Chapter Eight hundred and forty-eight The terrifying catastrophe, play the piano to add to the fun!
Wan Hong had no distractions and was not disturbed by the outside world. He quietly operated the skills taught to him by Xiao Chen, breathing in and out, and his immortal power was abundant.
Suddenly, at the moment of condensation, the quasi-immortal emperor's peak momentum was as majestic as an angry dragon, rushing upwards, reaching the ninth level of the sky.
Boom!
A shocking thunder exploded.
Immediately afterwards, the dark clouds gathered and the terrifying trend gathered, seeming to indicate that the way of heaven is irreversible and the destiny of heaven is irreversible.
However, practicing Taoism is going against nature.
To peek into the realm of the Immortal Emperor, one must have the courage and confidence to defy the laws of heaven.
"bring it on!"
Wan Hong is fearless, his eyes are filled with tenacious light, his courage frightens ghosts and gods, and moves the heaven and earth.
He failed to do so last time, but this time he must get a glimpse of the way of the Immortal Emperor.
It seemed that he felt Wan Hong's determination, and seemed to be angered by Wan Hong's momentum. Above the nine-level sky, angry thunder exploded wildly, and the heavenly catastrophe should appear.
Boom!
There was a loud noise that shocked the earth.
"Here comes what a terrifying catastrophe!"
Everyone at the scene saw a thick arc of lightning falling straight from the sky and hitting Wan Hong in an instant.
boom!
Wan Hong was struck by a thunderbolt, and he groaned, with blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth. He was obviously injured.
"Did you carry it through? Although he was injured, Master Wan seems to be able to hold on?"
"It's a beautiful idea, but how can it be so simple? This is the first step, and there will be eighty steps to follow!"
"Eight...eighty ways?"
"Why do you think the Immortal Emperor's Tribulation is so embarrassing? Because the Immortal Emperor's Tribulation is a nine-nine heavenly tribulation, with a total of eighty-one heavenly thunders, each one more powerful than the next. In other words, this is just the Immortal Emperor's Tribulation.
The weakest thunderbolt in the calamity is enough to hurt Wan Hong!"
There are three, six or nine levels of overcoming tribulations.
For example, during the period of transcending tribulations and becoming a true immortal, it only lasts for nineteen heavenly tribulations, a total of nine paths.
The Xuanxian breaks through the Golden Immortal, resulting in three-nine heavenly tribulations, a total of twenty-seven.
The Golden Immortal's breakthrough to the Immortal King is sixty-nine heavenly tribulations, a total of fifty-four.
When it comes to the Immortal Emperor, there are ninety-nine heavenly tribulations and ninety-nine and eighty-one ways. The quality is countless times more terrifying than any previous heavenly tribulations, and anyone who hears it will change their color.
"Why doesn't Wan Hong wear some armor? Do you really think he can withstand eighty-one catastrophes on his own?"
"Not a single defensive weapon? Isn't this too hasty?"
"He is looking for death. He was seriously injured in the first lightning strike. I wonder how he can survive it later!"
"I bet he can't survive ten thunderbolts!"
"Not necessarily, the five elders of Danta are here, maybe there is a way to help him!"
"Are you talking in your sleep? Outsiders cannot interfere with the Tribulation. Once outsiders are detected to intervene, the power of the Thunder Tribulation will double, and Wan Hong can be reduced to rubbish in an instant!"
"Yes, the five elders can only protect Wan Hong, but they cannot help him share the burden!"
"Then, wouldn't it be certain that Master Wan will die?"
"It is not that easy to break through the Immortal Emperor. Wan Hong's own cultivation level to attack the Immortal Emperor has a success rate of zero. Even if he takes a breath to cross the Erdan, it will only slightly increase the success rate!"
"Originally, I said I would come to observe and learn from my experience, but now I think it's just a joke!"
Everyone present sighed, regretted, and gloated about his misfortune. Almost no one thought Wan Hong could succeed.
However, Wan Hong either ignored it, or did not hear the gossip at all, and kept his mind focused on it.
"Not enough, come again!"
Wan Hong's heavy scream seemed to challenge Tianwei.
Boom!
The thunder from the sky did not tolerate him at all. The second strike was more fierce and fell even harder, as if it wanted to kill the ant that had offended the power of heaven.
boom!
Wan Hong still had no defense, but he wrapped his whole body with the power of the quasi-immortal emperor, like a coat made of immortal power, and allowed the second thunder to fall down.
Click!
Xianli's coat was struck by thunder and cracks appeared in an instant.
Wan Hong groaned again, seeming to be in great pain.
Boom!
The third thunder continued to fall.
boom!
Bang!
The outer layer of immortal power was completely shattered by the thunder, turned into little bits of starlight, and dissipated into nothingness.
"How can it be……"
Wan Hong's heart trembled, and he finally felt a sense of trembling.
No matter how firm his mind was, he gradually felt helpless in the face of the absolute power of thunder.
As soon as he thought that this was the third thunderbolt, and that there were seventy-eight more thunders behind him, he felt like he was in the depths of hell, with no hope at all, only despair.
…
"Is the Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulation really so terrifying?"
No one laughed at Wan Hong.
Because no matter how weak Wan Hong is, he is still a quasi-immortal emperor, much stronger than 99% of the people present.
However, a quasi-immortal emperor, trying his best, can only withstand three or four thunderbolts. What should he do if there are more than seventy thunders behind him?
Everyone felt a fear coming from deep within their hearts, and their expressions were extremely solemn.
The realm of the Immortal Emperor is certainly desirable, but it is not so easy to achieve.
"Wan Hong has been seriously injured and his immortal power has been lost. If you continue, you will definitely die!"
Some people concluded that Wan Hong would die and could not hide their lamentations.
"This Wan Hong is so stupid. Does he really think that the Immortal Emperor is so easy to break through?"
The elder of Tianluo Hall scoffed.
He originally thought that Wan Hong would be somewhat prepared and confident if he dared to openly attack the realm of the Immortal Emperor.
But now it seems like it is like a child playing house, which makes people laugh.
"Elder, Wan Hong himself can't bear it anymore. Our plan..."
Tianluodian thought for a while and said: "Give them the order to take action immediately. If Wan Hong himself is struck to death by lightning, haven't we arranged it for so long in vain? If he wants to die, he must die in our hands!"
"yes!"
…
A riot was brewing quietly, and no one noticed it.
On a pavilion in the inner courtyard of the Meteor Star Sect, Xiao Chen looked calmly and looked at the spring water of the small lake leisurely, seemingly not feeling the danger at all.
Next to Xiao Chen, Nangong Yanran was dressed in white palace clothes, but her flawless face showed an anxious look.
Finally, she couldn't help but said: "Master, the situation outside seems to be bad, Master Wan is about to lose his strength!"
"The realm of the Immortal Emperor is inherently risky. Success or failure depends on Wan Hong's own destiny. It's useless for us to worry!" Xiao Chen said lightly.
"Are we really not going to do something?" Nangong Yanran couldn't be as calm as Xiao Chen.
"It's not like doing nothing!" Xiao Chen suddenly said.
"What to do?" Nangong Yanran asked urgently.
Xiao Chen did not answer directly, but looked sideways at her and asked, "Do you know Qin?"
"Qin?" Nangong Yanran was startled for a moment, then shook her head and said, "Qin is a very elegant thing to me. I really like listening to it, but I can't play it!"
"It doesn't matter, as long as you know how to appreciate it, then at least I can have an audience who listens carefully to this song, so I won't be lonely!"
After the words fell, Xiao Chen waved his hand gently.
In an empty attic, a beautifully made guqin appeared out of thin air.
Xiao Chen walked over slowly and gently touched the strings with his fingers, making a loud and crisp sound.
“It’s been a long time since I’ve played!”
Xiao Chen said to himself.
Nangong Yanran's face was full of astonishment.
Judging from Master's attitude, it doesn't look like he was joking.
Is Master really planning to play the piano at this time?
If Master Wan succeeds in overcoming the tribulation, there is nothing wrong with playing the piano to entertain him.
But now we see that Master Wan is in a critical situation, his life is in danger at any time, and there are even more unpredictable risks brewing in the dark.
Wouldn't it be inappropriate to play the piano at this time?