Like a swift arrow, the Heavenly Thunder struck down directly, and Qin Yu, burdened by the terrifying gravity, was utterly unable to move or dodge. From his instant estimation, the Heavenly Thunder was seemingly aimed right at his head.

"Bang!" He only felt a vibration, his eyes fixed on a spot merely three centimeters from his head.

"That was close; nearly cost me my life." Lying on the surface of Huangquan Road, the lightning had struck between Qin Yu’s head and his right arm. Whatever material Huangquan Road was made of, it was barely damaged by the strike of the Heavenly Thunder.

"I almost forgot that the Heavenly Thunder on Huangquan Road isn’t the same as the Heavenly Tribulation’s thunder. The thunder of the Heavenly Tribulation attacks the Tribulation Crossing Cultivator directly, making it impossible to dodge. But the Heavenly Thunder of Huangquan Road strikes without a specific target and has a limited range," Qin Yu realized a glimmer of hope in this moment.

The material of Huangquan Road was peculiar; a bolt of thunder that struck it left merely a slight imprint, as if it were struck by a knife. Moreover, Huanguan Road was non-conductive, so the thunder did not spread, harming others on the road.

Moreover, when a Heavenly Thunder struck, its attack range was merely a few centimeters.

However... although the attack range was small, above was the Heavenly Thunder, below was the Heavenly Fire, and the greatest danger was their sheer number... Walking on Huangquan Road, one must endure the terrifying gravity, moving as slow as a tortoise, and passing it would take a significant amount of time. If one were to be struck by the Heavenly Thunder or caught by the Heavenly Fire, death was certain.

Cautiously, he unleashed his inner strength and muscular energy to counteract the frightening gravity. Qin Yu’s attention was fully focused on the surrounding Heavenly Fire and Heavenly Thunder, his ears carefully tuned to the sounds, judging if the Heavenly Fire was approaching from behind.

Step by step, he moved slowly, cautiously progressing between life and death, under the assault of both Heavenly Fire and Heavenly Thunder.

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Not only was Qin Yu cautious, but at this moment, others on Huangquan Road were also on edge, none daring to be the slightest bit distracted. Among them all, Yan Mo was the calmest.

Yan Mo’s expression was icy, his eyes gleaming, constantly aware of his surroundings.

"No matter what, I must get through this," determination shone in Yan Mo’s eyes, tinged with a hint of blood-red. As a descendant of the Dragon Clan, he knew well the extent of the Dragon Clan’s power, yet he had betrayed them, his pride not permitting him to be commanded by others.

If not victorious, then honorably perished!

"The power of the Heavenly Fire is formidable, especially dangerous when it strikes from the rear, but its speed as it surges upward is slow. If it comes from behind, the position can be discerned just by sound. While Heavenly Thunder is fast and powerful, its attack range is extremely small, and one could avoid death if careful."

Yan Mo moved forward at a consistently even pace.

A bolt of Heavenly Thunder struck, and as he calmly moved forward, Yan Mo’s face suddenly flushed, his Inner Strength reaching its peak, all his power focused on his right arm to shake it off fiercely, his body naturally swaying, "It should be about one centimeter away, a safe distance."

The thunder missed Yan Mo’s waist by barely a centimeter.

Accustomed to battling on the edge of life and death, Yan Mo’s calculating ability was fearsome.

Though the gravity was intense, making walking very slow, it was not yet unbearable for everyone. Holding up at critical moments was still possible, and that desperately summoned energy could be lifesaving.

The Heavenly Fire was slightly easier to dodge, the Heavenly Thunder somewhat more difficult.

Yan Mo’s eyes remained cold and steady, continuing to advance at a uniform pace. He was like a slow-moving venomous snake, merely needing to slightly adjust at critical moments to avoid vital points. Surprisingly safely, Yan Mo had covered a distance of twenty meters. If this continued, Yan Mo was the most likely to succeed, but—

"Not good."

Yan Mo’s expression changed. A dense red mist was floating above the Skyfire Magma River, matching the height of Huangquan Road, and now a large swath of red mist had drifted to his location, engulfing his surroundings. Visibility above instantaneously decreased.

"This mist is too thick; it’s impossible to see the Heavenly Thunder from afar, and while it’s visible up close, it’s too late to dodge by then." Even now, Yan Mo kept his calm, but what could he do as the red mist drifted over his head?

Blame heaven and earth?

Or accept it all and think of a plan based on the reality.

"It’s all down to luck now," Yan Mo cautiously stared around, his gaze penetrating through the dense red mist as he carefully moved forward. Over time, Yan Mo gradually made his way out of the range of the red mist.

Bolts of Heavenly Thunder struck down, several bolts striking around Yan Mo’s body, and even one bolt grazed past the corner of Yan Mo’s eye.

"Finally out."

When Yan Mo emerged from the red mist, he felt a bit relieved, but right then, in the corner of his eye, he spotted another Huangquan Road to his right, a hundred meters away, with someone on it—Green Dragon Yan Lang.

"It’s Yan Lang, he has also made it this far," Yan Mo said with a slight smile, focusing his attention on the Heavenly Thunder and Heavenly Fire around him, having no spare energy to worry about others.

"Ah!"

A scream, and Yan Mo’s expression changed as he glanced slightly to the right.

Yan Lang, who had just been on the Huangquan Road, had now vanished. The road lay eerily empty; there was no one above it anymore.

"Yan Lang has died!" Yan Mo was shocked.

It was an indescribable feeling; even though back in the Illusionary Demon Realm, he nearly succumbed to demonization, Yan Mo had still helped the Green Dragon, and now the Green Dragon whom Yan Mo had saved did not die back then, had just died on Huangquan Road.

A flash of cold light in Yan Mo’s eyes, his face seemed to be covered in frost as he continued to move forward.

"Fire from the left," Yan Mo’s ears twitched, and his body relaxed suddenly, giving up resisting gravity, and his whole body instantly flopped down due to the gravity while a streak of Heavenly Fire shot past above his body from the left.

When he stood up, Yan Mo discovered another Huangquan Road a distance away on his left, and on that road was an old acquaintance—Elder Qian Xu.

It seemed that Elder Qian Xu had traveled a slightly longer distance than Yan Mo, already halfway through.

At this very moment, six or seven bolts of Heavenly Thunder shot directly toward Yan Mo, some in front of him, some behind him, surrounding Yan Mo’s location...

In essence, at this moment, the group of Heavenly Thunders completely enveloped Yan Mo—his death seemed certain!

It’s not that multiple Heavenly Thunders striking together hadn’t occurred, but that multiple Heavenly Thunders targeted the only person on Huangquan Road, and then cunningly encircled him, was an undeniable move by the heavens to end him, making Yan Mo’s face change drastically.

A loud rumble was heard as six or seven bolts of Heavenly Thunder directly struck that spot, however, at that moment, Yan Mo’s figure was no longer there.

Only to see... a Black Dragon exceeding hundred meters in length, completely coiling around that Huangquan Road, its body long like a rope, naturally twisting and coiling, with part of its body above and part below the road.

At the spot where Yan Mo had been, the body of the dragon was just beneath the Huangquan Road, while the six or seven bouts of Heavenly Thunder struck nothing but air.

In the blink of an eye, the massive body of the dragon transformed back into a human form.

The usually calm Yan Mo was now sweating from his forehead.

Too dangerous!

Transforming into a dragon’s body, though he could use this move to dodge the Heavenly Thunder’s strikes, the dragon body was long, thus presenting a large area exposed to attacks. Just now, Yan Mo’s calculation was too precise; he had transformed into a dragon’s body right before the Heavenly Thunder struck, and reverted to his human form right after the six or seven bolts had cleaved through.

Moreover, the position in which the dragon body was coiled was also determined by the surrounding Heavenly Thunders and Heavenly Fires at that moment.

Yet, even so, the dragon’s body was too large, still making it highly likely to be struck. However, faced with death, Yan Mo gambled everything on a slim chance of survival.

Just that moment!

Yan Mo transformed into a dragon’s body, and in a blink, back to human form. At that moment, he succeeded, the coiling just right to avoid danger and because the time was so short, he was surprisingly not hit by either the Heavenly Thunder or Heavenly Fire. This was not only a testament to his calculating ability and calmness but also... his luck!

Yan Mo remained calm at this moment, slowly advancing step by step.

The earlier conjunction of Heavenly Thunders striking the sole person on Huangquan Road was a rare occurrence; having it happen a second time was almost impossible. But Yan Mo dared not slacken even a bit, for slackening was akin to suicide!

...

Lady Yan Ji suffered a great loss.

Her initial calculations had been perfect, given the abundance of Heavenly Thunders and Fires, theorizing that the smaller the body, the greater the advantage. She immediately transformed into the figure of a small child, ready to brave the perilous Huangquan Road.

But she was wrong.

Although her Transformation Technique was good, no expert, when transforming into other forms, is more familiar than with their own body, which is the strongest form one can perform in. Transformed into the body of a child, Lady Yan Ji could still muster 80% of her power.

However, the gravity was naturally assessed based on Lady Yan Ji’s power. Logically, she could barely walk when using her full strength. Now, in a child’s form, she couldn’t even walk. Just as she stopped for a moment, a bolt of Heavenly Thunder struck.

A bolt of Heavenly Thunder comparable to the Ninety-nine Tribulations.

Luckily, Lady Yan Ji’s strength was not like Qin Yu and others’, who couldn’t withstand a single strike. Lady Yan Ji actually withstood a strike of Heavenly Thunder, but she instantly reverted to her original body to harness a hundred percent of her power.

To resist this gravity, not only her internal strength was needed, but also the physical strength was crucial.

The gravity set by Immortal Emperor Ni Yang in this deadly trap was assessed based on the combination of internal strength and physical strength. This was also why Qin Yu and Yan Mo, despite their formidable bodies, still found it extremely difficult to move.

After withstanding a strike of Heavenly Thunder, Lady Yan Ji on the shore of the Skyfire Magma River ate a Spirit Pill to recover some of her power that was lost, making her journey forward even more challenging. Coming all this way, Lady Yan Ji indeed struggled massively, but apart from the initial mistake, she made no others and nearly covered half the distance without error.

Not making a mistake didn’t mean Lady Yan Ji’s journey was easy; she encountered numerous dangers along the way.

At the moment, Lady Yan Ji was left with only one arm.

The reason for being one-armed was when she was approaching nearly twenty to thirty meters away, three to four bouts of Heavenly Fire assaulted her. Although she could dodge one or two Heavenly Fires, there were too many of them; Lady Yan Ji had initially gambled with her life.

In the end, she still was hit by a Heavenly Fire. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

The Heavenly Fire was extremely strange; once it touched the body, it would scorch various parts and spread.

Even Heavenly Immortals and First Level Heavenly Demons dared not resist the Heavenly Fire lightly. Although Lady Yan Ji was a First Level Heavenly Demon, she was severely injured. She had no confidence in her own power to counter the Heavenly Fire, and at that moment—

She amputated her shoulder, sacrificing the arm that was hit by the Heavenly Fire.

Independent Immortals and Independent Demons, their bodies being condensations of energy, could easily disconnect.

Having severed her arm, Lady Yan Ji did not wish to waste energy reforming it. After all, at this moment, strength was critical, and having lost an arm, the surface area vulnerable to attack was now reduced.

...

Various experts like Yan Mo, Yida, Qin Yu, Lady Yan Ji, Huo Can, Elder Qian Xu, Green Dragon Yan Lang, Li’er, and others entered Huangquan Road where each encountered their own dangers. Some avoided them while others met their demise.

At this moment, Qin Yu witnessed a scene that stunned him.

Among the floating red mist on his right, Qin Yu glimpsed a distant Huangquan Road where he spotted a familiar figure. He was one hundred percent sure it was Li’er on that road!

At this moment, numerous Heavenly Thunders struck directly down at the spot where Li’er was.

Numerous bolts of Heavenly Thunder targeting Li’er?

Qin Yu felt a blank in his mind, yet at that moment, the thick red mist slowly drifted, blocking his line of sight to Huangquan Road no matter how hard Qin Yu tried. He was now only five to six meters from the opposite bank.

"Li’er, is she alive or dead? That’s right, she still has her Protective Dharma Treasure," Qin Yu thought frantically but tried to calm himself.

"My defenses are not as good as Li’er’s, and I survived. Li’er must be fine."

However, at that moment, several bolts of Heavenly Fire rushed from the side. Distracted by thoughts of Li’er, Qin Yu reacted slowly. The Heavenly Fire aimed low, making it futile for Qin Yu to even lie down. If he hadn’t been distracted and had kept moving slowly, the Heavenly Fire would not have reached him.

But now, it was too late.

In that moment, a fierce look flashed in Qin Yu’s eyes as he cried out violently, his body tilting sideways as he surrendered to the gravity. Already narrow, Huangquan Road offered no resistance to Qin Yu’s force, and he immediately fell to the side, plummeting swiftly toward the river of Skyfire Magma below.

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People from other dorms also come over to play games in our room, and Fang Qie doesn’t want to fallout with classmates. Studying in the school’s study room lacks atmosphere, which is really annoying, and some people in the book area keep attacking, making me even more irritable...

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