Chapter 572: Who Is Undergoing the Tribulation

The clear, bright sky suddenly erupted with immense lightning and electrical energy, like a surging sea, engulfing the wilderness. It was a terrifying spectacle.

In that instant, the sky seemed to collapse, turning pitch-black as electric serpents danced wildly, resembling countless flood dragons soaring through the air.

"Boom!" The sound was deafening; a mortal's eardrums would have burst. The immense roar was like a qilin shaking mountains and threatening to overturn the very earth.

From a distance, the scene was oppressive and terrifying: a blanket of dark light poured down like a torrential rain, a dense, widespread thunderstorm.

"Rumble, rumble, rumble..." Amidst the chaos, numerous blood-red lightning bolts, like rivers of blood flowing into the sea, created a horrifying spectacle that shattered the tranquility of the quiet wilderness.

The entire area was in turmoil. No sound could be heard except for the thunder, powerful enough to shatter eardrums, and immense lightning that caused distant mountains to crumble.

The electrical energy hadn't even made direct contact, yet its mere aftershocks obliterated many stone cliffs, leaving no trace. Boulders flew through the clouds, and lightning swirled across the sky.

"Yan Yunluan entered the Prodigy Academy after his last tribulation, and it hasn't even been three months, yet he has broken through again..." Everyone was utterly astonished. Yan Yunluan perfectly exemplified what it means to be a prodigy: possessing immense power and astonishing talent, he would achieve breakthroughs whenever an opportunity arose.

"Crack!" Nine blood-red lightning bolts, as thick as palaces, twisted downwards like nine malevolent dragons, piercing the void and leaving a charred expanse.

Nine black holes suddenly appeared, and nine blood-red streaks of lightning all struck Ye Fan. The heavenly tribulation had begun, immediately overwhelming him.

"This is being controlled!" someone exclaimed. Yan Yunluan, though undergoing his tribulation, remained completely unfazed. He was calmly manipulating the heavenly punishment, intending to destroy Ye Fan on the spot.

"Crack," "Crack"... Subsequently, eighty-one blood-red lightning bolts erupted, intertwining to form a lightning cage that pressed forward.

"He's using human will to control part of the heavenly punishment!" people exclaimed. Under such circumstances, ordinary individuals would be struggling just to survive; how could anyone possibly command the lightning? Yet, Yan Yunluan had indeed drawn forth the heavenly tribulation, transforming it into a cage for his own purposes.

"Boom!" Eighty-one crimson lightning bolts struck simultaneously, forming a cage that resembled a small, mysterious palace. However, it was highly unstable, as this was a lightning tribulation, and no one could truly master it.

Ye Fan, like a flood dragon, moved through the sea of lightning. People couldn't discern his exact feelings, but observing his calm demeanor, they assumed he could endure.

"Swish." The cage, like a celestial prison, sealed off all directions, finally encircling him to trap him within, as endless electrical energy poured down and struck inwards.

"Terrifying, this is true heavenly punishment!" Everyone felt a chill run down their spines, their hair standing on end.

In that moment, nothing else existed. The earth ruptured with endless fissures, forming vast canyons, as the sea of lightning expanded, surging downwards in a scene of utter destruction.

Yan Yunluan stood proudly at the heart of the lightning sea, allowing thousands of lightning bolts to dance around him without a trace of fear. He looked down at Ye Fan with a hint of cold indifference on his lips, wielding the heavenly tribulation to suppress him.

Everyone was terrified. Who would dare to treat such a lightning storm with such ease, and who could possibly endure it safely?

This was the privilege of a prodigy; only when they broke through would they attract such heavenly punishment, a clear testament to their immense power and extraordinary nature.

This world is just. While undergoing the trials of heaven is a near-death experience that can annihilate both body and spirit at any moment, once the tribulation is overcome, one's strength will undoubtedly surpass that of others at the same level.

This is the fundamental reason they are called prodigies: having received divine recognition and endured the tempering of the heavens and earth, they are truly exceptional individuals.

"Boom!" Suddenly, the lightning cage exploded with a mighty roar as eighty-one blood-red lightning bolts shattered, and Ye Fan burst out, fundamentally unharmed.

"This young lord is indeed extraordinary; he doesn't solely rely on the power of the Myriad Sorrow Bow; his own strength is formidable." People were astonished. To break out of such a cosmic lightning storm was, in itself, an act of defiance against the heavens, but they wondered if he could ultimately escape.

Ye Fan remained calm. This sea of lightning caused him no harm; it was far less intense than his own heavenly tribulation. His eyes gleamed with divine light as a bold idea formed in his mind.

Although heavenly punishment was terrifying, it was also an opportunity. He intended to leverage his opponent's lightning tribulation to trigger his own Dragon Transformation heavenly tribulation, hoping to break through and ascend into an entirely new realm.

"Hmph!" Yan Yunluan snorted coldly. Seeing Ye Fan unharmed, he paced through the void, drawing forth countless lightning bolts as he advanced, intending to personally control the heavens' lightning and reduce his opponent to ashes.

"Rumble!" At this moment, the sun, moon, and stars vanished; all things in heaven and earth disappeared. Only a vast, surging sea of lightning remained, like a true ocean, intimidating to the very soul.

"Dong!" It was as if a divine drum of the celestial court was roaring. Mountains and the earth trembled uncontrollably. Numerous distant peaks collapsed from the aftershocks, and the ground cracked, utterly devastated.

This was the raw power of heaven and earth—merciless and terrifying, chilling people to the bone. An ordinary person would have long since turned to ashes, utterly incapable of enduring.

In the distance, everyone was awe-struck, many breaking out in cold sweats, their clothes drenched. Such divine power was simply beyond the capacity of any mortal body to resist.

"It's too terrifying. Any deep penetration would surely result in being charred to cinders; even saint-level figures would struggle to escape."

A deadly aura spread, and a sudden chill gripped people's hearts. How would they fare if it were them? Most likely, they would be utterly incapable of confronting the might of this heavenly punishment alone.

"Boom!" Yan Yunluan pressed forward, indeed engulfing Ye Fan in countless lightning bolts. Outsiders struggled to see what was happening, and everyone assumed he was doomed.

Within the electric sea, silver serpents danced wildly, dark light shimmered, and crimson glows erupted. Colossal electrical energies of various colors converged to form a world of heavenly punishment, obliterating all in its path and breaking through every obstacle.

Yan Yunluan sneered, his powerful physique resisting the lightning tribulation. He stared at the thunder's epicenter, certain that Ye Fan couldn't endure and would soon be reduced to ashes.

Yet, at that very moment, his expression suddenly froze. He watched as Ye Fan emerged, step by step, allowing thousands of lightning bolts to strike his body, utterly fearless.

"Your heavenly tribulation is still a bit lacking. Let the lightning storm come more fiercely," Ye Fan stated calmly, as if taking a leisurely stroll.

Upon hearing these words, Yan Yunluan's expression immediately changed. Something felt wrong; his opponent was completely unharmed. Could it be that Ye Fan was also a prodigy who had successfully overcome heavenly tribulations?

"Ah..." he roared, his voice piercing the electric sea and soaring skyward. His black hair stood on end, dancing wildly. At that moment, an even greater heavenly tribulation descended: five-colored lightning.

Ye Fan stood opposite him with a faint smile, allowing the lightning tribulation to strike him without a trace of fear. He strode forward, thousands of electrical bolts unable to impede his progress.

"Boom!" Endless lightning, like a surging river or a plummeting star field, a vast expanse, engulfed Ye Fan.

Yan Yunluan himself was struggling, staring at his opponent. But it wasn't long before Ye Fan stepped out again, completely devoid of any scorch marks.

"Still not enough. The lightning tribulation is too weak. Let the storm come even more fiercely," Ye Fan declared.

Upon hearing these words, Yan Yunluan was so enraged he felt like spitting blood. This was a heavenly tribulation! Even saint-level figures would be utterly defeated if they entered it, and prolonged exposure would certainly kill them.

Yet, this young lord, whom Yan Yunluan utterly detested and believed to rely on external artifacts, repeatedly emerged from the sea of lightning like an unkillable cockroach, rendering the heavenly punishment futile.

Furious, Yan Yunluan held nothing back, releasing the full aura of his tribulation. Heavenly punishment poured down like a sea, completely engulfing the area, as numerous 'dao marks' appeared, intertwining with the electrical energy.

However, after six or seven major tribulations descended, Ye Fan continued to emerge from the electric sea, walking out step by step, calm and composed, utterly unscathed.

"Little Swallow, are you even trying? Make it more intense!" Ye Fan urged.

Yan Yunluan was truly enraged. What was a heavenly tribulation? It destroys all things in heaven and earth. He had summoned this lightning punishment to annihilate his foe, only to be so openly mocked. The nickname "Little Swallow" utterly infuriated him.

"Dong!" A bell chimed within the sea of lightning. A colossal bell, formed vaguely from dark light, was taking shape, and the thunderous sound it emitted was exceptionally terrifying.

"What is that?" "Yan Yunluan has used a wisp of his divine sense to enter the electric sea, controlling the lightning to form a divine lightning tribulation bell!" Everyone's expressions changed. The bell was indistinct but had achieved a considerable size, intertwining countless lightning storms. With a gentle tremor, it threatened to destroy all.

"Dong..." The colossal bell, forged from dark light and electrical energy, trembled gently, unleashing thousands of electrical bolts that all struck down, landing beside Ye Fan.

Then, countless layers of dark light, like a tumultuous ocean wave, engulfed him. Outsiders could see nothing but a blazing expanse of lightning.

"He's entering the heavenly tribulation and making it his own!" People were horrified. This was an unprecedented display, and no one was unmoved. Unleashing such a deadly move against an enemy was nothing short of a decisive kill.

Ye Fan was also momentarily surprised. So, heavenly tribulations could be triggered in this manner; it was indeed quite profound, sparking both curiosity and inspiration within him.

This bell was indeed extraordinary. With a single tremor, heaven and earth shattered, and its form grew increasingly clear. Ye Fan slapped it with his palm, producing a resounding "dong" as the bell's waves raged.

In the distance, vast stretches of barren mountains, as fragile as paper, crumbled and sank, utterly destroyed and ceasing to exist.

"Lightning as its form, laws as its spirit—such a grand bell can annihilate all things," many exclaimed in awe.

"Buzz!" The great bell vibrated and descended, engulfing Ye Fan, concealing his figure beneath it.

"Yan Yunluan's methods defy the heavens; unleashing the divine lightning tribulation bell, he could almost sweep aside the entire younger generation. Who could possibly break it? It's a pity that heavenly tribulations don't occur frequently."

"It is said that the prodigy of the Eastern Wasteland is also adept at using heavenly tribulations to defeat enemies. I wonder how the two would compare?"

"There are only rumors about that prodigy in the Eastern Wasteland; they are too distant to truly understand. But Yan Yunluan is right here, and he has even materialized a divine lightning tribulation bell—it's utterly inconceivable!"

"Dong..." A bell chimed, echoing through heaven and earth. Large swathes of barren mountains collapsed, and Ye Fan walked out once more; he had shattered the divine lightning tribulation bell with his bare hands.

Yan Yunluan was nearly spitting blood. This ultimate killing move, the heavenly tribulation, was utterly ineffective against this young lord, driving him to the brink of madness.

"Oh, Ye Fan isn't dead yet; he's reappeared!" People exclaimed in surprise.

"Boom!" Just then, heaven and earth raged violently. The Nine-Five Thunder Tribulation, Five Elements Heavenly Tribulation, Grand Yin True Tribulation, Water-Fire Great Tribulation—all manner of heavenly punishments descended, blanketing the area.

The area for dozens of miles around was engulfed; nothing else was visible. The two figures, blurry and indistinct, were both enduring the tribulation amidst the lightning.

"Yan Yunluan is too terrifying! He actually attracted such a massive heavenly tribulation; even a half-step mighty figure would likely be unable to withstand it!" "He truly lives up to his reputation as a prodigy, able to summon such terrifying heavenly punishment!" people exclaimed, every single one filled with dread. Such an opponent was far too formidable; if provoked, and they brought forth a heavenly tribulation, they would be utterly unstoppable.

"Damn it, I didn't summon this..." These were the words Yan Yunluan most desperately wanted to shout at that moment.

"Bang!" He was struck until his entire body was charred black, sent flying hundreds of feet away, only to be quickly engulfed by a wave of water-fire tribulation.

The next moment, his entire body pulsed with electrical energy. Enduring intense pain, he struggled to stand in the void, but was instantly struck and sent flying again.

"Huh, wait a minute, Yan Yunluan seems to have been knocked back by his own lightning tribulation! Could it be that he's attempting to break through two realms at once, thus attracting the most powerful heavenly punishment?" People were astonished to see Yan Yunluan in such a disheveled state, repeatedly struck and sent flying, clearly suffering severe injuries.

"This youth is far too audacious. The heavenly tribulation he attracted has likely surpassed what he can endure. It truly seems he intends to ascend two ranks," many speculated.

Within the sea of lightning, Yan Yunluan was on the verge of tears. It wasn't he who had attracted this immense heavenly tribulation; it was that scoundrel across from him who was undergoing his own!

However, the area was completely submerged in countless layers of lightning, making it impossible for outsiders to see anything.