The purple thunder in the sky gathered more and more, gradually forming a thundercloud. The purple lightning, entwined like old tree roots, exuded a terrifying aura of destruction.
The transcendence calamity was a decisive point; those who transcended became scattered immortals, while those who failed were directly struck by the purple lightning and turned to ash. Of course, there were also some strong-willed souls who could endure part of the tribulation. Although they couldn't become scattered immortals, they could transform into ghastly immortals and be led into the Netherworld.
Ding Yan stood up, hands behind his back, gazing up at the sky.
After several days of gathering energy, he had finally successfully initiated the transcendence calamity.
Under the pressure of the thunder calamity, the ground began to show fine cracks, and the strong astral wind whistled. Ding Yan stood with his hands behind his back, his black hair flying backward and his long robe rustling in the gusty wind.
The stone mountain beneath his feet was constantly shattered by the pressure of the thundercloud, the fragments falling and colliding in the mountains, making a cracking sound.
"In my previous life, I didn't dare to try the might of the heavens, which is a regret. Being able to witness it in this life is not in vain after cultivating for a thousand years," Ding Yan murmured to himself.
Although it was only the transcendence calamity, the might of the heavens was still the might of the heavens!
The purple thunder was also a manifestation of the might of the heavens.
If Ding Yan could transcend the tribulation, it would also be a qualitative change for his own soul. Because in his previous life, despite having a skill that could pierce through heavens and earth, he had never dared to attempt the tribulation, which had always been like a mountain pressing on his heart.
In the sky, the power of the purple thunder grew stronger.
Ding Yan's feet were three inches deep into the ground, and the air was filled with an aggressive atmosphere.
Crack!
The violent purple thunder struck without warning.
Ding Yan's pupils contracted slightly, and in his pitch-black eyes, a giant thunderous serpent was reflected.
Before Ding Yan could react, the terrifying pressure followed immediately. The force was like a mountain pressing down. Ding Yan's body trembled slightly, trying to take a step but unable to move at all. At that moment, Ding Yan finally understood why so many predecessors chose to resist the celestial tribulation.
Because from the moment the celestial tribulation fell, the one undergoing it would be completely shrouded in the power of the celestial tribulation. In their eyes, the celestial tribulation was like the collapse of the heavens, with no place to hide! It was as if the power of heaven and earth, at the moment the celestial tribulation appeared, opened up a separate space, belonging only to the one undergoing the tribulation. In this isolated world, facing the falling celestial tribulation, any techniques or magical powers were pale and powerless. Apart from resistance, there was no other way!
A touch of madness flashed in Ding Yan's eyes!
Cultivating for a thousand years and now being reborn, the experiences he had gone through were not something the small purple thunder could subdue. As a reborn cultivator, Ding Yan knew very well that there was absolutely no room for retreat in the face of the celestial tribulation, otherwise it would be a dead end.
The Mo Feifan of the Lotus Valley failed to transcend the tribulation, and turned into a ghost immortal due to a momentary neglect.
His right hand stretched out, palm facing upwards!
Boom!
The violent purple thunder struck directly into Ding Yan's palm, then spread to his entire body. From a distance, Ding Yan looked like a thunder god descending, surrounded by purple lightning.
"Refuse to submit to the will of the thunder, devour it with thought, and refine it, tempering the soul! Assimilate the power of life within the flesh, merging with the purple thunder, shaping the body of a scattered immortal!" Ding Yan recalled the records in the notes of the predecessors in the Lotus Valley when they transcended the tribulation.
The purple thunder was like a blade, each flash feeling like a thousand cuts.
Even the strong-minded Ding Yan had beads of sweat on his forehead. However, as soon as the sweat appeared, it was quickly melted by the raging purple thunder.
The area around the stone mountain was completely shrouded in purple thunder, like a purgatory.
The frenzied purple thunder reached all the way down to the ground.
As time passed, Ding Yan clearly felt that his body was starting to be damaged. However, his soul didn't sense any pressure. Because Ding Yan's soul was already a expert at the transcendence calamity stage, the transcendence calamity for him was just a process. This was also why, before undergoing the tribulation, Ding Yan felt that he had a ten-layered assurance.
As the soul ascended, the damage to the body became increasingly severe.
A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out.
Within the purple thunder, Ding Yan's face turned pale.
"The physical body is about to collapse... at this rate, I will become a ghost immortal..."
Zi Lei's power exceeded Ding Yan's expectations. As his physical body began to crumble, Ding Yan clearly felt a hint of black energy appearing in his soul. This was a precursor to becoming a ghost immortal.
"Scatter!" Ding Yan's eyes sharpened, and his terrifying soul power directly crushed the black energy.
As time passed and Ding Yan crushed dozens of black energies, he gradually gained an understanding. This tribulation of transformation could actually be divided into two parts, one targeting the soul, and the other targeting the physical body. Both had to be overcome simultaneously in order to become an ascended immortal. If the physical body couldn't withstand the baptism of heavenly thunder, black energy would appear in the soul, gradually assimilating without the notice of the tribulation's survivor.
This was the secret of the transformation tribulation, something ordinary cultivators would never discover. However, Ding Yan's soul was incredibly powerful, equivalent to that of a seventh-ascension ascended immortal. Under this terrifying soul power, the black energy naturally could not escape detection.
"No wonder ascended immortals are so rare." Ding Yan's gaze remained calm, without the slightest hint of panic.
Boom!
A thunderous sound resounded, signaling the complete descent of the purple thunder.
The transformation tribulation only had one heavenly thunder. This heavenly thunder, like the gate of the ascended immortal world when it broke open, could transform into an ascended immortal, free and unfettered.
The sky gradually cleared as the thunderclouds dissipated, revealing the blue sky behind them.
Beneath the white clouds, Ding Yan stood proudly on the stone mountain. At this moment, he was completely shrouded in purple thunder. The terrifying purple lightning constantly drilled through his pores, circulated through his meridians, and wantonly destroyed the acupuncture points and meridians, causing them to rupture.
For cultivators, these acupuncture points were the foundation of their practice, and the meridians were the bridges of their cultivation. If completely destroyed, the vitality within the body would cease. If that happened, even if the soul passed the tribulation, it would only end up like Mo Fei, becoming a ghost immortal.
Puff...
Ding Yan spat out blood again, but his eyes became even more resolute.
Right before his physical body was about to completely collapse, a burst of brilliance suddenly shot out from Ding Yan's eyes, and he shouted, "Explode!"
The stone mountain trembled violently, and the jade stones placed by Ding Yan shattered one by one, transforming into a clear aura that drilled into the ground, then passed through the earth's qi and entered Ding Yan's body.
By detonating the defensive formation and absorbing the qi from the jade stones, similar to his previous soul-stealing technique in his past life, Ding Yan had established a defensive formation prior to the tribulation in case of any accidents. However, now that the tribulation was reaching its conclusion, the defensive formation was no longer necessary. Therefore, Ding Yan directly detonated the formation, utilizing the qi from the jade stones to replenish his body's consumption.
In reality, besides detonating the jade stones, Ding Yan had other means at his disposal, such as a method that involved overdrawing his life to obtain the ferocious power of the demonic disintegration technique.
Of course, whether he could use the demonic disintegration technique was uncertain, as the world had changed, and even the cultivation technique he previously practiced was inoperable in this world. However, Ding Yan had experimented with detonating the jade stones to absorb qi on the way to the stone mountain, confirming its effectiveness before keeping it as a contingency plan for this moment.
Buzz!
The moment the qi entered his body, all the purple thunder surged into Ding Yan's body instantly, not destroying but completely repairing all of his injuries. At the same time, Ding Yan's soul trembled violently, and immediately after, as if he had an out-of-body experience, he saw an illusory world.
That world had nine heavens!