Chapter 3345: Millennium, Impact on the Mahayana Stage

The black mist suddenly condensed, forming a grotesque black ghost face. It opened its gaping maw, spewing out a murky, ominous wind that scattered eighteen Sea-Stabilizing Beads. The ominous wind then collided with the blue fire phoenix, causing the phoenix's body to disintegrate into a large expanse of blue flames.

The blue flames instantly reformed, once again coalescing into a blue fire phoenix.

The blue fire phoenix flapped its wings powerfully and vanished from its spot.

The next moment, it reappeared behind the black ghost face, striking its body.

The black ghost face's body rapidly began to freeze, with ice quickly spreading across it. However, a surge of black flame erupted from its surface, preventing the ice from spreading further.

The void rippled, and a hazy blue hand materialized out of thin air. On its surface, a lifelike Qilin was visible; this was the Qilin Immortal-Slaying Hand.

The Qilin Immortal-Slaying Hand slammed down, causing the black ghost face to explode into countless wisps of black mist that scattered in various directions.

A blue light shone from Wang Changsheng's glabella, and a blue eye materialized: the Glazed True Eye.

The Glazed True Eye emitted a blinding blue radiance, projecting a deep blue, hazy glow that enveloped the black wisps. Upon contact with the blue glow, all the black mist dissipated.

The Glazed True Eye inherently suppressed ghosts and spirits, and Wang Changsheng found it remarkably effective against the Outer-Realm Sky Devils.

Some of the black wisps were faster, but a resounding shout from a man echoed through the heavens, causing them to slow down. They were then overtaken by the blue glow and vanished completely.

Wang Changsheng's vision blurred, and he found himself on a bluestone plaza. A deafening clap of thunder resonated from high above, shaking the very heavens.

A massive thundercloud appeared over Cangyuan Peak, with lightning flashing and thunder rumbling as the sky grew dark.

"Did I pass the Heart Devil Tribulation?"

Wang Changsheng murmured to himself, an expression of disbelief on his face.

He had intended to try and kill the Outer-Realm Sky Devil, with the Potala Udumbara Flame Talisman as a fallback if he failed. He hadn't expected to succeed in eradicating it.

Ye Xuanji and Chen Yueying had also gone through multiple cycles before finally unleashing powerful divine abilities to destroy their Outer-Realm Sky Devils.

The Qilin Immortal-Slaying Hand and the Glazed True Eye both originated from the Heavenly Void Jade Tome. It was therefore understandable that Wang Changsheng was able to destroy the Outer-Realm Sky Devil. Not every Unity cultivator attempting to reach the Mahayana stage, like Heavenly River Sword Sovereign, Chen Yueying, and Fairy Furong, possessed treasures such as the Potala Udumbara Flame Talisman.

According to Ye Xuanji's insights, a firm mind alone isn't enough to pass the Heart Devil Tribulation. Unlike the Nascent Soul stage's Heart Devil Tribulation, Outer-Realm Sky Devils continuously transform into various scenarios, trapping cultivators attempting to reach the Mahayana stage in illusions. Unless the Outer-Realm Sky Devil is destroyed, even if it's exposed once, it can simply transform into another person or object.

If a firm mind alone were sufficient to pass the Heart Devil Tribulation, there would be far more than just a few Mahayana cultivators on the Profound Spirit Continent.

Had Wang Changsheng been unable to destroy the Outer-Realm Sky Devil just now, he would have been plunged into yet another illusion.

If he had possessed the Potala Udumbara Flame Talisman, Wang Changsheng could have discerned the Heart Devil from the start and immediately used the talisman to destroy the Outer-Realm Sky Devil, thus preventing all subsequent events.

He had not acted rashly. While enduring multiple cycles, he had also been testing the Outer-Realm Sky Devil's abilities, gaining a clear understanding of them before launching his decisive attack to eliminate it.

A clap of thunder roared, and a massive silver lightning bolt struck down, heading straight for Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng produced a shimmering yellow formation plate and activated it with an incantation. The ground erupted with countless yellow mists, obscuring Wang Changsheng's figure. The silver lightning plunged into the yellow mist, vanishing without a trace as if swallowed by a vast ocean.

Time gradually passed, and more bolts of tribulation lightning struck. The yellow mist slowly began to dissipate.

After more than an hour, the thundercloud's expanse steadily diminished.

Wang Ruyan and the other Unity cultivators frowned deeply. The Eight-Nine Heavenly Tribulation was nearing its end, yet no unique lightning power had manifested. This was not a good omen.

Wang Changsheng stood in an open area, enveloped by a silver light barrier. The barrier's surface was covered with profound runes. A five-colored light barrier, its spiritual glow somewhat subdued, enveloped Wang Changsheng's entire body, forming a second layer of defense.

Wang Qingfeng, Wang Zongque, and several sixth-tier artifact refiners had collaborated to forge a set of Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasures: the Five Spirit Pearls. Crafted primarily from Five-Glow Jade, there were five pearls in total, each a mid-grade Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasure.

High-grade defensive Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasures were exceedingly rare. Possessing a set of mid-grade Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasures was already excellent, and combined with the Lightning Transformation Talismans, there should be no issue.

Wang Ruyan's gaze was fixed intently on the thundercloud high above, holding her breath.

With only three more bolts of tribulation lightning, Wang Changsheng would overcome the Eight-Nine Heavenly Tribulation and officially enter the Mahayana stage.

The thundercloud churned violently, manifesting electric arcs of nine distinct colors: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, white, and black.

"Nine-Colored Divine Lightning!"

Wang Qingcheng's expression hardened, becoming solemn.

The nine-colored thundercloud seethed like boiling water, its currents swirling. The thundercloud slowly transformed into a silvery-white hue.

"Nine...Nine Heavens Divine Lightning!"

Wang Ruyan's voice trembled slightly.

The Nine Heavens Divine Lightning was the most formidable lightning tribulation cultivators below the True Immortal stage could attract when breaking through major realms. Over the past million years, only a handful of cultivators had managed to summon it.

It was said that Profound Spirit Heavenly Venerate had attracted nine bolts of Nine Heavens Divine Lightning when ascending to the Mahayana stage. Yet, Wang Changsheng had unexpectedly drawn three bolts of Nine Heavens Divine Lightning.

Wang Changsheng saw the nine-colored thundercloud transform into a silvery-white, instantly recognizing it as the Nine Heavens Divine Lightning. His breathing grew heavy.

He took a deep breath, then produced a shimmering silver formation plate and activated it with an incantation. A silver light barrier materialized out of thin air, enveloping his entire body.

He had never imagined he would attract the Nine Heavens Divine Lightning, let alone three bolts of it.

A tremendous roar of thunder resounded from high above, as an impossibly thick silvery-white lightning bolt tore through the sky and struck downwards.

The silvery-white lightning struck the silver light barrier with a dull thud. The silver barrier shook violently, and a burst of silvery-white lightning shot upwards, engulfing Wang Changsheng's form.

Soon, the second bolt of tribulation lightning struck, its radiance even more blinding.

Wang Ruyan and the others held their breath, their spiritual senses firmly locked onto Wang Changsheng's position.

"Quickly retreat! The Nine Heavens Divine Lightning is no small matter."

Wang Ruyan commanded, leaping backward, and Wang Qingcheng and the others swiftly followed suit.

After violently churning, the silvery-white thundercloud transformed into a colossal silvery-white Qilin. It plunged from high above, hurtling straight towards the silvery-white lightning.

Following an immense roar, the ground shook violently. A powerful surge of air expanded outwards, while simultaneously, a brilliant silvery-white sun shot skyward, an incredibly conspicuous sight.

The powerful air current flattened thousands of mountains. The void tore open, and all existing formations were shattered like paper, leaving smoke and dust to fill the air.

The ground ripped apart, revealing thick, long fissures.

After a moment, the silvery-white sun vanished, though the smoke and dust had yet to clear.

Wang Changsheng stood in a massive, smoke-emitting crater, his face pale. He was enveloped by a faint blue light barrier, with the Green Lotus Creation Cauldron floating above his head, its green lotus patterns gleaming brightly.

A terrifying spiritual pressure emanated from Wang Changsheng's body; he had successfully ascended to the Mahayana stage.