Chapter 2352: True Immortal Descends The Great Enemy Arrives

With a ripping sound, the void was suddenly torn open by two giant claws, revealing a spatial rift over a thousand zhang long.

A dark figure flickered, and a mountain-like silhouette stepped out from the rift. Then, with a flash of escape light, two more astonishing streaks of light shot out closely behind.

Once the light subsided, a young Taoist priest and a gaunt, yellow-robed man appeared from within the escape light.

After the black aura around the giant figure dissipated, its true form was finally revealed. It was a dark-skinned giant with curved horns on its head and several rows of short bone spurs on its back. Its face looked no different from an ordinary man's, even appearing somewhat simple and honest, but the aura it exuded gave off a terrifying, almost suffocating feeling.

"Fellow Daoist Immortal, what formidable divine ability! To be able to tear open the void just by transforming your body, allowing us to easily enter this space," the yellow-robed man said to the giant with a smile after glancing around.

"Haha, this is largely thanks to Brother Huang, who first used the Nine Illusory Ruyi Gate to loosen the interface power of this space to a great extent. Otherwise, how could I have achieved such a feat alone?" After the giant laughed heartily, a layer of black flames swirled around its body, and its form rapidly shrank, transforming into a two-zhang tall burly man.

"Heh heh, while that's true to some extent, if Fellow Daoist hadn't used your great divine ability to break through most of the interface power, entering this place would still have been impossible," the yellow-robed man said with a chuckle.

"Alright, you two, stop flattering each other. I didn't come here with you to listen to nonsense. It's better to quickly find that person and settle this matter as soon as possible," the young Taoist priest beside them said coldly, rolling his eyes. His face bore dark green snake patterns, and his pupils were surprisingly slender and vertical, like a snake's.

This yellow-robed man was naturally Huang Yuanzi. The two beside him were the other two renowned Mahayana cultivators: "Immortal Heavenly Venerate" and "Daoist Sanquan."

"It seems that to deal with Qing Yuanzi, you've indeed painstakingly plotted for a long time, to even know his tribulation time and location like the back of your hand," the young Taoist priest said, glancing at Huang Yuanzi with a hint of peculiarity.

"Of course. Qing Yuanzi is not one of our Changyuan clansmen at all. He's an alien primordial spirit that invaded the body of one of my direct bloodline elder brothers, which is how he was able to cultivate to his current realm. That elder brother once showed me immense kindness. I abandoned my original surname and changed it to my current name, all to never forget this great enmity, hoping that one day I can reclaim my elder brother's body," Huang Yuanzi's voice suddenly turned grim.

"So, Fellow Daoist truly has such a deep feud with Qing Yuanzi. Don't worry, I will certainly help you achieve your wish," the giant man said with a booming voice, grinning broadly after a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.

"I don't care about the grievances between you and Qing Yuanzi. I'll exert as much effort as the compensation I receive. As for whether Qing Yuanzi can truly be slain in the end, that will mainly depend on your own capabilities," Daoist Sanquan, however, said in an ambiguous tone.

"Don't worry, I invited Brother Sanquan here primarily for your mastery of spell formations. With Fellow Daoist's status as a formation master, and my Nine Illusory Ruyi Gate assisting, the restrictions set up by Qing Yuanzi will be as good as nonexistent for us," Huang Yuanzi said with full confidence, not showing any anger.

"I hope that truly is the case. I hear that Qing Yuanzi is also quite proficient in the Way of Formations, and the restrictions he's set up for his tribulation must be extraordinary," Daoist Sanquan said, his expression softening slightly as he spoke in a measured tone.

"Haha, I have full confidence in Brother Sanquan. Alright, let's depart. This time, only one of us—Qing Yuanzi or I—will leave this space alive," Huang Yuanzi said with a loud laugh. He then shook his sleeve, transformed into a streak of astonishing light, and soared away.

After Immortal Heavenly Venerate and Daoist Sanquan exchanged a glance, their bodies glowed with escape light, and they likewise soared into the air, following closely.

Within the valley, atop a high platform, Qing Yuanzi was surprisingly already suspended cross-legged a dozen zhang above the ground. Dozens of green flying swords orbited and danced unpredictably around him. His face was expressionless, and his eyes were tightly closed and unmoving.

Below him, hundreds of banners flickered with spiritual light and emanated layers of five-colored radiant light, conjuring countless vibrant runes that floated above the massive platform.

The magical artifacts arranged on various layers beneath the massive platform now began to hum faintly. Streaks of auspicious energy emerged from them and vanished into the void.

As for the thousand statues surrounding the high platform, they remained motionless, maintaining their original appearance, as if everything happening on the massive platform had nothing to do with them.

Yuan Yao, meanwhile, stood nervously beneath a formation banner, looking up at the sky.

At this moment, the high sky was surprisingly already filled with rolling red clouds. Gusts of black gale winds howled, and wherever they passed, the void trembled slightly.

The red clouds rolled thicker and thicker. From a distance, they almost completely covered the entire sky without a gap, but faintly revealed a scorching aura within.

Not long after, a crimson light flashed within the clouds, and countless scorching orbs of light densely condensed. Then, with a rumble, they began to fall like torrential rain.

At the same time, below, Qing Yuanzi's eyes snapped open. With a movement of his arm, a single finger sliced across the high sky.

With a soft "poof."

A thousand-zhang long green sword qi emerged in response. With a slight swirl, it surprisingly transformed into a hazy green light curtain, enveloping the entire massive platform beneath it.

Orbs of brilliant red light fell upon the green light curtain, exploding and transforming into countless scattering sparks. But as soon as they touched the sword light, they instantly dissipated into nothingness; not a single wisp could penetrate the sword curtain.

However, these red orbs of light were clearly just the beginning of the heavenly tribulation.

After tens of thousands of light orbs had fallen, a clap of thunder sounded in the high sky, and streaks of purplish-golden lightning arcs reappeared, transforming into countless lightning arrows that directly struck downwards.

At the same time, those black gale winds condensed and pressed down from above, turning pitch black.

Before this wind had truly fallen, a "sizzling" sound echoed within it, and streaks of translucent wind blades furiously slashed out.

For a moment, the sky was filled with shimmering white light.

"Excellent!"

Upon seeing this scene, Qing Yuanzi was not startled. Instead, he let out a great shout as if invigorated, as a dazzling green light instantly erupted from his body. At the same time, he continuously pointed his two hands towards the high sky.

In the high sky, all the green light of the sword curtain suddenly retracted, transforming back into a sword light over a thousand zhang long. After it swirled on the spot, a giant green flood dragon emerged.

This flood dragon wildly danced across the sky, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws. Wherever it passed, piercing sounds echoed as streaks of sword qi crisscrossed, and with immense power, it forcefully intercepted all the purple lightning wind blades.

Yuan Yao, seeing this from a corner of the massive platform, immediately rejoiced greatly.

Just then, the sky suddenly glowed brightly with red light again. All the red clouds rapidly thinned and dispersed, revealing a long river of rolling lava. In the next moment, fiery waves rose from the river, and sheets of lava poured down from the sky.

The momentum was so great, it seemed as if the entire sky had been set ablaze.

Yuan Yao witnessed this scene, and her smile couldn't help but stiffen.

Qing Yuanzi, however, calmly formed a hand seal with one hand. The runes gushing from the formation banners instantly shot towards the high sky, and after swiftly condensing, they transformed into a five-colored rune formation.

When this rune formation was activated by the incantation, a buzzing sound echoed within it, and tens of thousands of five-colored crystal threads furiously shot out from it, piercing through the falling lava and turning them into wisps of green smoke that completely dispersed.

At this moment, Qing Yuanzi let out a long howl. He suddenly clapped his hand on his crown, and immediately, a green light flashed as a small green figure clad in a long robe shot out from within him. After rubbing its two small hands together and then raising them towards the high sky, dense green sword qi surged out, each with power no less than the initial one.

Qing Yuanzi was well aware that at this point, the true terror of the heavenly tribulation was only just beginning to unfold.

Ten days later, the sky within a ten-thousand-li radius centered on the valley was already completely enveloped by rolling black clouds, impenetrable by wind or rain. But inside, thunderous roars echoed through the heavens, continuous and unending, with five-colored light glowing faintly from time to time.

Clearly, at this moment, the heavenly tribulation had reached its fiercest stage.

On top of a small mountain ten thousand li away, three figures stood upright on several branches of a giant tree, silently gazing towards the distant valley.

These three figures—one tall, one clad in a Taoist robe, and one gaunt—were precisely Huang Yuanzi, Daoist Sanquan, and the Immortal Heavenly Venerate.

They had arrived here two days earlier and began patiently waiting for the opportune moment to strike.

"I didn't expect Qing Yuanzi's grand heavenly tribulation to be so formidable. If it were me, I wouldn't have much confidence in surviving until now," the giant-like Immortal Heavenly Venerate said slowly, letting out a long breath.

"Indeed, even if I, a humble Daoist, were to face such a heavenly tribulation, I would most likely not be able to pass it. Qing Yuanzi's great reputation is truly well-deserved," Daoist Sanquan said, also with a solemn expression. Huang Yuanzi's face had been as dark as water, but upon hearing their words, he suddenly sneered:

"Even if Qing Yuanzi's divine abilities are far superior to ours, what then? Let's not even discuss whether he can truly survive this tribulation. Even if he does, he'll be severely weakened. How could he escape when the three of us combine forces? He will still inevitably face the fate of his soul scattering."

"That's true. Even if Qing Yuanzi's magic power reaches the heavens, he cannot escape this disaster this time," Immortal Heavenly Venerate nodded, appearing very much in agreement.

"However, looking at the trend of this heavenly tribulation, it seems it will last for at least another five or six days. Should we start preparing to break through these outer restrictions now? Otherwise, once the tribulation ends, Qing Yuanzi might immediately conceal himself and escape," Daoist Sanquan said coldly, glancing at the black clouds in the direction of the valley.

"Indeed, the time is almost right. Heh heh, given Qing Yuanzi's current situation, even if he knows we are breaking these restrictions, I believe he absolutely won't be able to divert his attention. At most, he'll activate some backup measures!" Huang Yuanzi said grimly.