My Cultivation Starting from Archery

Chapter 355: Ninefold Heavenly Tribulation


"Boom——"

The Black Jade Coffin was suddenly opened, and amidst the overwhelming Yin Sha Qi, an old Daoist with crane hair and a youthful face sat cross-legged in the void.

It was none other than Zuo Qiu Daoist, the Sect Master of the Immortal Ba Sect.

Without any mana fluctuations, Cao Xie vanished from his original spot like a ghost and reappeared within seven steps of his opponent, holding a flying sword with a green tassel that appeared out of nowhere.

"Hehe!"

Zuo Qiu Daoist slowly opened his eyes: "The world-renowned Heavenly Killing True Monarch, today you intend to use the Sword Dao to spar with this poor Daoist?"

"Not sparring, but practicing."

Cao Xie corrected, "Recently at the Qingxu Sect, I observed a martial arts divine power from a junior and gained some insights, so I plan to pick up the Sword Dao I abandoned years ago. Meeting you today, my fellow Daoist, is a perfect opportunity to practice."

"Junior?"

Zuo Qiu Daoist was slightly surprised: "I really don't know what kind of junior could make the famous Venerable of Myriad Laws so willing to learn, it's just that..."

He paused, the Yin Sha Qi surged out from his seven orifices, his voice seemed to come from the Nine Netherworld,

"You using me to test your sword is too much of an underestimation of me!"

Behind him, the coffin shattered inch by inch, then reassembled into a giant black jade sword in the air, its blade pointed directly at the blue robe.

Cao Xie slowly raised his sword.

Two Nascent Soul cultivators engaged in battle.

"Suppress!"

Below them, Pure Yang Real Person reversed his palm again, and a Five-finger Mountain descended from the sky, pressing towards the Great Song's crimson dragon robe official.

Emperor Tianxi, despite only being in the Golden Core Realm, did not dodge or evade, a sudden golden boundary rose around him, blocking the Five-finger Mountain and shattering it.

"A fourth-rank boundary? It seems you were well prepared."

Pure Yang Real Person squinted his eyes: "Fellow Daoist Yun Shuzi, could you kindly break the boundary?"

"Little Zhao Rui."

Yun Shuzi said earnestly, "That's enough, if you admit your mistakes now, this old lady can still find a way to plead for you and leave a way out for the Zhao lineage."

"Do you think I dare to stand here and confront you all today because I'm in a desperate struggle?!"

Zhao Rui's voice drowned out the thunder: "Today, I ask the three Heavenly Sect envoys to remain here and be offerings for my Immortal Song Society!"

"Crack——"

An Emperor's Tomb suddenly cracked without warning, then collapsed with a roar, and the previously hidden coffin rose slowly amidst a gale.

The coffin lid opened, revealing a corpse in a dragon robe.

Great Song, Emperor Renzong!

In the coffin, the Emperor Renzong who had been asleep for thousands of years suddenly opened his eyes, leapt up, and pounced at the two Nascent Souls.

"Qi Refinement Corpse Puppet?"

Pure Yang Real Person glanced at it like an ant, flicked his finger, and pulverized Emperor Renzong's remains to dust.

Where Emperor Renzong's body dissipated, a remnant corpse qi lingered, slithering in the air like a black viper, entering the next Emperor's Tomb, causing the tomb to collapse, repeating the previous scene.

An emperor who had been at rest for many years awakens.

Great Song, Emperor Su Zong!

Su Zong raised an Azure Dragon Crescent Blade and slashed down upon them.

"Click!"

Yun Shuzi lifted her cane, tapping it gently on the ground twice.

Immediately behind her arose two sword cultivation puppets, transforming into two lights of escape, slicing the corpse of Su Zong into several pieces.

From the remnants, another streak of corpse qi emerged and drifted into the next tomb.

Next, Emperor Dai Zong of the Great Song awakened, with fists like iron, smashing through the air.

"Bang!"

Pure Yang Real Person sent another palm strike, crushing him, a solemn look appearing on his face.

These zombies are getting stronger!

After dismantling every corpse puppet, a irrepressible corpse qi remains, merging into another tomb, and the corpse puppet that arises from this tomb obviously possesses a higher realm than the last.

This cycle continued until the ninth tomb began to collapse, and above everyone's heads, the Great Wall clouds started to clear away, replaced by a brewing of purple thunder.

Tribulation Heavenly Thunder!

With the birth of the zombies, the Heavenly Tribulation descends!

In several repetitions, the realm of Emperor Xuan Zong's corpse puppet rose directly from Foundation Establishment to the late stage of Golden Core!

This world suddenly appeared a defying the heavens Golden Core Corpse Puppet, provoking the Heavenly Dao's wrath, bringing forth divine punishment!

Corpse cultivation itself is abhorred by Heaven and Earth, and the tribulation it brings down is often several times stronger than the breakthroughs of cultivators in the same realm.

"Crack—"

Strikes of purple thunder descend from beyond the clouds, enveloping the entire Imperial Mausoleum Mountain.

Such a powerful Heavenly Tribulation, without thorough preparation, the usual result is annihilation, with no chance of rebirth forever.

Pure Yang Real Person and Yun Shuzi originally planned to leave this place and let these sins be destroyed by themselves.

But at this time, they heard the overwhelming sound of incantations in their ears.

Looking up, they saw amidst the rolling thunder, the scroll in Emperor Tianxi's hand emitted spirit light, and with each page he turned, golden runes separated from the paper, floating above the void, resembling Buddhist chants around the ears, filling the world.

"Not good."

Yun Shuzi realized: "We've fallen into a trap."

Before her voice fell, array flags rose from the ground, forming a complex and intricate formation centered around them.

"I'm sure the three envoys already knew there was a trap in the Imperial Mausoleum, yet you chose to ascend the mountain to check, simply because you underestimated this junior Golden Core cultivator."

Zhao Rui stood amidst the gale, his winged hat fluttering wildly, each word like a grand toll of a great bell, "Unbeknownst to you, waiting here today is not just Zhao Rui alone, but the entire Zhao clan, starting from Emperor Renzong, ten generations of saintly ancestors!"

As he spoke, from the collapsed tombs, strands of azure profound qi irrigated the formation, swirling above the heads of the three Nascent Soul cultivators.

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