readytorunbook Chapter 217 The Tribulation of Magical Treasures
Chapter 217 The Tribulation of Magical Treasures
As the light faded, the newcomer was none other than the Black Fiend Ancestor.
He had white hair but a youthful face, wore a black robe embroidered with golden python patterns, and had a sinister look in his eyes like a venomous snake. He exuded a suffocating aura.
Behind him, Ghost Three and Ghost Four stood with their hands at their sides, both with fawning expressions.
"Late stage of Nascent Soul!" Zhuang Yu's heart skipped a beat, but on the surface he pretended to be calm and quietly put the nearly completed magic weapon into his storage ring.
This subtle movement naturally did not escape the eyes of the Black Ancestor.
"Hmph, trying to deceive everyone?" Old Ancestor Black Fiend sneered, and a powerful divine sense instantly enveloped the entire cave, like an invisible giant hand, trying to uncover all of Zhuang Yu's secrets.
"A mere Foundation Establishment stage junior dares to play tricks in front of this old ancestor!"
The surrounding air suddenly turned cold, making it seem as if even breathing became difficult.
Zhuang Yu felt an invisible pressure pressing down on his body, almost crushing him.
He gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and beads of sweat appeared on his palms.
The temperature inside the cave dropped sharply, and a thin layer of frost formed on the ground.
Wang Yao stood to the side, her face pale and her body trembling slightly, but she still stood firmly behind Zhuang Yu, providing him with a meager support.
"Ancestor, this brat won't listen to reason, so let me take him down!" Ghost Three couldn't wait to show off. He grinned and a ghost-headed broadsword appeared in his hand, its blade gleaming with a ghostly green light that sent chills down one's spine.
"No rush," the Black Fiend Ancestor waved his hand. "I want to see what this brat is relying on to be so arrogant in front of me." He walked towards Zhuang Yu step by step, each step feeling as if he were stepping on Zhuang Yu's heart, making him feel a suffocating pressure.
"Boy, I'll give you one last chance. Hand over the magic weapon, and I might consider giving you a quick death." The Black Fiend Ancestor's voice was as cold as a knife, carrying an unquestionable majesty.
Zhuang Yu took a deep breath, suppressing the fear in his heart, and a cold smile appeared on his lips: "Want my magic weapon? Then let's see if you have the ability!"
Before he finished speaking, a jade talisman suddenly appeared in his hand...
The jade talisman shattered, and a beam of golden light shot into the sky, instantly illuminating the entire cave as if it were daytime.
Within the golden light, a massive golden shield enveloped Zhuang Yu, seemingly unbreakable.
The Black Fiend Ancestor's attack landed on the light barrier, but it was like a mud ox sinking into the sea, without causing the slightest ripple.
"What is this?!" Old Ancestor Black Fiend's expression changed drastically. He had never seen such a powerful defensive magic weapon before, which could actually withstand his full-force attack.
Zhuang Yu ignored him, his hands constantly changing hand seals, frantically pouring all his spiritual power into the magic weapon that was about to be completed.
The magical artifact in his hand emitted an increasingly dazzling light, like a star about to explode, radiating a heart-stopping energy fluctuation.
"Damn it!" Old Ancestor Black Fiend was furious. He clasped his hands together, muttered incantations, and a black beam of light shot out from his palms, slamming hard into the golden light shield.
With a loud bang, the entire cave shook violently, rocks fell from the ceiling, and countless cracks appeared in the ground.
The golden light shield shook violently, but it still did not break.
Zhuang Yu groaned, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, but he still did not give up.
He gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with determination, and poured the last bit of spiritual power into the magic weapon.
With a crisp ringing sound, the magic weapon was finally completed.
It hovered above Zhuang Yu's head, emitting a dazzling light that illuminated the entire cave.
A vast, ocean-like aura emanated from the magical artifact, causing everyone present to feel a suffocating pressure.
"What...what kind of magic weapon is this?!" Old Ancestor Black Fiend was astonished, feeling an unprecedented sense of crisis.
Zhuang Yu slowly opened his eyes, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.
He manipulated the magical artifact, aimed it at the Black Fiend Ancestor, and coldly said, "Now, it's my turn!"
The magic weapon instantly transformed into a streak of light, carrying a world-destroying power, and blasted towards the Black Fiend Ancestor.
In his haste, the Black Fiend Ancestor could only barely defend himself, but he was blasted away by the powerful force of the magic weapon, crashing heavily into the cave wall and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Ancestor!" Ghost Three and Ghost Four trembled with fear and rushed forward to help Black Fiend Ancestor up.
Zhuang Yu ignored them, his gaze sweeping coldly over the three of them as he slowly said, "Today, I will spare your lives for now..."
Zhuang Yu held the formed magic weapon in his hand, and a warm energy flowed from his palm, coursing through his entire body, bringing him indescribable comfort.
The magical artifact was pure white, with faint golden runes flowing across its surface, radiating a heart-palpitating aura.
He sensed the immense energy contained within, enough to withstand the impending heavenly tribulation.
He did not immediately pursue the heavily injured Black Fiend Ancestor, but calmly gazed at him, his tone indifferent: "Black Fiend Ancestor, I will let bygones be bygones for today's events. But if there is a next time, I will not let you off lightly!"
The Black Fiend Ancestor leaned against the cave wall in a disheveled state, blood still dripping from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with horror.
He never expected that he would suffer such a great loss at the hands of a Foundation Establishment stage junior.
The power of this magical artifact far exceeded his expectations.
He took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and cupped his hands, saying, "I was rash today, and I hope you will forgive me, young friend."
Ignoring his show of weakness, Zhuang Yu turned to Wang Yao behind her and asked with concern, "Are you alright?"
Wang Yao shook her head gently, a faint smile on her face: "I'm fine, young master."
Zhuang Yu nodded, his gaze returning to the magical artifact in his hand.
Feeling the powerful energy emanating from the magical artifact, his heart was filled with confidence.
With this magical artifact, his chances of surviving the heavenly tribulation increased even further.
He took a deep breath, put the magic weapon into his storage ring, and then stepped out of the cave.
Standing at the cave entrance, he looked up at the sky, his eyes gleaming.
The heavenly tribulation was approaching, but he was fearless.
"Young master, where are we going next?" Wang Yao asked softly, following behind him.
Zhuang Yu smiled slightly, offering no reply. Instead, he raised his right hand, and the Heavenly Tribulation Defense Treasure reappeared in his palm, radiating a dazzling light that illuminated the entire area…
The luminous white magic weapon floated in Zhuang Yu's palm, the golden runes on its surface flickering like breathing, and a vast and powerful energy wave spread outwards from Zhuang Yu.
Outside the cave, the originally dark sky was illuminated by the light of the magical artifact, as if day had arrived.
The snow on the distant mountain peaks reflected a dazzling light, like countless stars scattered in the night sky.
This light was no ordinary light; it contained a terrifying power of heaven and earth, as if it contained the power to create the world.
The birds and beasts sensed this powerful force and all prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling in fear.
All the forces that had been lurking in the shadows were drawn to this sudden burst of light.
Their greedy eyes were fixed on the magical artifact in Zhuang Yu's hand, filled with both covetousness and fear.
The sound of the Black Fiend Ancestor fleeing in a sorry state had already spread far and wide. Now that Zhuang Yu had refined such a powerful magic weapon, his reputation spread rapidly throughout the cultivation world.
"This... could this be the legendary Heavenly Tribulation Defense Treasure?" A Nascent Soul cultivator hiding in the shadows whispered in a trembling voice.
He stared greedily at the magic weapon in Zhuang Yu's hand, his eyes gleaming with lust. But when he thought of the tragic state of the Black Fiend Ancestor, he couldn't help but shudder and withdrew his outstretched hand.
"Zhuang Yu! I'll remember that name!" another Nascent Soul cultivator said through gritted teeth. He had originally planned to ambush Zhuang Yu while he was refining a magic weapon, but now he had completely given up on that idea.
Further afield, some highly skilled cultivators also sensed this powerful energy fluctuation.
They all turned their gazes toward Zhuang Yu's location.
"Who exactly is this person, that he could forge such a powerful magic weapon?" An old man with white hair stroked his beard and muttered to himself.
"It seems the cultivation world is about to produce another extraordinary figure," another middle-aged woman said with a light laugh, her eyes gleaming with an unusual light.
Bathed in the light of the magical artifact, Zhuang Yu felt the surging power within him, his heart filled with lofty ambitions.
He knew that the heavenly tribulation was about to descend, and this was merely a test on his path to immortality.
He looked down at the magical artifact in his hand, then looked up at the sky, a confident smile appearing on his lips.
"Wang Yao, let's go."
Wang Yao silently followed behind Zhuang Yu, watching his back.
“Young Master, that calamity…” Wang Yao hesitated, unable to finish her sentence.
Zhuang Yu stopped and turned to look at Wang Yao, a complex expression flashing in his eyes. "After the Heavenly Tribulation, perhaps everything will be different..."