The Immortal Cultivation Game Has Come True

Crackle and pop~

A series of punches and kicks as dense as those Universe had experienced during the Heavenly Tribulation earlier cascaded down, all landing squarely on Ancestor Yun.

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Below.

Watching Ancestor Dun beating up Ancestor Yun.

Ancestor Huang’s mouth twitched slightly, as he wiped the nonexistent sweat from his forehead and muttered wordlessly:

“These two old fellows, after so many Yuan Years, they still enjoy making such a fuss.”

So tiring~

When will the Chieftain of the Ancient God Clan return? Partnering with these two abnormal fellows makes him feel utterly exhausted.

It used to be alright when the Ancient God Clan Chieftain was around, both Ancestor Yun and Ancestor Dun could get along in harmony.

But ever since the Chieftain ‘Ancient Archon’ left, these two ancestors have been like unleashed Huskies, causing a ruckus every time and turning the world upside down.

What’s more important.

These two, they always make trouble on Ancestor Huang’s turf, even his cave mansion has been knocked down countless times by them.

Indeed.

After a single breath.

Boom~

Dust billows.

Ancestor Huang’s eyelids twitched, and he looked at his once again collapsed cave mansion with tears but no place to cry.

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Moments later.

Only to see Ancestor Dun staggering over with a scruffy old man in his hand, approaching Ancestor Huang.

“Huang, this old thing really can sleep, I’ve beaten him so much and he still hasn’t woken up!”

Ancestor Dun shook Ancestor Yun’s neck, swinging it up and down a few times, yet there was no reaction from him, still with his eyes tightly closed and his breathing long and steady.

“Sigh!”

The answer to Ancestor Dun was a long sigh.

Ancestor Huang shook his head without speaking, merely pointing towards the direction of the Martial Arts Arena not far away.

This moment.

Above the Martial Arts Arena, thick dark clouds had accumulated, with the Chaos Rules within them being extremely dense.

A sense of ‘Destruction’ was mixed within the Thunder Tribulation.

The ninth wave of Heavenly Tribulation… was about to begin!

Thump~

Ancestor Dun’s spirits picked up, and he tossed Ancestor Yun onto the ground before concentrating his attention on observing the Martial Arts Arena.

Ancestor Huang, too, set aside the issue of his cave mansion being destroyed again. Right now, it was more important to see how much the kid could refine the Chaos Rules in the ninth wave of Heavenly Tribulation.

What the two ancestors failed to notice.

Was that ‘Ancestor Yun’, casually thrown onto the ground, had at some point opened his eyes.

Ancestor Yun, with sleepy eyes, blankly stared at the Martial Arts Arena.

But if one were to observe carefully, they would detect endless power hiding within those dull eyes, like a boundless whirlpool that could capture one’s soul.

As the rulers of the Northern Galaxy Domain for hundreds of Yuan Years, none of the three ancestors of the Ancient God Clan were simple; each one was a fierce figure who had dominated several eras!

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On this side.

Inside the Martial Arts Arena.

Xuanqing had already opened his eyes, staring intently at the sky.

He could feel an immensely violent aura of destruction emanating from the ninth wave of clouds.

However.

Crisis often comes with opportunity, and within this violent force of destruction, tremendous Chaos Rules were hidden.

Just the Rules within this wave of the Heavenly Tribulation surpassed the sum of the first to the eighth waves.

“I’m afraid… that relying purely on the physical body, I can no longer withstand this wave of the Heavenly Tribulation.”

Xuanqing murmured softly.

If he couldn’t bear the Heavenly Tribulation with his body, it meant that unlike before, he could not achieve a perfect refining.

“But…”

Xuanqing gritted his teeth.

Looking once more at the extremely rich Chaos Rules within the Heavenly Tribulation, he steeled his heart and thought of a crazy idea.

Take a gamble!

Continue to withstand with the body, and if he couldn’t bear it, then simply resurrect on the spot.

What wasn’t known was whether the Heavenly Tribulation would dissipate after death. If it did, the Chaos Rules in this wave would also vanish, and it would all be for naught.

So… he would take a gamble that if he resurrected quickly enough after death, before the Heavenly Tribulation had time to react, he would resurrect on the spot.

Moments later.

The clouds overhead were poised to strike.

“Hoo~”

Xuanqing took a deep breath, his spirit tensely wound, ready to use “Resurrecting on the Spot” the moment the Heavenly Tribulation struck him dead.

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Outside the Martial Arts Arena.

The members of the Ancient God Clan were startled by Xuanqing’s actions at this moment.

“Such a terrifying Heavenly Tribulation likely possesses the majesty of a Chaos True Monarch. Could the Inheritor be planning to resist it with his Physical Body?”

“What does the Inheritor want to do?”

“It’s over, could it be that our Ancient God Clan, having finally found an exceptional genius after so much difficulty, is going to fall to this Thunder Tribulation of Law?”

“No, someone go quickly and report to the Ancestor, let the Ancestor stop the Inheritor!!”

…

For a time.

The news about Xuanqing planning to endure the ninth wave of the Heavenly Tribulation with his Physical Body spread like cold water in hot oil, instantly causing an uproar.

The Ancient God Clan has always been incredibly united.

Or rather, most of the existing races in the Endless Chaos are very united, for those races that weren’t united had long since disappeared in the river of history.

Naturally.

When the onlooking members of the Ancient God Clan saw Xuanqing’s madness, they were shocked, and some felt fear.

The Ancient God Clan… had stood tall in the Northern Galaxy Domain for hundreds of Yuan Years, relying on a constant stream of geniuses.

Every member of the Ancient God Clan with extraordinary talent received the support of the majority of the clan. Only in this way could the Ancient God Clan continue to inherit its dominant position.

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In the distance.

Atop Ancient Drought Peak.

Dun, Yun, and Huang, these three old men, were also startled by Xuanqing’s actions.

Among them.

Ancestor Yun was jolted awake from his nap, his originally hazy eyes widening like lanterns.

What to do?

Ancestor Dun, known for his explosive temper, immediately spoke, “No, this lad is too reckless; we cannot let him die to this mere Thunder Tribulation of inheritance!”

As soon as these words were spoken.

Ancestor Huang also nodded, feeling that the typically rash Ancestor Dun was being somewhat more prudent this time.

However, he did not speak immediately but instead turned his gaze to the side… toward Ancestor Yun, who had been beaten black and blue.

Even though Ancestor Yun was often bullied by Ancestor Dun in their daily scuffles, when it came time to make a decision, it was still Ancestor Yun who called the shots.

Just as Ancestor Dun was about to lose his patience and rush over to intervene.

“Hehe!”

Ancestor Yun let out a gentle chuckle with narrowed eyes.

It was this slight chuckle that made Ancestor Dun stop his actions, and then he glared at Ancestor Yun discontentedly, saying,

“I’m telling you, old fellow, you’re always dragging your feet like this when you do things. Speak up… are we going to make a move or not?”

Ancestor Dun rolled his eyes.

While his words were fierce and brash, he obediently stopped in his tracks and awaited Ancestor Yun’s word.

There’s a saying, isn’t there? Those who speak the harshest words often act the most timidly, and that describes Ancestor Dun perfectly.

“No rush, this child is flush with destiny, not showing signs of untimely death, and even under this Thunder Tribulation, his Chaos Immortal Destiny doesn’t fluctuate in the slightest!”

Finally.

Ancestor Yun slowly opened his mouth to speak.

After hearing this, both Ancestor Huang and Ancestor Dun breathed a sigh of relief.

However!

Ancestor Dun was ticked off, itching to express his anger. With his violent temperament prompt by his bloodline cultivation techniques, he was always quick to act.

The last thing he could stand was Ancestor Yun’s lazy manner. Had he not been aware of his own lack of wits, he surely would not wish to work with him.

He was anxious… but the other party was telling him not to be. Who could stand that?

Just as he was about to continue saying something, he heard Ancestor Yun’s slow voice once again rise by his ear.

“Don’t speak, the ninth wave of the Heavenly Tribulation… is upon us!”

No sooner had Ancestor Yun finished speaking.

Boom!

A bolt of lightning descended like an Ancient Thunder Dragon.

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Inside the Martial Arts Arena.

Xuanqing still maintained his seated, cross-legged posture.

Facing the descending Heavenly Tribulation, which roared like an Ancient Thunder Dragon, he showed not a hint of fear.

In his eyes, he was focused solely on the vast, ocean-like Chaos Rules within the Thunderbolt.

Thundering booms~

“Now is the time, give it to me… absorb!” Xuanqing shouted loudly.