Chapter 1330: Two-colored Thunder Tribulation

"Elder Huo, which senior cultivator is undergoing their Heavenly Tribulation here? Can you tell what kind it is?" asked a handsome young man in a yellow robe, who appeared to be the leader of the group. He respectfully approached the elder, landing beside him, with a hint of excitement in his voice. "It doesn't seem like a minor tribulation. Could it be a senior cultivator at the Void Refinement stage living in seclusion in these mountains?" It was understandable, as even in the Spirit Realm, cultivators above the Void Refinement stage were not easily encountered.

"It's not a major tribulation," the elder shook his head, stating with certainty. "I've witnessed a true major tribulation once; all the heavenly lightning that descended was purple-gold. Its power was far more intense than what we see here."

"But minor tribulations don't have golden or silver lightning either; it should be green lightning," the yellow-robed youth said with a strange expression. "We've personally witnessed our sect elders pass through several, and there's no mistake."

"This tribulation looks much more fierce than a typical minor one, and it can't be a beast's transformation tribulation either. Heavenly lightning for a beast's transformation tribulation is typically silver-white," the elder said, his face grave, seemingly finding it difficult to judge.

Upon seeing that Elder Huo was also unsure, the several Core Formation cultivators couldn't help but show disappointment.

Now, the hurricane in the air was growing stronger, and the entire giant mountain, for hundreds of miles around, was engulfed in raging winds. Simultaneously, the oppressive dark clouds made it impossible for ordinary people to even stand still on flat ground.

After a moment of thought, Elder Huo simply ordered the entire caravan to form a circle and wait for the unknown cultivator's tribulation to end before proceeding.

From a distance, peals of thunder echoed, followed by a sudden surge of golden and silver lightning arcs. Amidst rolling black clouds, individual lightning bolts began to fall from the sky. Initially, they were sparse, but in an instant, they became dense, pouring down like a torrential rain.

A bizarre scene unfolded: the silver lightning arcs struck the mountaintop, bursting into blinding silver light, easily carving off a large section of the peak. However, when the golden lightning arcs touched the mountaintop, they strangely flickered and vanished as if they were intangible. Immediately, thunderous roars erupted from within the mountain, the muffled explosions seeming even more violent than the heavenly lightning at the summit.

This sight astonished Elder Huo and the Core Formation cultivators who were observing from afar. What kind of heavenly lightning were those golden arcs? The mountain rocks offered no resistance, allowing them to directly strike the tribulation-taker. This strange phenomenon typically only occurred with the purple-gold heavenly lightning of a major tribulation. Could it truly be a never-before-seen type of major tribulation?

Just as these individuals were murmuring among themselves, a blinding green light shot out from within the mountain and, in a flash, appeared in mid-air near the mountainside. Faintly, a human figure could be discerned within it. Elder Huo and the others knew that the figure in the green light was undoubtedly the powerful cultivator undergoing the tribulation. They wondered if this person was forced out of the mountain by the golden heavenly lightning, unable to hide, or if they simply found it easier to exert their abilities in an open space to face the tribulation's power.

Immediately, the golden and silver lightning arcs, which had been furiously striking the giant mountain, seemed to change direction intelligently, pursuing the green light with a frenzied assault.

A long cry echoed from the green light, and then a green flash appeared above the figure's head. A massive cauldron materialized, and its lid opened with a shake. Countless green threads shot out from within, flying everywhere and obscuring more than half of the sky. Wherever the green threads passed, the silver lightning arcs that swept into them were all absorbed into the giant cauldron. However, the golden lightning arcs, like intangible entities, passed through the green threads without obstruction, striking directly at the figure below.

"Good, good, good!" The figure in the green light seemed startled but laughed instead of becoming angry. Suddenly, the figure rubbed their hands together, then thrust them into the air. With a great crackle, two bowl-thick golden arcs flashed out furiously, then separated and scattered, forming a colossal lightning net that materialized above their head. In an instant, the two similarly colored golden arcs intertwined, exploding with crackling sounds, then simultaneously disintegrating and vanishing. Countless tiny golden arcs pulsed, making the sky above the figure extraordinarily brilliant.

Elder Huo and the others were dumbfounded by this scene. There were certainly many cultivators in the Spirit Realm who practiced lightning-attribute cultivation techniques. However, ordinary lightning, upon touching heavenly lightning, would not only fail to resist it but would be instantly absorbed, causing its owner to suffer a backlash. Yet, this tribulation-taker's lightning-attribute divine abilities appeared identical to the heavenly tribulation lightning, and they dared to directly confront it with their own lightning. It was almost unheard of for anyone to attempt such a feat.

However, the golden and silver lightning arcs falling from the dark clouds in the sky seemed inexhaustible. After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, they showed no signs of stopping; instead, they grew thicker and more astonishing. The lightning arcs, originally as thick as a thumb, had gradually become as thick as an arm.

At this, the figure in the green light's expression subtly changed. The giant cauldron above their head seemed to have absorbed silver lightning arcs beyond a certain limit. The green threads it ejected not only began to diminish but also the speed at which they annihilated the silver lightning began to decrease. As a result, a large number of silver lightning arcs took the opportunity to fall into the golden net below. The already struggling lightning net immediately showed signs of collapse. The Core Formation cultivators exchanged glances, and the yellow-robed youth, who was leading them, muttered, "This is definitely not an ordinary minor tribulation. Even a Heavenly Tribulation after reaching the Great Completion of the Soul Transformation stage probably wouldn't have this much power!"

"No, I seem to have heard someone mention this kind of tribulation before…" Elder Huo suddenly said, observing the immense power of the tribulation.

"Elder Huo, is that true?" the yellow-robed youth asked, looking over eagerly.

"Yes, I did hear someone mention it once. It's just too long ago, and I can't quite recall it," the elder's face showed signs of deep contemplation. After all, he was not a cultivator, and with his advanced age, some less important memories naturally became blurry. The Core Formation cultivators were anxious, but Elder Huo was a top-tier refiner whose strength was comparable to a Nascent Soul cultivator, so none of them dared to press him.

"Oh no, that senior seems to be unable to hold on!" a Core Formation cultivator exclaimed, suddenly looking into the distant sky. The others, hearing this, looked over in surprise. Even Elder Huo instinctively stopped pondering and quickly looked up.

They saw that the golden and silver heavenly lightning falling from the dark clouds had changed form. The lightning arcs vanished, replaced by massive, head-sized lightning orbs. Golden and silver intertwined, falling like a goddess scattering flowers. These lightning orbs were clearly far more powerful than the previous arcs. As they fell in dense succession, the giant cauldron finally emitted a hum of protest, unable to bear the strain. It then let out a mournful cry, shrinking to fist size, and with a flash of light, it shot down and disappeared into the figure below. Clearly, the treasure had suffered significant damage.

As a result, although golden arcs still surged from the figure's hands, the lightning net could no longer withstand the assault. The giant net finally began to shatter inch by inch under the furious bombardment of the two-colored lightning orbs. Just as everyone thought the tribulation-taker was about to be annihilated by the heavenly tribulation, the figure let out an icy cold harrumph. Suddenly, they touched the back of their head, and a large expanse of hazy gray light rose from behind them. Then, they opened their mouth and spit out a small, dark, inch-sized mountain.

The gray radiance swept across the countless lightning orbs hovering close above. An incredible scene unfolded: regardless of their color, the lightning orbs, once touched by the light, immediately paused their descent and then spun in the gray mist, suspended as if an invisible force was simultaneously holding them aloft. The gray radiance seemed to only have this much power over the lightning orbs, unable to take further action. However, any lightning orb that subsequently descended into the radiance met the same fate. Although this expanse of light was thirty feet high, it was quickly densely packed with two-colored lightning orbs, seeming about to be completely filled, unable to hold any more.

At this moment, the figure suddenly formed a hand seal, and the inch-sized small mountain before them instantly grew, transforming into over ten zhang in size in the blink of an eye. Then, the figure pointed a single hand at the mountain, simultaneously uttering obscure and profound incantations. The entire mountain surface shimmered with spiritual light, and a circle of gray light radiated from it, sweeping over all the suspended lightning orbs in mid-air.

An unbelievable scene occurred. After the first few gray circles swept past, the lightning orbs merely trembled slightly, showing no other abnormality. However, the gray light that had originated from behind the figure's head rippled out like a still water surface, forming layers of waves that began to twist. Under the influence of these two forces, the lightning orbs finally became unstable. As the gray light twisted into violent undulations, the two-colored lightning orbs lost their balance, drifting and then colliding with each other, erupting into astonishing golden and silver light clusters, with countless lightning arcs shooting in all directions. But then, as the gray light circles glowed, these lightning arcs seemed to be controlled, collectively shooting towards the dark, abyssal mountain below, then flashing and disappearing into it.

In this manner, the figure continuously repeated the aforementioned actions, using the gray radiance to transform the descending lightning orbs into golden and silver lightning arcs, and then absorbing them into the small mountain. It seemed as if they were handling something light with ease, but the figure was secretly groaning inwardly. Even if their Non-Magnetic Divine Light possessed incredible power, simultaneously dealing with so many heavenly lightning bolts with the help of the Primordial Magnetic Mountain caused an astonishing drain on their magical power.

This figure was, of course, Han Li, who had been cultivating in seclusion within the mountain for over a hundred years. During this time, he had not only cultivated the Vajra Art to Great Completion, but his originally ethereal Nascent Soul had also rapidly re-solidified with the aid of spiritual medicines. However, he had never expected that the day his Nascent Soul re-solidified would be the very day the Spirit Realm Heavenly Tribulation descended. Caught off guard, Han Li could only grit his teeth and endure.