My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 342 - 328: True Immortal Brings Lei Ting to the World_2

Chapter 342: Chapter 328: True Immortal Brings Lei Ting to the World_2

"Boom!"

Even before the three of them had time to properly greet him, Wang Zijia barely moved two steps out of the passage with a hint of smile on his face when the sky suddenly darkened, clouds forming at an alarming pace.

Wang Zijia was about to say something when his smile froze on his face.

A familiar sense of imminent tribulation unique to a small thousand world hit him, causing Wang Zijia to look skyward in shock.

"Damn it, what the hell are you trying to pull? It’s bad enough that you had tossed me in there, I had to run for over an hour to get out and now you want to send a thunder tribulation to strike me?"

Wang Zijia’s face contorted in an expression of distress, as if he had swallowed a fly, as he roared at the sky.

"Cross...Crossing Tribulation?"

"Damn, is it because the immortals are too powerful, so they’re not allowed to go to the Lower Realm?"

"So, the thunder tribulation really does exist in this world?"

"..."

The thunder tribulation was exceptionally fast, totally different from the usual Minor Sky Tribulation encountered during the breakthrough. It seemed... like a Karmic punishment?

It was as if an egregiously wicked act had been committed by a demon, creating deep sinful roots, causing Heavenly Dao to sense it and rain down punishment.

This kind of thing usually only happens in a mini world. It’s because the Heavenly Dao in there has been manipulated by earth immortal patriarchs and great cultivators themselves.

"Whoosh!"

Because it was Punishment Thunder Tribulation, it struck incredibly fast. Wang Zijia hadn’t had time to think of a solution when the lightning bolt was already heading straight for him.

His face completely transformed as a blood-red broken armor quickly materialized around him, its pieces floating up and coalescing together to form a protective shield. Coupled with his strikingly handsome face, he looked just like a legendary war god. At the same time, a spiritual shield materialized around his body.

"When!"

Just then, the lightning struck, hitting the spiritual shield. It quickly began to crystallize, but didn’t break.

Wang Zijia let out a quiet sigh of relief. He was confident that he could keep up for quite a while at this level.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

No sooner had the thought crossed his mind than the thunderclouds in the sky seemed to sense something. They rolled and undulated rapidly, and countless streaks of lightning poured down like rain. In an instant, the sky filled with electric sparks and the roar of thunder.

Being punishment thunder, it would not cause a tribulation to spread and could only lock onto one person. Thus the crowd around him instinctively retreated a bit at first but when they saw they weren’t affected, they stopped and watched the spectacle.

They were witnessing a True Immortal going through a tribulation, something that only existed in legends!

As the tribulation thunder rained down incessantly, Wang Zijia stood as if he were bathing in an ocean of thunder, his basic spiritual shield not even breaking!

This sight left everyone present, all of whom were high-level cultivators, stunned. ’Bathing in thunder,’ that phrase must have originated from something like this.

But Wang Zijia had a gloomy look on his face. The power of this thing was probably only at the threshold of the Perfected Realm, about the same as an ordinary attack from an early-stage Perfected being.

His strength had expanded somewhat after descending to the Lower Realm, and his Spells’ effectiveness had also increased considerably. Given his current strength, he should be able to hold out for about a quarter of an hour.

But...

Wang Zijia cast a glance at the dense roll of thunderclouds in the sky that showed no sign of receding, and he was at a loss for words.

The moment he ascended to the Upper Realm as an Immortal, the Heavenly Dao, like a moron, dealt with him as if he were a peerless demon. Who was he to take this up with?

"This damnable thing!!!" Wang Zijia, clad in a thunderstorm and under the astounded gazes of all present, mustered a dark expression and grumbled under his breath.

"Are you disciples of my sect?" Wang Zijia, in the midst of the tribulation thunder, asked the three in front of him.

The three Saint Masters, usually unflappable, were dazed, but they nodded subconsciously.

"This moron of a Heavenly Dao seems to be messed up. I wouldn’t get out of here for a while before I get around to fixing it. I’ll try to stabilize this passage so that you can send in some disciples. This time, I plan to spread the teachings in the Lower Realm." Wang Zijia gave his instructions.

"Mor...Moron Heavenly...Dao?"

"Has a problem?"

"Repairing?"

Everyone understood each word, and when strung together, it was as if they were listening to a mythical story. No, it was even more astonishing than a mythical story.

Wang Zijia saw the three of them not speaking and frowned, "Is there a problem?"

"No, there’s no problem, Immortal Venerate Patriarch. We will arrange it immediately!" Fu Wenrui, the first generation Saintess of the Beast Taming Sect, was the first to recover, and she replied respectfully, stuttering slightly from nervousness.

Hui Feiyang, the old Taoist who seldom spoke, also came back to his senses at this moment. A glint flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly interjected, "Immortal Venerate Patriarch, can I come and serve you? I’ve been groping around for decades, and I’m completely lost in my cultivation!"

Saintess Fu Wenrui and Saint Master Li Lexin looked at Wang Zijia with hopeful eyes.

"You don’t need to manage the sect anymore? I just heard you say that I’ve been in the Lower Realm for several days, but it’s only been half an hour in there. The Time Forbidden Zone should be connected to the Upper Realm, where time passes differently." Wang Zijia said so.

"Someone is managing it. In fact, we disciples haven’t managed anything for many years." Hui Feiyang heard this, understood Wang Zijia’s meaning, and said so joyfully.

"Do as you like!" Wang Zijia glanced at the other party. This Peak of Sacrificial Wine was better for him.

Fu Wenrui and Li Lexin’s eyes shone brightly when they heard this, they looked at Wang Zijia expectantly and said, "Immortal Venerate Patriarch, what about..."

"Do whatever you want, I am indifferent. I came to the Lower Realm to preach according to the sect’s decree, and it doesn’t matter who I teach."

Wang Zijia finished his sentence, ignored them, and directly turned and walked towards the Forbidden Zone. The thunder was becoming more violent, almost forming a thunder pool. The crystal shield couldn’t hold up. For the sake of his image, it was better to go in earlier.

While he walked, a crystal red spear was formed in his hand, which he casually shot towards the light curtain in front of him.

Under the stunned gazes of everyone present, the light curtain that usually required the gathering of dozens of sacrificial wines to open was directly pierced by him, and he walked in.

As Wang Zijia entered, the thunder tribulation in the sky seemed to have lost its target and stopped its punishment, quickly dissipating.

At this time, another paper figure flew out of the Forbidden Zone, intending to swell into an Immortal Venerate.

*Clap* *Clap*!

But then the thunder roared again, directly shattering it. Obviously, indirectly leaving was not possible. After all, this was the Heavenly Dao. Even if it was somewhat impaired, it was simply due to its insufficient spiritual wisdom.

This time there was no movement inside, the thunderclouds quickly dissipated again, and the sky quickly cleared up.

However, everyone was as stunned as wooden chickens, speechless for a moment.

"Saint Master Lexin, may I ask if your sect lacks disciples?" After a moment, an old Taoist with white hair and beard broke the silence.

"Fellow Daoist Moyun, are you trying to entrust us with any juniors?" Li Lexin of the Five Elements Holy Land responded to the question.

"No, no, no, do you think this old Daoist qualifies to join your sect?" Mo Yunzi, the old Taoist with a flattering smile, pleased Li Lexin, "this old Daoist harbours no ulterior motives and would be satisfied with a sweeping child position."

Mo Yun the old Taoist had achieved the status of Sacrificial Wine even before the Spiritual Energy Tide, and had long been a renowned figure of the older generation in the Qinglian Realm. His current cultivation was not weaker than the three Saint Masters, and now he actually wanted to join the Holy Land as a sweeping child?

Everyone was perplexed at first, then their eyes lit up suddenly, remembering something, and they quickly surrounded the three Saint Masters.

"Fellow Daoist Feiyang, do you think I can serve as a sweeping child?"

"Senior Sister Wenrui, I was a registered disciple of our master back then, now, is there a place for me to serve?"

"..."

From among the Great Cultivators of the Sacrificial Wines that had shaken the Qinglian Realm, one by one surrounded the three Saint Masters. They did not seek any positions in the Holy Land, but only sought the position of ’Disciple’ so that they could enter the sect. The scene was rather bizarre for a time.

...

In later generations, the "True Immortal Passing the World Chronicles" was passed down. The opening reads:

In the fifty-seventh year of the Qinglian Demon Calamity Chronicle, a meteor carrying thousands of auspicious energies fell on the Forbidden Area, and the cultivators regarded it as a treasure.

The three Holy Lands, accompanied by the hidden Great Cultivators from various sects, gathered in the Forbidden Area, intending to investigate the situation thoroughly.

However, they saw a man leisurely emerging. He was leading auspicious clouds, purple qi came from the east for three thousand miles, appeared before the people, and the Sacred Wines kneeled to welcome him, shouting Master.

A True Immortal descended from the Upper Realm!

Suddenly lightning flashed and thunder roared, the Heavenly Dao sensed it and did not allow the True Immortal to descend, and the thunder tribulation was incessant, as if intending to end the world with thunder.

The True Immortal Crossing the World laughed aloud. He decided not to affect all beings and explained to the Sacred Wines that they could enter the Forbidden Area to receive the true teachings of the Immortal Realm. Then, he calmly retreated.

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