A huge swirling cloud is condensing above the mountain peak, and the black mass seems to be pouring down at any time. A blue-purple electric light is swimming in the clouds, giving a scene of the approaching doomsday.
Countless people inside and outside Chang'an City, not far away, saw what happened on Dujie Peak.
But no one could see Wang Chen sitting on it.
Wang Chen wore a white robe and looked up at the sky where thunder was flashing, feeling calm in his heart.
Ascension was about to take place, but he was unusually calm.
This is because Wang Chen survived a thunder catastrophe three years ago, and now faces the test of a thunder catastrophe again, and has already gained experience.
The most important thing is that his current strength and cultivation are far stronger than those three years ago!
However, Wang Chen is not arrogant at all, because he knows very well that this disaster will definitely be ten times more powerful than three years ago.
bring it on!
Wang Chen's eyes narrowed, and he raised his hand and took out a bronze metal umbrella.
Katcha!
Almost at the same moment, a barrel-thick thunderbolt suddenly fell from the sky and struck Wang Chen squarely on his head.
As a result, it was blocked by this copper umbrella!
Because the power contained in the sky thunder was too strong, this magic weapon only withstood a few breaths, and then melted into copper water and flew everywhere.
Immediately afterwards, one after another more powerful thunder struck down.
The catastrophe that Wang Chen faced revealed extremely ferocious fangs from the very beginning.
It seemed as if this world was going to take this opportunity to vent all the resentment that had been caused by him over the past few years.
Wang Chen will never be allowed to pass easily!
Wang Chen was already prepared for such a situation. He calmly took out one magic weapon after another from his Sumeru Ring and offered it up to fight against the thunder.
Most of these magic weapons come from the secret treasury of Qingyun Palace, and some are enshrined by Taiji Palace over the years.
After Wang Chen obtained it, he injected the essence of the high-level ferocious beast to restore its power, and then refined it a little. At this moment, it was all used as a shield to deal with the catastrophe.
It must be said that this kind of "wasteful" behavior is not an ordinary luxury.
You must know that every magic weapon has its origin, and some may date back thousands of years. If it can be brought back to Haotian Realm and its full power restored, its value will be immeasurable.
But for Wang Chen, nothing is more important than surviving the catastrophe!
The calamity thunder seemed to be endless. As time went by, the density of the bombardment became higher and higher, almost completely covering the entire mountain peak, and Wang Chen on top faced increasing pressure.
He had to sacrifice multiple magic weapons at once to resist.
No matter how many magic weapons are stored in the Sumeru Ring, they cannot be consumed endlessly, not to mention that Wang Chen only prepared a hundred or so.
He had to increase the consumption of his true energy to enhance the magic weapon's resistance.
Despite this, after persisting for one stick of incense, the magic weapon in the Sumeru Ring was exhausted!
But paying such a high price resulted in the partial dissipation of the calamity cloud.
Sky thunder continues to bombard, but the intensity and density have decreased to varying degrees.
Not only that, Wang Chen also felt that with the repeated bombardment of thunder, a gap was opened between the sky and the earth.
The ascension channel appears!
Just such a small space can barely accommodate insects to pass through, but it is absolutely impossible for Wang Chen to ascend through it.
He immediately stood up, looked up at the sky and sacrificed the last magic weapon.
A flying sword!
The sword shot out like a rainbow and pierced the sky, piercing the calamity cloud in an instant, and even scattered several brewing thunders.
At this moment, the whole world was enraged. The clouds of calamity that had retreated suddenly increased sharply. The thunderous thunder instantly crushed the flying sword and crashed down towards Wang Chen.
Moreover, the sky thunder has a purple-red color, which is very different from the previous one, and the power it contains is even more terrifying.
Wang Chen knew that the most difficult test was coming!
"Hey!"
He exhaled loudly and raised his fist to meet the thunder.
This punch condensed 100% of the power, and the explosive force directly shattered the thunder.
But the scattered lightning still went down, completely engulfing Wang Chen.
Wang Chen was shaken all over and carried it down with force.
Even though ninety-nine percent of the power was shattered, the feeling of being washed by the Tribulation Thunder was absolutely unbearable. The whole person was penetrated by the powerful electric current, and every inch of the body's muscles were undergoing a huge test.
He was able to carry it down without moving at all, relying entirely on his strong will and the body forged by Tianlong Vajra Zhengfa!
The problem is that there is more than one such calamity.
Wang Chen punched the sky, punched, and punched again.
Every punch consumes a lot of innate Qi, and the savings in Dantian are quickly exhausted.
Wang Chen can only continue to survive by burning his energy and blood points.
He finally understood why no one in the past could ascend to the upper world, including those monks who came down from the upper world.
This Wushan Realm is simply a paradise for monks!
And at this point, Wang Chen had no chance of backing down.
His feet were deeply dug into the hard rock, and he stood unwaveringly on the top of the Tribulation Peak. He punched the sky again and again, crushing the thunder that struck him.
At the same time, he has to bear the baptism of thunder!
Even though Wang Chen's will was extremely firm, he gradually reached his limit.
This sky thunder shows no sign of ending, and the expansion of the ascension channel is extremely slow, giving people hope and despair.
Later, Wang Chen didn't even know how many thunderbolts he had crushed.
The whole person was numb.
But he gritted his teeth and held on, refusing to bow his head or admit defeat!
At this moment in Chang'an City, countless people were standing on the streets, on pavilions, and on rooftops, staring dumbfounded at the spectacle happening on Dujie Peak.
Everyone didn't understand what was happening and felt panic and uneasiness.
Suddenly a voice came clearly to everyone's ears: "That's the Supreme Saint Master Wang Xianshi who is overcoming the tribulation!"
The Supreme Saint Master overcomes the tribulation?
Everyone was excited at the same time, and bursts of exclamations broke out from the crowd.
At this moment, a gray-haired old man suddenly knelt down and prayed: "May the Holy Master survive the catastrophe!"
When other people saw him, they also knelt down and prayed.
"May the Holy Master survive the catastrophe!"
"Survive the catastrophe!"
At first there were dozens of sounds, then hundreds of sounds and thousands of sounds.
People's hearts are agitated!
Over the years, Wang Chen not only built the Xiongcheng of Chang'an and the Taiji Palace, but also implemented benevolent policies that benefited all people. Countless civilians received his favor.
Many people secretly enshrine Wang Chen's immortal tablet and regard him as a living god.
This boundless energy of humanity once again gathered into an unprecedented torrent of humanity.
Swarmed towards the Tribulation Peak!
Wang Chen, who was almost unable to hold on any longer, suddenly felt the pressure lighten, and a new force surged into his body.
In an instant, his heart was filled with happiness, and he suddenly punched the sky.
"open!"
Both fists were thrown out, and the passage that penetrated the world was instantly blasted open.
Wang Chen's figure flashed, and was instantly submerged by the boundless thunder, and the whole person disappeared!