Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

Under the power of nature, even the mightiest of individuals are like insignificant ants, unable to withstand a single blow.

Only a very few strong and talented beings dare to face the terrifying Heavenly Tribulation directly, thereby allowing themselves to undergo a complete transformation and elevate their lives.

Old Hai Wei, a powerful cultivator at the Divine Infant Middle Stage, now shuddered under Ye Ling's seventh Heavenly Thunder, his figure completely devoured by the fearsome lightning.

The crimson Heavenly Thunder was extremely terrifying, carrying a hint of the aura of Annihilation. Ordinary strong beings who made contact with it would perish, and it could even damage the Soul Force.

Normal cultivators, when breaking through to the Divine Infant Realm, could not possibly invoke such a terrifying Heavenly Tribulation.

Only a freak like Ye Ling had the qualifications to call forth this kind of tribulation. The Heavenly Tribulation was like him, proud, and it disdained to appear for ordinary people.

How should I put it, it is proud, and arrogant individuals are usually strong.

With a thunderous roar, Ye Ling's fist smashed violently onto the Heavenly Thunder charging at him, and in an instant, the surface of his fist burst, his flesh a blurred mess.

Moreover, the crimson Heavenly Tribulation, like a great beast from the distant Primeval, crazily devoured Ye Ling's body, seeking to swallow him up so completely that not even his bones would remain.

"The seventh Heavenly Tribulation, what can you do to me!"

Ye Ling's fist hissed with green smoke, and suddenly, his aura wildly changed, a stream of bloodiness burst forth from his body, slapping the entire heavens and earth.

The aura had completely changed. Moments ago, Ye Ling was like a War God shining sharply, but now, he was like a great demon that had slaughtered through the Ninthfold Heavens, climbing out from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

If I become the Buddha, there shall be no demons in this world.

If I turn into the demon, what can the Buddha do to me!

Ye Ling's realm was probably best summed up with these words. He never cared for any worldly views, seeking only to be truly himself, walking a path apart from good and evil!

When Ye Ling lifted his head in that instant, his eyes turned red, brimming with murderous intent, like an unparalleled Great Demon.

"Out of my way! What is Heaven to me, if I forbid it, who can withstand me!"

Boom, Ye Ling roared instantly, his body slightly bent, his arms violently pulled, and then his fists bloomed with a blinding brilliance, stirring the heavens and earth.

When Ye Ling's fist struck out, the originally formidable momentum of the Heavenly Tribulation unexpectedly paused for a moment, unbelievably.

Then, with a mad punch from Ye Ling, the terrifying crimson Heavenly Thunder was wiped out completely upon contact, pulverized by Ye Ling.

With a crackling, the shattered lightning writhed and wandered around Ye Ling's body like fish, and suddenly, a powerful devouring force fully absorbed the power of the tribulation.

Humm, the Heavenly Tribulation, transformed into pure Spiritual Power, was absorbed by Ye Ling, then circulated through his limbs and bones.

Ye Ling took a deep breath, feeling an unprecedented sense of relief. This was the Heavenly Tribulation—once overcome, the benefits gained were immeasurable.

Just this recent Heavenly Tribulation alone, in terms of refining Ye Ling's physique and elevating his realm, could not be achieved with a hundred years of cultivation.

It was a reward from the heavens to those lucky enough to leap through the Dragon Gate. The Heavenly Dao is impartial, it may seek to annihilate you, but it also rewards, which is why countless individuals are desperate to make the leap.

After the seventh Heavenly Thunder disappeared, Ye Ling stood tall between heaven and earth, his eyes radiating a terrifying authority.

Prideful, a terrifying aura naturally emerged, and the clothes that were already completely tattered on his body could not cover his majesty, instead adding a few more terrifying accents.

By Ye Ling's feet, Old Hai Wei's body shook uncontrollably, frothing at the mouth, his dead fish eyes exuding a hint of a gray aura.

Clearly, he had suffered terrible injuries and, if not treated promptly, his life could be in jeopardy.

And now, who would save him, the fierce enemy Ye Ling, or the group of people with Prince Jin, who were watching Ye Ling transcend tribulation from afar?

Ye Ling felt the transformation of his body, coldly gazed at the sky, looking at the thunderclouds still gathering, took a deep breath, and then pointed fiercely at the heavens.

"Heavenly Dao! When I was the Immortal Emperor, I annihilated all life in the Three Realms, who dared to disobey!"

"Today, as I cultivate anew, if you wish to ensure my safety for the rest of my life, disperse this Heavenly Tribulation within three breaths, and let me temper my body!"

"Otherwise, when I was the Immortal Emperor, annihilation!"

Ye Ling's eyes emitted a terrifying chill, and everyone was stunned, feeling an involuntary tremor at these words that resonated between heaven and earth.

Too terrifying, this guy has completely gone mad, he actually dared to threaten the Heavenly Dao, unprecedented, audacious to the extreme!

For how many years, across so many epochs, even within the Immortal Realm, who has dared to threaten the heavens, commanding it to actively disperse the Heavenly Tribulation and temper their physique?

Ao Hongchen couldn't help but gasp, feeling a chill in his heart: "Too reckless, far too reckless, if the heavens get angry and strike this bastard dead, it would be such a waste."

There's a saying to describe a person who is incredibly bold: "If heaven is number one, he claims to be number two."

But now, Ye Ling has completely overturned everyone's understanding, he isn't playing second to heaven, he's outright defying it like a bandit.

To threaten the Heavenly Dao, it seems that only Ye Ling could do such a thing, and yet he knew no fear!

Ninefold Heavenly Thunder couldn't touch him, at best it would only inflict minor wounds on him. Advancing to the Divine Infant Realm was a certainty, so it could be said that Ye Ling had the capital to do so.

Heavenly Dao, Heavenly Dao, what is the Heavenly Dao? Is the sky of the Immortal Realm the Heavenly Dao, or is it the sky of Earth that is the true Heavenly Dao?

No one knows, but Ye Ling knows that the Heavenly Dao is nothing but the lingering thoughts that envelop a planet or a space, sustaining the operation of the universe.

The Heavenly Dao of Earth really isn't qualified to do much to Ye Ling.

"Well, I feel, you know, that what Ye Ling said was even more shocking than my previous statements," said Prince Jin, as he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, while Ao Hongchen looked puzzled at him, wondering if he also had something shocking to say that would leave everyone in awe.

"Previously, you see, I said something ridiculous, and now it has become an internet catchphrase," he exclaimed.

Ao Hongchen was even more dumbfounded, an internet catchphrase?

So this guy was that trendy?

"What did you say, let me hear it," Ao Hongchen asked eagerly.

Prince Jin however, coyly replied, "I just said, 'Is my great Qing Dynasty fallen?!'"

Spurting, Ao Hongchen almost sprayed out a mouthful of blood, damn, another person talking nonsense.

Meanwhile, in the distance, Ye Ling's eyes swept across the heavens, and the thundercloud in the sky was still accumulating terrifying lightning.

Ye Ling's eyes suddenly opened wide, his fists crackling as he clenched them, a terrifyingly peerless aura slowly began to emerge from his body, soaring straight into the heavens!

"If that's the case, then don't blame me."

Ye Ling murmured, his terrifying momentum erupted completely, like a bomb thrown into a pond, producing astonishing ripples.

And at that moment, the thunderclouds in the sky began to show a change that startled everyone who observed it.