Chapter 110: Triggering the Thunder Tribulation

  At this time, Qin Hao was also at the end of his strength, and calling out to Xiao Meng in his mind had no effect whatsoever. It was clear that he had exhausted himself again, just like last time, and fallen into a deep sleep. Only now did Qin Hao carefully examine his surroundings, which were originally a scorched black, but now had two additional cracks, each several thousand meters long.

  "Is this what I've done?" Qin Hao stared at his own hands in some disbelief.

  "It wasn't you who did it, could it be that we're not good enough? Kid, this is almost comparable to the full-force strike of the King's Repairer, what a freak! Far away, Qian Bao Guang gave a thumbs up, but his face was filled with surprise."

  "He was always an oddball." The voice of Lady Huayang came from the fog, but her expression couldn't be seen, though it didn't need to be guessed, it must have been the same as everyone else's.

  "No, he's not dead yet." Only Wang Peacock, staring at the far end of this thousand-meter-long crack, his face solemn.

  "Not dead yet..." Qin Hao almost fainted, this time he was truly at a loss. He had used his last trump card and still couldn't kill the King of Xinling. All he could say was that as long as they were kings, none of them were easy to deal with. If it were anyone else, they would have died hundreds of times already, but kings were different.

  "Good... good...... good......" The voice of the King of Xinling indeed came from afar, his tone trembling with anger and rage, that terrifying aura spreading once again.

  "Thud, thud, thud" footsteps approached, and the King of Xinling appeared, his entire body tattered and worn out, without any dignity. His face, which was once as beautiful as a demon's, was now dark and charred, hardly distinguishable from that of a beggar. His eyes gleamed with a cold, murderous intent, and if he were an ordinary cultivator, he would probably be too intimidated to even look him straight in the eye.

  However, Qin Hao did not give up and sat cross-legged instead. Now he was in mortal danger, but he didn't want to die. Now he only had his last resort left, the mysterious jade disc in his consciousness, perhaps this thing could save him. That was the source of the purple gas, where his greatest secret lay. He had a feeling that as long as he could stir up the few strands of purple gas inside, all problems would be solved.

  "Kid, take advantage of your remaining strength and run quickly, otherwise this demon will catch you and make you his male concubine." Qian Bao Guang's lewd voice came again.

  "You don't speak, no one takes you for a mute." Originally, he could sense a bit of the jade disc, but was interrupted by Qian's words and was furious, wanting to beat this slovenly Taoist priest a few times. At this time, he still had the mood to joke around here.

  "I'm telling you, it's said that King Xinling has a fondness for cutting sleeves, and among us, you're the most suitable for him. Look at Peacock, he's a demon who can transform into his true form, I reckon he's lost interest in anything else. As for Lady Huayang, she's a woman, someone like him with a fondness for male love wouldn't be interested in her. And as for me, this stinky body of mine, I reckon even if he smelled it, he wouldn't like it, let alone catch me and take me away. So..." Qian Bao continued to ramble on.

  "Are you going to shut up or do I blow your head off?" Qin Hao was furious. If he had heard this at any other time, he might have been able to laugh it off, but now was a matter of life and death, and Qian Pei's words were really asking for trouble.

  As soon as he spoke, Qian Bo Guang and the other two were stunned. They looked at each other in confusion, not understanding what it meant. Finally, Qian Bo Guang asked with a curious expression, looking like he was eager to learn: "What is a chrysanthemum? Is it a mouth?"

  "Hmph!" Qin Hao almost threw up everything he ate in his past life. This dead Daoist, can't you just talk to him? Otherwise, he'll make you laugh and cry at the same time.

  Just then, Qin Hao suddenly thought of something and looked at the sloppy Taoist priest with a radiant face, as if he had seen an extraordinary beauty, and was extremely excited.

  "Calm mind, calm mind." Qin Hao thought of this sloppy Taoist's behavior, even at the moment of life and death, he remained as usual, having a calm mindset to face everything. When you are more tense, you need to relax more, when you are more excited, you need to be calmer. Only with a calm mind can you handle everything well.

  Qian Peiguang has such an ordinary heart, no matter what he faces, his mouth still hangs with that sly smile, and the words he says always make people laugh.

  "Hey kid, didn't you suddenly realize something?" Qian Bao Guang saw Qin Hao's sudden seriousness and asked with a puzzled face: "You still haven't answered me what chrysanthemum is?"

  But how could he ask, Qin Hao didn't answer him, his eyes were slightly closed. He sat cross-legged, just like usual meditation, which made the peacock king who was watching from the side very surprised: "This child's temperament is indeed good, facing such a crisis, but calm and composed, I'm afraid if it were someone else, they would have collapsed by now, unfortunately, at this time he will be cut off, otherwise he will surely become a great man, the king of kings."

  "What is he doing?" Prince Xinling walked step by step, although heavily injured, but now he was much stronger than anyone here. When he saw Qin Hao suddenly sit cross-legged, with a look of cultivation, he stopped in his tracks.

  "Could he still have an ace up his sleeve?" Prince Xinling asked in puzzlement, earlier that blow was indeed one that left him with no power to fight back. A king like him was actually made a fool of by a mere scholar, if this were to be told, probably nobody would believe it. His suspicion was also reasonable.

  Qin Hao, as a Panhuang God Vein himself, was already an anomaly. When the Great Sect killed the Panhuang God Veins in the past, even if they were unrefined, it was still extremely difficult. Every time they tried to kill them, they would let them escape, because the Panhuang God Veins had the blessing of Heaven's Way. However, in the face of absolute strength, the Panhuang God Veins could not avoid disaster after all. It wasn't that having a rich aura could avoid all disasters.

  It's not that having a rich aura can completely avoid disasters, but rather it can increase the chances of avoiding them. The heavenly and earthly disaster meridians are so numerous that even Qin Hao finds it difficult to see them all clearly. Sometimes when disaster is imminent, one may not even be aware of it. When your aura is rich, you will still encounter disasters, but at this time, your aura will come into play, allowing you to avoid the disaster or increase the chances of avoiding it.

  Otherwise, everyone would be practicing qigong calculations, what's the point of cultivating internal energy? Disaster meridians, qigong meridians, and everything else are all unpredictable, which is what people commonly refer to as "heavenly destiny".

  Just like Qin Hao knew that the Xuanmen had a disaster of extermination, and tried every means to change it, but the disaster of extermination still occurred. Why? This is the cycle of heaven's way, disasters will always come, what people can do is only use the great fortune to resist the disaster, and let the calamity be avoided to the minimum.

  Disaster and luck, combined together, that is a higher level of fate. Fate is like a big net, capturing everything, containing everything, it has no trace to be found, yet exists in the world.

  The web of fate gives rise to countless great trends, disasters can change the number but cannot change, even the disk emperor who opened up the sky and earth, cannot escape being teased by fate, and finally merge with the Tao with his body.

  "To kill the Panhuang God Vein, one must have a rich and powerful aura, otherwise it will only bring disaster to oneself." Xīn Líng Wáng thought in his heart, this is the experience of the Great Teachings in dealing with the Panhuang God Vein. Xīn Líng Wáng also cannot avoid it, but the temptation in front of him is really too great, a Xuán Huáng Dài Zǐ Qì Yun's Panhuang God Vein ah, this is probably what all the sect masters would go crazy for."

  "With the great emperor's secret technique, annihilate is the best strategy." The King of Xinling calmed down and made a decision. He then activated the secret technique in the Jingguang Scripture, his whole body was like a dazzling sun, everything in the world was bright, all impurities and darkness would be swept away.

  "This guy is really despicable." Qian Bao Guang saw through King Xinling's thoughts and cursed.

  "There is no lowliness that is not lowly, the winner becomes the king, the loser becomes the bandit." Prince Xinling sneered, his terrifying aura and dazzling light, as if the god of the sun had descended to earth, swept away all the wolves.

  At this time, Qin Hao remained calm and ignored the commotion outside. He wanted to sense the jade disc, which was his last straw for survival. However, he found that the jade disc didn't move at all, just like an ancient mountain that had stood still through the ages, unshakeable by human force.

  "Is this really my fate? Why did heaven bring me back to life in this place?" Qin Hao thought, unable to comprehend. He had not given up, but the desperate situation before him made him feel so powerless. As he looked back on everything that had brought him here, Qin Hao remembered his own vow, and a surge of heroic spirit burst forth from him.

  "When heaven wants to destroy me, I defy heaven; when earth wants to destroy me, I trample the great earth, re-cultivate fire, water and wind. When people want to destroy me, I make everyone crawl under my feet, becoming the master of this world." Qin Hao let out a loud roar from his heart, and suddenly the blood in his body was boiling.

  The Vermilion Bird's twenty-eight orifices emit a gentle hum, the Dark Warrior's twenty-eight orifices let out a mournful howl, the White Tiger's eight orifices churn with surging blood and energy, its whistling voice sends shivers down the spine, shaking everything.

  "Cultivation is about cultivating the art of defying heaven and changing one's fate. If one follows the trajectory of fate, what benefit is there in cultivation?" Qin Hao asked, looking up at the sky.

  At this moment, he suddenly realized that cultivation is to cultivate one's original heart, do what you want to do, and throw away all the emotions, reasons, and laws of the world. Everything follows your original heart, if you think you are good, then you are good, if you think you are evil, then you are evil.

  In fact, the good and evil in the world follow the interests of the majority. What conforms to the interests of the majority is good, what does not conform is evil. Now Qin Hao needs to cultivate his own heart, if his own heart thinks it's good, then it's good, otherwise it's not.

  Rumbling

  The sky and earth shook with a loud explosion, dark clouds filled the air, wailing voices echoed non-stop, thunderbolts surged like dragons swirling in the cloud layer, all of this had only one target: Qin Hao.

  A terrifying aura descended, pressing down on the crowd, stunning everyone. Even King Xinling was shocked, looking around left and right, thinking he had triggered a supernatural phenomenon, for this was the most feared thunder punishment of the heavenly way.

  The King's Disciple crossed the Three Calamities, crossing one calamity is called a king, crossing two calamities is a Holy King, and crossing three calamities is the King of Holy Kings. The King of Holy Kings is equivalent to half a step to becoming an Emperor, but to achieve the status of Emperor, one must cross the final Nine Punishments, the Heavenly Way's nine kinds of thunder punishments, which even the King of Holy Kings fears. Throughout history, only two people have crossed it.

  "This is the Inverted Dragon Ascension Tribulation, it was that little brat who triggered it......" The Peacock King's face turned deathly pale.

  "What, Peacock, have you gone mad? This is the Heavenly Ascension Tribulation!" Qian Bao Guang couldn't believe it, his face pale with fright, and that lecherous smile was nowhere to be seen.