Chapter. 2. Deathly Lightning

The golden finger shadow and heavenly tribulation lightning immediately clashed fiercely in the air. A loud explosion sounded and shook the entire mountain range.

The lightning was indeed too violent, the finger shadows that Fang Han released were unable to stop the lightning. The golden finger shadow cracked rapidly in the eye's sight. Fang Han could only utilize his strong physical body to resist that wave of heavenly lightning.

Boom! ….

The silver arc ruthlessly struck the Youth. Thousands of lightning runes that had merged and formed the shape of a dragon rushed toward Han with their mouths wide open. It was cruel and full of murderous air.

Another practitioner at the scene frowned, and said in his heart, “That young man must be dead now. Who among the Core Formation Realm practitioners could withstand such a destructive attack from a lightning arc?”

However, what is visible to some people's eyes is not the same as what others can notice.

The pure air in Fang Han's body stirred more violently. The meridians in the body feel torn.

Thousands of lightning needles pierced the young man's body. No acupuncture points are missed. It was trying to corrode and destroy all the internal energy flows that Fang Han had painstakingly cultivated over the years.

Fang Han realized he had to take action immediately if he didn't want to die. “Is there no other way at all?!”

“Damn it! I have to live. If it cannot break through to the Golden Core Realm, I will have to destroy it, it is fine to experience a decline in the Cultivation Realm, as long as life is still attached it is not too late to return to cultivating strength, one step at a time.” Fang Han had already made up his mind.

Yes, this does seem cruel and unreasonable. But, he didn't have any other solution. At that time, life was the most important thing.

Fang Han gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly, slightly reluctant at the decision he had made. However, it cannot be postponed.

The thousands of lightning runes that struck his body were led towards the dantian where a small golden ball was formed.

Fang Han knew that was where his pure air gathered. The lightning runes in the shape of needles quickly struck his Golden Core.

A roar that tore through the sky was heard. Fang Han felt infinite pain. It made him feel like he was going crazy.

The extremely hard Gold Core was now bright silver. Only after suffering that continued for half an incense stick's worth of burning, the pain of the Golden Core being attacked by thousands of lightning runes did it finally show a crack.

Amidst that roar. Fang Han vomited blood many times. The young man's face turned white as snow. It had no blood at all. He looks like a living corpse.

Other cultivators around the place began to notice something strange.

“Unlucky! What happened?”

“He's not dead! Has he broken through to the Golden Core Realm?”

Yes, how could people not start speculating? The extremely dark sky slowly receded and became visible to the eyes of all the cultivators present. The intensity of the lightning within the black cloud quickly decreased.

“This is so amazing! He is also still very young. Unlucky! A talent like this would certainly not be wasted by a large sect. That child will have great achievements.”

“Ouch! If only, in my family there was a young man who had a talent for cultivation like this child.”

“Well. This also did not rule out the possibility that there would be some young ladies from various ancient families wanting to attract that young man. I firmly believe that the uproar that occurred today will quickly spread.”

At that time practitioners who did not understand the true situation that had occurred there began to speak with great envy, admiration, and jealousy.

Suddenly a middle-aged elder who was more understanding said firmly. “Nonsense!” He began to explain his understanding with ambiguous questions requiring no answers. “Is it easy to break through to the Golden Core Realm? How many Golden Core Realm cultivators have you seen? the most important thing, how could the heavenly tribulation only occur with two or three lightning strikes?”

Hearing those words, all the practitioners who had speculated before were stunned and thought for a while. They cannot deny the truth. Yes, it had been understood by all cultivators, although there remained certain exceptions.

However, just looking at the intensity of this heavenly tribulation, it certainly wasn't a special exception—the blessing of heaven and earth—no! This is simply a rejection of heaven and earth.

But, why didn't he die? How come the heavenly tribulation has receded so quickly?

All the cultivators couldn't find any certainty from this strange thing.

When suddenly the middle-aged man said again, “This only provides one possibility. The youngster had purposely stopped his cultivation advancement and destroyed the Golden Core that was starting to form. Yes, of course in this case he will experience very detrimental side effects.”

These words again made all the practitioners feel as if their scalps were burning.

They sighed and shook their heads. “Hey! This is truly a very unfortunate thing. How long does the cultivation process take, when you almost reach the peak you have to be hit back like this. The sky plays its part very well.”

The discussion provided certainty for all practitioners in the heavenly tribulation area. They had understood very clearly.

All the cultivators had been convinced that the youth who was crossing heavenly tribulation had truly failed to cross his tribulation.

They can't help and can only regret it, good talent but must fail.

“It's a shame that with his talent and young age, he had to fail. The heavens do not accept a talent like him.” Someone in the crowd said.

“Yeah … Even so, it was good for him not to die under the heavenly tribulation is still considered good luck.” Another cultivator sighed in regret.

All practitioners also understood that to be able to live after failure and destroy one's own Golden Core while crossing the heavenly tribulation was a punishment worse than death.

Which practitioner would be willing to have their cultivation stripped away and decline drastically? Moreover, if they have strong enemies who are bound by bloody debts. Under such conditions, being a rabbit among wolves is the worst condition.

The practitioners—each had their thoughts on Fang Han. Most of them were undoubtedly a form of regret.

They had completely forgotten the fact that Fang Han was someone they didn't know.

The cultivators there also really didn't know that; The young man they were pitying was a newcomer to the Realm of the Thirty-Eight Provinces of the Heavenly Dao.

The young man had no enemies bound by blood debt.

However, to feel sorry for the young man's condition because he was a wild cultivator who was not attached to a sect or academy was another thing.

Regardless of the various things those cultivators were thinking about. Fang Han himself also deeply regretted his fate—as if he had not been accepted by this world. Yes, who would be happy about a significant drop in the cultivation realm?

“Is the cultivation realm that I have painstakingly built up over these years going to decline?”

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