Miracle Farmer with Special Abilities-Chapter 832: Withstanding the Third Grade Heavenly Tribulation
"Let’s go, let’s go, to the Tribunal Square."
Ling Tian and Ghost, both full of joy, immediately ascended into the sky with Zhang Bin.
Soon, they landed on a wide square.
This square was made of hard soil, very even.
However, most of the soil was black.
Evidently, it had been struck by terrifying thunderbolts.
"A senior brother is calling down high-level thunder for cultivation, let’s go watch."
Someone shouted loudly, though it was unclear who.
Many disciples from the Youming Sect flew up from Bronze City and rushed over.
They landed around the square, eyes wide, watching closely.
Many Spiritual Maidens also came to see the excitement.
Among them was Lin Youlan.
Of course, Hanbing Yun didn’t dare to come out.
Afraid that someone would discover the secret of her loss of purity.
Zhang Bin wouldn’t have enough time to escape.
"Oh my, isn’t that the new disciple Chen Junheng? Is he already going to undergo the Third Grade Heavenly Tribulation so soon?"
"He is the famous Zhang Bin, the peerless genius of the Taiqing Sect, Chen Junheng is just his alias."
"Even if he’s Zhang Bin, he can’t possibly survive a Third Grade Heavenly Tribulation, can he?"
"In our Youming Sect, over three million years, only one genius disciple has passed the Third Grade Heavenly Tribulation at the Golden Core Mid-Stage. Could Zhang Bin be comparable to Tun Tianhe?"
"..."
The numerous disciples began to discuss in amazement.
Clearly, they all knew that undergoing a Heavenly Tribulation in the Tribunal Square was at least a Third Grade Tribulation.
Lin Youlan was also utterly dumbfounded, staring blankly at Zhang Bin, her face full of confusion, as if he had become a different person.
How could he not tell her about such a major event?
Could it be that he really fell in love with Princess Hanmei and forgot about her?
That day, she heard he spent most of the day in Princess Hanmei’s cave mansion...
Yun Feiyang and Wu Pan also flew over, equally shocked to the point of almost being stunned.
They even suspected Zhang Bin had gone mad.
"It’s starting. Be careful."
Peterson used a secret technique to send out his voice, then used another to completely seal Zhang Bin’s Moon Palace.
This way, Zhang Bin couldn’t feel what was happening inside.
However, Peterson was unaware that, after a day and night of training, assisted by miraculous Spiritual Medicine, and considering Zhang Bin had long cultivated his own soul to a very pure state.
Thus, Zhang Bin could still vaguely sense what was happening inside the Moon Palace.
This was because the soul was conveying messages to him.
In other words, he could now preliminarily manipulate his own soul.
He was playing the sacrificial ghost, so naturally, he needed to understand how the other party was deceiving heaven.
Only then could he find a way to deal with the living ghost.
Only then would he have the possibility of overturning this evil sect.
Peterson stood in the Moon Palace, suddenly bursting forth with a towering aura and pressure.
It even spread through the Moon Palace.
Shooting out from Zhang Bin’s body, rushing straight into the sky.
"Boom..."
In the void, the sound of thunder immediately roared.
Dark clouds appeared as if ghostly spirits, stacking layer upon layer in the sky.
So densely packed that it sent a chill through one’s heart.
"Peterson is so powerful, in life, he must at least have cultivated to Nascent Soul Realm Great Perfection." Zhang Bin thought to himself, "So, entering the sacrificial ghost’s Moon Palace and unleashing one’s soul’s aura can attract the living ghost’s heavenly tribulation."
The terrifying heavenly tribulation finally arrived.
A thunderbolt as thick as a water barrel suddenly shot out from the dark clouds, carrying a destructive aura as it crashed down.
"It’s indeed a Third-Level Thunderbolt, Zhang Bin must be crazy."
"He’s about to turn to dust, and might even implicate the elder who summoned the Third Grade Heavenly Tribulation."
"..."
The disciples were secretly stunned, their mouths issuing sounds of amazement.
"Clash..."
As fast as lightning, a thunderous crash resounded as the orange thunderbolt struck Zhang Bin.
"Ah..."
Zhang Bin couldn’t withstand it, rolling to the ground, a cry of pain escaping his mouth.
His clothes and hair turned to ash.
Normally, he should have summoned armor to resist.
But he didn’t; he resisted with his bare body.
A golden radiance shone from him, dazzlingly brilliant.
Golden Bell Shield!
The terrifying orange thunderbolt couldn’t destroy his skin, only passing through to bombard his muscles and internal organs.
However, Zhang Bin’s muscles and organs, after absorbing Dragon Qi and being tempered in the Blood Pool, plus cultivating the Hundred Tribulations Divine Skill and enduring Second-Level Thunderbolt strikes, had strong resistance.
As for his bones, they were terrifyingly strong.
The orange thunderbolt couldn’t harm them at all.
Thus, he appeared completely unharmed.
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He simply sat cross-legged.
Both soles pressed together, protecting the vital acupoints.
He didn’t let Little Lucky Star intervene yet.
He wanted to rely on his own ability to resist.
Because it was beneficial to him, the Dragon Qi hidden in his cellular structure and bone voids would be rapidly absorbed.
His body would also rapidly strengthen.
At the same time, he directed a wisp of orange thunderbolt to strike his Moon Palace.
Actually, he didn’t have to do it this way, as he could collect orange thunderbolts and slowly bombard with them later.
Doing so during a heavenly tribulation was very dangerous; carelessly, his Moon Palace could be shattered by the orange thunderbolt.
However, he wanted to thoroughly experience the process of being a sacrificial ghost.
Only then could he understand how the sacrificial ghost made heaven believe the living ghost passed through the once-in-a-century tribulation, allowing a hundred years of carefree existence without worrying about a sudden heavenly tribulation.
The thin orange thunderbolt struck the Moon Palace, causing it to shake slightly.
Zhang Bin then vaguely sensed that fine threads of orange thunderbolt penetrated the Moon Palace, bombarding Peterson entirely.
Such fine thunderbolts naturally couldn’t harm Peterson.
And Peterson was striving to absorb and refine those thin orange thunderbolts.
"I see, after refining some thunderbolts from the heavenly tribulation, they carry the aura of having passed the tribulation. This deceives heaven. And by doing so, they can also refine and absorb some thunderbolts, incrementally increasing their strength. Continuing this way, they might indeed live for tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of years, until the sacrificial ghost can no longer withstand the tribulation. Moreover, if they can’t find a sacrificial ghost, they can hide in coffins, waiting for a supreme genius to appear." Zhang Bin pondered inwardly, "Is the Sect Leader of Youming Sect waiting for a supreme genius to appear and undergo one more heavenly tribulation, then enjoy another hundred carefree years?"
However, he felt that perhaps things weren’t so simple.
"Boom boom boom boom..."
The heavenly tribulation seemed angered by Zhang Bin’s strength, crazily bombarding with orange thunderbolts.
Pouring down like the long rivers of the Yangtze.
The aura terrifying to the extreme!
