Claiming the Throne of Gods, Starting from the Rebirth of Nezha
Chapter 221 Golden Gang Wind Tribulation

Chapter 221: Chapter 221 Golden Gang Wind Tribulation

"Master, didn’t you say it was the Nine-layered Blue Sky Tribulation? What’s this Heavenly Fire Tribulation now."

The young junior sister couldn’t understand at all. She only felt an unbearable scorching heat from dozens of miles away, making her sweat all over, her inner clothes soaked and sticking to her body.

"This predecessor clearly has boundless mana and supreme divine skills. Just stepping into the Golden Immortal Realm, he can overcome the legendary Nine-layered Blue Sky Tribulation!"

He paused, "Even though he is a peerless prodigy, after passing the Nine-layered Blue Sky Tribulation, he would still become exhausted and need time to recuperate. Yet, this ruthless world shows no mercy and seeks to destroy him. So, after the terrifying Nine-layered Blue Sky Tribulation, comes the even more dreadful Heavenly Fire Tribulation."

These words moved the hearts of all the Qi Refiners present.

They sighed at the hardships on the cultivation path but couldn’t help thinking about how against the heavens this predecessor must be, that even his tribulations are different and far more terrifying.

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Nezha’s pupils contracted sharply as he saw the sky pouring down a rain of fire.

This was no ordinary fire, but another manifestation of thunder.

Each flame contained terrifying high temperatures, even burning the space around it.

He dared not take it head-on, so he used a spell taught by Shen Gongbao, transforming into three Dharma Bodies, with one pure light protecting his whole body.

However, the power of the Heavenly Fire Tribulation was beyond imagination. The pure light around him only held for less than three breaths before starting to crumble.

Nezha felt like he was being roasted alive, with wisps of blue smoke rising from his skin.

"Can’t retreat!"

He clenched his teeth, pressing his right hand into the void, his inner energies surging wildly, stirring the Dao Traces around him.

A patch of pure land three feet square appeared under his feet, with a Seven-colored Miao Tree growing from within, reaching nine feet tall, spreading seven-colored radiance.

This was a Dao Trace he comprehended after eating the Ten Thousand Spirit Fruit, named Seven-colored Miao Tree, a seedling of the legendary Ten Thousand Spirit Treasure Tree.

Standing under the tree with a solemn demeanor, as if entering the Dao.

Bathed in the tree’s radiance, Nezha’s burnt skin started to peel, quickly regenerating new flesh underneath.

The boundless power of the Heavenly Fire immediately engulfed him and the Seven-colored Miao Tree formed by Dao Traces, setting them ablaze together.

A giant fiery sphere seemed suspended mid-air!

But in less than two breaths, Nezha’s face showed pain again.

This time, even the Seven-colored Miao Tree formed from Dao Traces was burning. The fire’s terrifying power was overwhelming, even the Great Dao Laws couldn’t withstand it!

His newly regen­er­ated skin once again turned charred, but no scent of burning flesh filled the air.

The air was so scorching hot that even a single breath would burn the lungs and windpipe!

"All things have their counterforces! Use the Huangquan River water we collected last time for protection!" Zi Chen was anxious seeing Nezha in danger, knowing the Heavenly Tribulation existed for destruction, not for testing.

However, she couldn’t use her own power to protect Nezha. If the aura of ’Zi Chen’s Sky Ruler’ stirred the world, it might trigger the catastrophic Saintly Tribulation, which could destroy this very realm.

Nezha took out a Jade Purifying Bottle from the Qiankun Bag and poured out the chilly Huangquan River water around himself, isolating the dreadful Heavenly Fire.

If it were ordinary water, even a small river would be evaporated instantly by the Heavenly Fire. But under such high temperatures, the seemingly ordinary Huangquan River water remained unchanged.

With his body cooled, Nezha finally breathed a sigh of relief, took the chance to consume an elixir, and started healing his injuries.

The Heavenly Fire Tribulation was astonishingly powerful but wouldn’t last long. Blocked by the Huangquan River water, it couldn’t burn Nezha, gradually losing its power.

But before he could celebrate, the clouds in the sky changed again, turning pure gold this time.

"The third tribulation, the Gang Wind Tribulation!"

Not far away, an old Taoist, who had trained for years without reaching the Golden Immortal threshold, staggered back several steps.

Though the disciples beside him heard the old Taoist’s words, with their low cultivation levels, they couldn’t grasp the gravity.

The naive junior sister asked again, "Master, what’s this Gang Wind Tribulation?"

"How could this be?"

The old man, unable to calm his emotions, tremblingly said, "I’ve only seen records of the ’Golden Gang Wind Tribulation’ in an ancient book in our sect. This isn’t true ’Gang Wind’, but another manifestation of Heavenly Tribulation thunder. Gang Wind itself is the fiercest and most violent wind in the world, now empowered by the Heavenly Dao Laws, becoming the epitome of destruction!"

"Ordinary Magic Treasures shatter at its touch, Gang Wind penetrates through mana, slicing flesh and bone. If a cultivator’s body hasn’t reached the ’Golden Body Jade Bone’ stage, their flesh is stripped instantly, exposing their Primordial Spirit to the tribulation, resulting in immediate death!"

Before the tribulation clouds arrived, the world darkened.

Golden whirlpools appeared in the sky, Gang Wind like countless invisible blades gathered, gradually glowing bright gold.

Nezha frowned deeply, muttering, "How could there be more, this is lethal."

"What, scared? Birth, aging, illness, death, all are natural, going against the Heavenly Dao. If you’re scared, retreat a step, disperse your realm, and the tribulation will go away as Heaven cherishes life."

Hearing this, Nezha sneered, "Why do you always speak disheartening words? While I don’t want to say some pretentious lines about my fate being controlled by me, not by Heaven, but if the tribulation comes, let it come, I don’t fear it."

As soon as he spoke, a solemn aura filled the world.

Zi Chen fell silent, letting Nezha focus on the tribulation.

The sky suddenly darkened, clouds like ink churned, then ripped apart by a ten-thousand-zhang rift in an instant.

At the vortex center, golden light like molten divine iron poured down, the Gang Wind unseen, its pressure alone cracking mountains and rivers below.

Nezha stood mid-air, his robes long since shredded, revealing solid muscles. But under the Gang Wind, even his flesh began to wail.

He looked up at the vortex, his pupils reflecting countless fine golden lines—the "Heavenly Dao Killing Array" formed by Gang Wind, each strand of wind carrying violence enough to split mountains.

"Here it comes," he muttered, forming a seal in his palm, his body radiating Qing Yu-colored light—the Golden Body Jade Bone achieved from the Nine-Pattern Divine Pill!

The moment the first golden wind passed, the world fell into a terrifying silence.

Tiny red blood beads oozed from the pores of his recently healed flesh. Then, millions of golden winds, like wild dragons, enveloped him completely.

The sound of wind blades cutting flesh was like countless sharp blades scraping against black iron, sparks mixed with flesh flew, igniting gold fire rain in the air.

Though the Golden Gang Wind Tribulation was more dangerous, it wasn’t as wild as the previous two tribulations, allowing Yunshan Sect cultivators to witness Nezha enduring it mid-air.

"What the f***, his flesh is sparking! Is that flesh or a Magic Treasure?"

"According to what Master just said, if the Golden Gang Wind Tribulation is so powerful, it could turn Magic Treasures to ash, let alone flesh. This predecessor’s body is probably stronger than ordinary Magic Treasures, quite astonishing."

At this moment, a higher-level junior sister murmured, "Predecessor, predecessor, this predecessor seems very young to me."

The third elder didn’t care what others said. He was in the Loose Immortal Realm, had been preparing for tribulation for a long time, but the more he cultivated, the more he felt the Golden Immortal Realm was impossible to cross.

Yet, it seemed unimportant now.

Watching from afar at Nezha undergoing tribulation, his eyes were infatuated, muttering: "Not just, not just. Using the body as a furnace, forging the wind into the Dao! Is this the reason why Golden Immortal Realm cultivators are so powerful? But if so, doesn’t this mean refining the karma from the Thunder Tribulation into the flesh?"

Not just him thinking so, Zi Chen also secretly reminded Nezha.

"You really have the guts, trying to refine your body with tribulation wind. I must tell you, Thunder Tribulation is the source of destruction, its karma is poison to cultivators. Even Semi-Saints regret touching it, not to mention you?"

"We cultivators, fear no karmic obstacles!" At this moment, a resolute force arose in Nezha’s heart. He bit his tongue, offering his essence blood.

The Qiankun Ring was hurled out, stained with his blood, instantly becoming the tribulation’s target.

The originally brilliant Magic Treasure was slashed with countless grooves by the wind, now looking like an ancient relic dug out from the ground.

"You prodigal, trying to destroy your Magic Treasure?"

Nezha’s eyes firm as steel: "If it’s destroyed, it means it no longer deserves to be my Magic Treasure. I’ve seen it, hidden within destruction is a chance for survival. If the Qiankun Ring transcends this tribulation with me, its power will certainly reach another level!"

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