly. “He must still be alive!”
Jian Bei also looked dubious. He directly opened the barrier and stepped into the Purgatory. If Lu Fan were alive, he would definitely take him as his final disciple and treat him as his own. Such an outstanding talent would be a blessing for the entire Assassin Dynasty.
Indeed, after searching, they finally found a figure lying in a corner of the ruins. Although unconscious, everyone could see it was Lu Fan, and he still possessed a faint aura.
“This kid is truly clever! He deliberately concealed his aura just now to evade the pursuit of heavenly power!”
Jian Bei was overjoyed. He then realized that such a peerless prodigy would never be easily let go by the forces of heaven and earth. Lu Fan’s actions were quite astute.
“Quickly, quickly take him back to recuperate!” Peony urged.
“Cough, cough… You’ve changed so quickly. You weren’t like this before. Could it be you’ve really taken a liking to him?” Gui Ying said softly.
“Don’t spout nonsense. I simply think he has exceptional talent and will become Master’s final disciple, making him my junior brother. Naturally, I should treat him well, otherwise, it wouldn’t make sense!”