Chapter 3163: One-Stroke Fusion

At the Summit of the Green Lotus,

Wang Ruyan sighed softly. The wood demon had attracted five-colored divine lightning, indicating significant potential. Unfortunately, it failed to pass this trial. Cultivators were no different; attempting to break through to a major realm carried immense risks. It was a case of progress or regression, and throughout history, countless cultivators had perished under the Seven-Nine Heavenly Tribulation.

When Duan Tongtian attempted to reach the Integration Realm, he drew eight five-colored divine lightning bolts. With the Nine-Radiance Bottle in hand and other treasures, he managed to withstand it. It was entirely normal for the wood demon to fail.

Spirit beasts and spirit birds were relatively resilient. It was truly puzzling how sixth-tier demonic insects managed to pass the Seven-Nine Heavenly Tribulation to advance to the seventh tier. No wonder seventh-tier demonic insects were so powerful, exemplified by creatures like the Six-Eyed Sand Spider, Tiger Phoenix Butterfly, and Dream-Devouring Insect.

Returning to Green Lotus Peak, Wang Ruyan saw Wang Yulan meticulously refining talismans in a stone pavilion, completely absorbed and oblivious to Wang Ruyan's presence.

Wang Ruyan's face showed admiration. Wang Yulan possessed a certain talent in talisman crafting and was also very diligent. With the family's strong support, it would be difficult for her not to succeed.

Just then, Wang Ruyan sensed something. She flew out of Green Lotus Island as a loud peal of thunder reverberated from high above, echoing through the heavens and earth.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth became chaotic, surging towards a specific location, converging into a massive five-colored spiritual cloud.

Rumbling thunder echoed from high above. A huge thundercloud appeared in the sky without warning, as thick silver lightning bolts tore through the firmament. Thunder rumbled and lightning flashed, with bolts of electricity dancing wildly, exuding a powerful sense of oppression.

"Yi Dao!"

Wang Ruyan's expression became serious. Over six hundred years ago, Wang Yi Dao was already at the late Spatial Refinement stage. It was normal for him to attempt to break through to the Integration Realm now.

By calculation, Wang Yi Dao was over six thousand years old. Attempting to reach the Integration Realm at this age, his cultivation speed was currently the fastest in the Wang family.

According to information gathered by the Wang family, Chen Yueying and Li Tianhe attempted to reach the Integration Realm when they were over five thousand years old, while Song Yunlong did so after more than seven thousand years.

This disparity was primarily due to resource availability.

When Wang Yi Dao was born, the Wang family's strength surpassed that of the Song family. This was mainly because Wang Changsheng was a skilled artisan who could support himself through artifact refining; his clansmen merely needed to help gather materials. Song Yunlong, however, lacked knowledge in alchemy, formation arrays, artifact refining, or talisman crafting, and thus had to rely entirely on his clansmen for support, which was naturally more challenging.

The Zhenhai Palace and the Li family had much deeper foundations than the Wang family, with abundant cultivation resources. This allowed Chen Yueying and Li Tianhe to cultivate faster. Resources were crucial; a spiritual body cultivator born into a small family or minor sect with scarce cultivation resources would naturally not be able to cultivate as quickly as one from a major power.

The Wang family was now thriving, with a much deeper foundation than before. The starting point for its clansmen was higher, so it was expected that Wang Yulan's cultivation speed would not be slower than Wang Yi Dao's.

Ancestors build the shed, descendants shelter from the rain.

The deeper the foundation the Wang family accumulated and the more rare treasures it acquired, the higher the starting point for future generations, and naturally, the cultivation speed of outstanding clansmen would not be slow.

Zhenhai Palace, Xuanqing Sect, the Li family, and the Myriad Spirits Sect all developed this way: growing from weakness to strength, step by step, accumulating various foundations. The starting point for their outstanding descendants was naturally higher than that of cultivators from smaller powers.

This anomaly caught the attention of many clansmen. Wang Moshan and Wang Yihong immediately rushed over to evacuate the clansmen, dispatch more patrols, and heighten vigilance.

A world-shaking saber hum resounded as a dazzling spiritual light shot into the sky, transforming into a shimmering silver phantom of a giant blade.

The phantom blade shimmered slightly, emitting clear, resonant hums.

The five-colored spiritual cloud violently churned, slowly descending to envelop the phantom blade.

After a moment, the five-colored spiritual cloud dispersed, and the phantom blade's size rapidly expanded before vanishing shortly thereafter.

The thundercloud churned violently, slowly dividing into seven thunderclouds of roughly equal size. Lightning flashed, thunder rumbled, and strong winds howled.

Many clansmen were witnessing this phenomenon for the first time. Aside from their surprise, they also felt a sense of excitement, realizing that the family was about to gain another master.

A deafening clap of thunder resounded, causing the clansmen's eardrums to ache intolerably. They quickly cast soundproofing spells to alleviate the discomfort.

Green Lotus Peak was protected by multiple layers of restrictions, preventing the thunder from reaching it. The events outside did not disturb Wang Yulan's talisman crafting.

Rumbles of earth-shattering thunder reverberated, and thick silver lightning bolts struck down. The spirit beasts, spirit insects, and spirit birds on Green Lotus Island trembled and cowered on the ground.

Time passed slowly. As each lightning tribulation struck, the thundercloud's area gradually shrank. Over half an hour passed, and the thundercloud was still over a hundred zhang in size.

Wang Yi Dao stood in an open area, his face slightly pale. The Nine-Radiance Bottle floated above his head, a nine-colored spiritual glow enveloping him. He was clad in sturdy blue battle armor.

The thundercloud churned violently, and a thick silver lightning bolt struck, hitting the nine-colored spiritual glow. Like mud sinking into the sea, the silver lightning vanished as the Nine-Radiance Bottle gently swayed.

Soon, the second and third lightning tribulations struck. After a while, the thundercloud was still several tens of zhang in size.

Wang Ruyan barely dared to breathe. There were still five lightning tribulations left for Wang Yi Dao to pass and reach the Integration Realm. So far, the lightning had only been ordinary, but it was important to remember that when Wang Yi Dao attempted to reach the Spatial Refinement stage, he drew six seven-colored divine lightning bolts. Now, attempting to reach the Integration Realm, the tribulation would certainly be even more formidable.

The thundercloud churned violently like a rising tide, and eight different colored arcs of electricity appeared, exuding a terrifying aura.

"Eight-colored divine lightning!" Wang Ruyan gasped, her breathing becoming heavy.

Five bolts of eight-colored divine lightning! This indicated Wang Yi Dao's astonishing potential. She wondered if the Nine-Radiance Bottle could withstand them.

After a thunderous roar, a thick eight-colored lightning spear descended from the sky, striking the nine-colored spiritual glow. The glow rippled, and the Nine-Radiance Bottle began to sway.

Dazzling eight-colored lightning engulfed Wang Yi Dao's figure. Before the lightning dissipated, the second tribulation struck, followed immediately by the third.

Wang Ruyan and the others felt an unbearable stinging in their eardrums. Demonic beasts below the sixth tier, sensing the terrifying aura of the lightning tribulation, were so frightened they fainted. Their masters quickly stored them in spirit beast bags or bracelets.

The Seven-Glow Sparrow's body trembled, emitting frightened chirps.

Not long after, the eight-colored thundercloud transformed into a massive, waist-thick eight-colored lightning python, enveloped by countless eight-colored electrical arcs, and plunged down from high above.

Thousands of sharp saber energies swept out, forming a thousand massive flood dragons that surged forward to meet it.

The eight-colored lightning python, with its overwhelming momentum, easily tore apart the flood dragons. However, even two fists are no match for four hands; it was shredded by the multitude of flood dragons, transforming into a massive eight-colored sun that enveloped a large area.

Green Lotus Island shook violently. Thick cracks appeared on the ground, and powerful energy waves directly tore cracks in the void. Fortunately, these cracks quickly healed.

After a moment, a streak of light flew out from the midst of the lightning, landing before Wang Ruyan. It was Wang Yi Dao, his face pale, looking as if his magic power was severely depleted. Yet, a vast, ocean-like aura emanated from him; he had successfully advanced to the Integration Realm.