No demons in all realms

Chapter 33 Tribulation

The days of cultivation passed quickly.

As the seasons change, spring turns to autumn, and a year passes quickly.

Throughout the year, Su Yang did only three things every day: read books, practiced physical training, and practiced fan techniques.

Reading cultivates a noble spirit, physical training refines the body and mind, and fan making refines the weapon. The three complement each other and none can be omitted.

He spent a whole year refining the first restriction on the Thousand-Pound Fan.

Throughout the year, he poured his righteous energy into the fan every day, gradually eroding the restriction. The restriction was like an iron plate, and his righteous energy dripped onto it like water droplets. After a year, a hole was finally dripped into the iron plate.

That day, Su Yang sat on a rock on the back hill, pouring his righteous energy into his fan as usual.

When his righteous energy touched the restriction, he did not withdraw it as usual, but continued to pour it in. His righteous energy surged into the fan like a flood bursting its banks.

The restriction that had lasted for a year shattered at that moment.

Su Yang's body suddenly trembled, and an unprecedented power surged out from the fan and poured into his body.

That power was neither righteous energy nor spiritual power, but something more ancient and domineering—the power of the Thousand-Pound Fan itself.

The Thousand-Pound Fan hummed in Su Yang's hands, and the patterns on the fan surface began to glow. The dark red light grew stronger and brighter until it almost turned into a ball of fire.

Su Yang's clothes changed in that instant. His originally pure white robes turned red inch by inch, starting from the collar. It wasn't a bright red, but a dark red, the kind of red that comes from dried blood, exactly the same color as the fan.

His aura was also rising.

Early stage of Nourishing Yuan Realm, Middle stage of Nourishing Yuan Realm, Late stage of Nourishing Yuan Realm, Tribulation Transcending Realm.

His aura remained steadily at the peak of the Tribulation Transcending Realm.

Ye Jing rushed out of the academy and her expression changed drastically when she saw Su Yang's appearance.

Su Yang's face remained calm, but a smile that Ye Jing had never seen before graced the corners of his mouth. It was not a gentle or compassionate smile, but rather one with an inexplicable air of wickedness.

"Little blind boy!" Ye Jing's voice was filled with unprecedented tension. "Calm down!"

Su Yang turned his head and "looked" at her.

With just one glance, Ye Jing sensed an overwhelming aura of malevolence, ten times stronger than the one that had burst forth from the fan a year ago. It was so strong that even she, a cultivator at the True Immortal Realm, felt a chill run down her spine.

This is a sign that one is about to fall into demonic possession.

"Su Yang!" Ye Jing called out his real name, her voice imbued with spiritual power, like a heavy hammer striking Su Yang's heart. "Do you still remember who you are?"

Su Yang's body trembled slightly.

"You are Su Yang." Ye Jing approached step by step, her voice soft but every word clear. "You are the teacher of Guanghan Academy, the blind man who taught in Qingniu Village, the scholar who traveled thousands of miles and read thousands of books!"

The dark red in Su Yang's eyes surged once, then surged again.

Ye Jing walked up to him, reached out, and grasped the hand that was holding the fan. "You are my fiancé, Ye Jing. You won't fall into demonic possession."

Su Yang's lips moved slightly.

The sky suddenly darkened.

The sky above seemed to have been torn open by something, and thick dark clouds surged in from all directions, gathering above Su Yang's head.

Lightning flashed and thunder roared in the clouds, as if something was howling behind them.

The tribulation lightning is about to strike. Su Yang is already at the peak of the Tribulation Realm, and what he needs to overcome is the Heavenly Immortal Tribulation.

"So soon you're about to undergo tribulation?" Ye Jing looked up at the thunderclouds in the sky, her expression changing repeatedly.

Heavenly tribulations are no joke. Many people cultivate their entire lives but are stuck at the peak of the Tribulation Transcending Realm because the Heavenly Tribulation is too fierce. Eight out of ten people who attempt to transcend the tribulation die under the heavenly lightning.

Moreover, Su Yang's tribulation looked unusual. The thunderclouds in the sky were not ordinary gray-white, but black with red and red with purple, as if something ominous was about to fall from the sky.

"Little blind girl, can you hold on?"

Su Yang held his fan and stood ramrod straight.

"Can't hold on? Hahahaha, what a joke, just a little thunderbolt." He let out an almost morbid laugh.

When the first bolt of lightning struck, Su Yang finally understood why so many people had died under the heavenly tribulation.

That thunder was no ordinary thunder; it was like a pillar that pierced down from the sky, frighteningly thick and blindingly bright, striking Su Yang and enveloping him in a white light.

Su Yang felt as if his body was being torn apart.

His clothes were scorched, his hair was scorched, his flesh was sizzling from the lightning, and his bones were creaking inside him, making him feel like he could fall apart at any moment.

But he did not fall. Righteous energy surged from his body, like an invisible armor, protecting his heart and dantian.

The lightning struck his righteous spirit, weakening it somewhat, but the remaining force still nearly killed him.

One, two, three.

When the third bolt of lightning struck, half of Su Yang's body went numb, and he could barely hold the fan with his right hand.

The fourth and fifth rounds.

When the fifth bolt of lightning struck, Su Yang's knees bent slightly, but he gritted his teeth and refused to kneel down.

Ye Jing stood at a distance, watching Su Yang being struck by bolts of lightning one after another. She was so anxious that she stamped her feet, but she couldn't help him. The heavenly tribulation was everyone's tribulation, and outsiders couldn't interfere. Interfering would only make the heavenly tribulation more ferocious.

The sixth, the seventh, and the eighth.

When the eighth bolt of lightning struck, Su Yang finally couldn't hold on any longer and knelt on one knee.

His body was covered in wounds, his skin was charred black, and blood was everywhere, but his eyes were still open, and the dark red in his eyes not only did not fade, but became more and more intense.

The ninth bolt of heavenly lightning.

When the last bolt of lightning struck down from the sky, the entire sky lit up. The lightning was as thick as a mountain and as white as the sun. It struck Su Yang and engulfed him completely.

Ye Jing covered her mouth.

This was the Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulation. Ordinary people usually enter the Heavenly Immortal realm through three tribulations, while geniuses from the Upper Realm enter through six tribulations. Yet he endured nine tribulations.

Those geniuses from the upper realms were insignificant compared to him.

The white light dissipated, and Su Yang lay motionless on the ground, his body charred black.

Ye Jing's heart was in her throat.

After a very long time, Su Yang's finger twitched.

Then came his arms and shoulders. He gradually pushed himself up from the ground, first with his hands, then with his knees, and finally stood up completely.

He stood there, covered in blood and wounds, with not a single patch of unscathed flesh on his body.

But his aura changed; it was no longer as dark and menacing as before.

The aura of the peak of the Tribulation Transcending Realm disappeared, replaced by an aura that was higher, farther, and deeper.

In the Celestial Realm, Su Yang stood steadily.