Reborn with the Infinite World Panel-Chapter 307 - 221: Cultivation World 11_2

The muffled sound of thunder echoed from the distant sky, like war drums beating, heralding the imminent arrival of a terrifying trial.

Si Lingle was well aware of the horror of the Heavenly Tribulation, but her eyes were resolute, showing no intention of retreating.

The first bolt of tribulation lightning descended suddenly, like a winding silver dragon, striking down with the force of ten thousand pounds, smashing fiercely towards Si Lingle.

Si Lingle’s body trembled, as the powerful electric current instantly coursed through her body. She felt her bones creaking, as if they could be crushed by this force at any moment. But she gritted her teeth, operating the newly forming Golden Core in her body, forcibly resisting the assault of the tribulation lightning.

Immediately after, the second and third bolts of tribulation lightning followed, each fiercer than the last.

Thunder flashed in the sky, the roaring sound deafening.

Si Lingle’s hair was singed by the aftermath of the tribulation lightning, her clothes were torn to rags, and shocking wounds appeared on her body, with blood flowing freely.

Yet she endured the excruciating pain, channeling her Spiritual Energy with all her might, attempting to stabilize the forming Golden Core.

As the Heavenly Tribulation continued to descend, the clouds in the sky grew denser, and the power of the tribulation lightning increased exponentially.

The fourth round of the Heavenly Tribulation began, thirty-six bolts of tribulation lightning shooting towards Si Lingle from all directions like a dense rain of arrows. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Si Lingle could no longer "catch bare blades with her hands," and quickly consumed the Thousand-year-old Spirit Milk, wielding the Qingchu Sword, fighting fiercely against the Heavenly Tribulation.

In the battle against the Heavenly Tribulation, Little Zi flew from Si Lingle’s Divine Sense, heading towards the thick thunderclouds.

Within the thunderclouds, Little Zi captured a smaller strand of Hongmeng Purple Qi, then merged with it. After merging, Little Zi flew back into Si Lingle’s sea of consciousness.

In this thrilling Heavenly Tribulation, Si Lingle’s consciousness gradually became blurry, but only one thought remained in her mind: she must endure and ascend to the Golden Core.

With Little Zi’s return, Si Lingle’s consciousness slowly cleared.

She performed her movement technique, and fought again with the Heavenly Tribulation, and through these battles, Si Lingle comprehended Sword Intent, Thunder Sword Intent.

Si Lingle unleashed Thunder Sword Intent, battling against the Heavenly Tribulations.

Finally, after a long and painful hour, the last bolt of tribulation lightning slowly dissipated.

The dark clouds in the sky also began to scatter, revealing a deep blue sky.

Si Lingle collapsed to the ground, covered in wounds, her breath weak. But she forced herself to rise, sending her Divine Sense into her body, viewing her Dantian internally.

In her Dantian, a golden, round, shiny little sphere floated, emitting a soft glow, appearing very sacred.

When Si Lingle successfully ascended to the Golden Core, it seemed as if the heavens and earth were touched by a mysterious and powerful force, instantaneously stirring up a breathtaking auspicious sky.

The tribulation clouds at the moment of Si Lingle’s breakthrough seemed to be slowly dispelled by an invisible giant hand. The heavy, gloomy clouds began to roll and surge, as if performing a magnificent curtain call.

The originally rampant purple lightning gradually restrained its sharpness, transforming into gentle bands of light that danced and intertwined in the tribulation clouds, like nimble ribbons fluttering elegantly in the sky.

Immediately after, a gorgeous glow rose slowly from the eastern horizon, like a grand picture scroll unfolding slowly in the sky.

The color of the glow was colorful, featuring intense red symbolizing rebirth and vitality; bright orange representing warmth and hope; gentle yellow indicating harvest and joy; and deep blue resembling an endless sea of wisdom.

This colorful glow intertwined and merged, creating an enchanting dream-like spectacle that dyed the entire sky into a beautiful painting.

Under the illumination of the glow, clouds as white as snow gathered from all directions, hovering above Si Lingle’s head.

These clouds varied in shape, some like galloping steeds, majestic and imposing; some like graceful fairies, charming and poised; some like blooming flowers, vibrant and dripping. They floated slowly in the sky, as if cheering and applauding Si Lingle’s successful ascension.

The land seemed to feel this joy too, and the ground, ravaged by the Heavenly Tribulation, suddenly revived with flourishing life; tender green shoots emerged from branches, bright flowers bloomed in competition, the entire world seemed to awaken from slumber, filled with boundless vitality and vigor.