Chapter. 1. Against Fate

A tense atmosphere and an extremely suffocating air of death had drowned the sky.

Fang Han was focused entirely on the upcoming heavenly tribulation. Flashes of lightning of various colors looked beautiful in the sky, they coiled and pounced on each other like huge snakes.

Fang Han's nerves and entire body felt tense. Until the veins in the arms and neck look prominent. The pure air in the body is concentrated with crazy panic. The youth even created a thick layer of pure air that formed black iron around the body.

At that time, he already felt ready to face the heavenly tribulation.

“Come here, come!”

Fang Han opened his eyes and looked at the dark sky. Couldn't help but say something in my heart. “Is the strength you have gathered not enough?!”

Fang Han's expression was bitter. Laughing at his bad luck. It was truly an unexpected heavenly tribulation.

Yes, how could he not be annoyed? At that time, the area within one lie was also quickly surrounded by various groups of cultivators.

Fang Han's face became increasingly sullen, he didn't have time to think about the people crowded within a lie distance.

The black sky surged violently in the endless darkness. The air of death he brought felt extremely cold.

What is it!! ….

Jedddaaarrr!! ….

A deadly thunderblast struck. The silver light split the sky and the earth visible to the naked eye. Illuminate the entire horizon covered by dark clouds.

Silver arcs formed, like thousands of soldiers ready for battle. It had ravaged entire forests and mountains.

It was extremely cruel and merciless. It was as if any object that the silver light crossed would disintegrate, leaving behind tiny grains of black dust.

“Ha ha ha! …” The loud laughter was deafening. Arrogance could be heard from the laughter. Fang Han, with his clothes in tatters, braved the lightning again. “Not enough. You are very weak. Again! ….”

Fang Han didn't seem to be afraid of the aura of death brought by the thunder of heavenly misery.

On the other hand, within one lie. The practitioners who had just arrived because they saw this anomaly were stunned. They could only shake their heads. “Heaven! He has gone mad, this is the first time I have seen anyone dare to challenge the heavenly tribulation lightning like that.”

There Fang Han stood proudly, the first thunderbolt well passed. He was like a dragon that challenged the sky, the young man's hair was messy. He didn't flinch at all.

The heavenly tribulation wasn't over yet. The sky was still very dark, even darker than before.

Chii!! ….

Jeddaarr!! ….

Another silver streak shot out again and split the sky. The second heavenly tribulation lightning descended.

Fang Han stood with tightly clenched fists punching towards the sky. Against the silver streak of ferocious lightning that poured down like a flood breaking a dam.

No one thought that the Youth would succeed in passing through the fierce heavenly tribulation of lightning. Just being able to resist that pressure can already be said to be lucky.

However, Fang Han was now crazily trying to challenge and fight through the lightning. This was truly a sight that only happened once in thousands of years.

After a fierce fight, the second thunderbolt had been successfully passed.

Fang Han laughed exasperatedly. His sturdy body shook violently as if it could no longer stand, only strong willpower pushed him to continue stubbornly. “Huh, it's still weak! … Again!”

Even though it was only the second lightning bolt. This was the same as the levels in the cultivation realm. There were nine levels to each realm, as well as heavenly tribulation. Fang Han should be able to pass the nine levels of lightning strikes.

“The higher the level of lightning, the crazier it gets, it's very scary. What about the third time and so on?” Fang Han said to himself and realized that he would fight seven more strikes.

The young man's eyes were still looking at the clouds that were thickly rolling with black storms and flashes of lightning. Waiting desperately for the third strike.

Other cultivators with lower cultivation realms who were watching were forced to distance themselves further and further.

While the powerful people at the Core Formation Realm Ninth Level tried to meditate. They hoped to be able to gain a little understanding of the heavenly tribulation that Fang Han experienced.

The black sky grew fiercer, giving a feeling of oppression to the mentality and will of everyone in that place. Lightning storm flashes moved like dragons within the thick black clouds. As if it were constantly accumulating energy.

“Heaven!! … Can this still be called heavenly tribulation?!”

Other cultivators naturally did not dare to understand this anomaly. They just watched and watched, with their scalps turning hard. It was too full of the air of death.

Fang Han was still standing, having received the initial two strikes. The young man's expression looked increasingly bitter. The pure air within the body was turbulent, raging like an ocean tumultuous by a storm.

Fang Han had difficulty controlling the pure air in his own body. She bit her lip, filled with a sense of rebellion.

“You want to kill this King? Come!” Fang Han roared—a provocation against heavenly misery.

Fang Han's behavior made the other cultivators there shake their heads even more. “He tried to be strong amid despair.”

“Yes, a very rare talent. People with criteria like his rarely live long.”

“That's right, not only is he envied by cultivators, but even the heavens would also reject the presence of an existence like him.”

The cultivators there started talking to each other and asking around using their spiritual sense. “Does he want to die immediately? Look at how the heavens are doing in this heavenly tribulation. How will this kid survive another seven strikes?”

“Just forget it! He was indeed seeking death. Moreover, that youngster is well aware of how ferocious the heavenly tribulation he is experiencing—”

Their conversation was interrupted. Each of those cultivators returned their focus to the heavenly tribulation area. The third bolt of lightning had descended and struck Fang Han.

It's disgusting!! ….

A loud explosion that shook heaven and earth occurred. The lightning rune that descended this time took the form of a giant dragon. With a length of up to two lies.

The power of the lightning rune seemed as if it could swallow the sun and absorb the stars. Brings feelings of inferiority to every creature below him.

Fang Han felt a chill at the nape of his neck. “If I can't survive, I will die.” He faced the lightning with an iron-black face. There was a hardness of determination within the young man. “Come!”

Hand seals were quickly formed. Fang Han shouted. “Star Pressing Finger Technique!”

This was an extraordinary technique that Fang Han often relied on to deal with forces stronger than himself. This technique will also create an anomaly in the sky as if the sky is splitting.

However, today the bearing and oppression that emerged from the One Finger Suppressing the Stars Technique did not appear this time. It was like having lost and submitted to heavenly tribulation.

“Unlucky! Even this technique cannot be executed perfectly.” Fang Han could only grumble in his heart and became even more desperate with his current condition. “So what if you can't? I will not give up!”

Can the Youth survive this fierce heavenly tribulation? Does he have a chance to live on?