Soul Land V: Rebirth of Tang San

After two rounds of lightning tribulation, her body had already started to experience significant overload.

Just at that moment, the sky seemed to have suddenly come to a standstill, as if everything around had fallen into a brief moment of suspension.

And in her ear, a voice came through, a familiar voice. Discover hidden stories at empire

"Ten..."

It was Tang San's voice, and she instinctively looked towards Tang San.

"Nine..." As she set eyes on Tang San, he had already spoken the second number. And at that moment, Pretty Girl saw above Tang San's head a glittering ball of light with seven-colored brilliance, emitting a strange radiance. A unique wave surged upward, making everything around seem momentarily still.

As the master of space, she even felt that it wasn't the thunder tribulation that had stopped, but rather herself who seemed to be enveloped inside a special space, temporarily isolated from the tribulation.

"Eight..." Tang San's voice rose once more.

Pretty Girl, being extremely intelligent, had already understood what he was doing. The Heavenly Mechanism Dance resumed with full effort, quickly neutralizing the residual power of the thunderbolt within her and traces of the Divine Power, swiftly returning herself to peak condition, while at the same time elevating her own strength rapidly during the process of absorption.

What Tang San was doing was buying her time, not resolving the lightning tribulation for her, but giving her an opportunity to catch her breath under the tribulation, to digest and absorb as quickly as possible, enhancing herself while recovering to optimal condition for the forthcoming challenges of the tribulation.

"Seven..." Pretty Girl's absorption speed was still very fast. The reason for the continuous build-up before was that she simply had no more time to digest. But now, undergoing the transformation into a god, she was in one of the best possible states.

"Six..." The white tiger finally regained its vigor. Its gold radiance was quickly retracted, causing its black stripes to gradually turn to a dark gold, and the aura of slaughter concentrated towards the direction of its eyes. At that moment, the white tiger seemed to not only be no longer ephemeral, but becoming extremely solid. Its body was still white, but around it flickered a faint golden halo, and its eyes had turned to gold.

"Five..." The thunder around Pretty Girl's body gradually disappeared, and the aura expanding around her body once again turned silver. Her beautiful eyes lit up, her hair floated behind her head, and the traces of fatigue had vanished, leaving her more spirited.

"Four..." Pretty Girl took a deep breath, dancing even faster, suppressing the desire of the Heavenly Mechanism Feather to come forth, and with hands conducting through the air, a stronger space power gathered quickly.

"Three..." The silver aura on the ground began to boil, with numerous spatial fluctuations appearing, and even within the silver aura, some pitch-black spatial cracks could be seen. This was a sign of space power reaching an extreme concentration.

"Two..." Pretty Girl's delicate body floated up slightly, the golden light completely faded from the white tiger, but on her own body, a white radiance emerged, filled with a sharp, murderous aura—her own aura of slaughter.

"One..."

All the changes in time returned to normal in that instant, and the thunderbolt in the sky roared, exploding almost immediately.

No longer a combination of scattered lightning, a golden thunderbolt as thick as a bucket, like a long spear piercing through heaven and earth, fell from the sky. Wherever it passed, space shattered, bringing swathes of distorted light rays, directly targeting Pretty Girl.

The third round, Power of Thunderbolt! A pure burst of energy, without the explosion of slaughter aura and lightning, just a pure bombardment, the most simple force of oppression.

Pretty Girl pushed out with both hands, and the space power around her body instantly transformed into a silver-colored storm, sweeping upward like a tornado.

"Boom..." Silver light exploded, turning into countless specks of light scattering in all directions, while the golden streak still fell, smashing Pretty Girl back to the ground—this was the seventeenth thunderbolt, and also the first of the third round.

Pretty Girl's face changed slightly; she knew this was something she couldn't resist head-on. Immediately following, the second thunderbolt roared down, even more formidable than the previous one.

If it weren't for the ten seconds of rest Tang San brought her, Pretty Girl felt she might not be able to hold on by now.

With the Heavenly Mechanism Dance beneath her feet, she twisted her lithe body as a huge white tiger soared into the sky, biting the thunderbolt. In the next instant, the white tiger turned into a terrifying destructive aura surging into the heavens, vanishing along with the thunderbolt. Pretty Girl let out a muffled grunt, and the figure of the white tiger condensed once more beside her, albeit noticeably more ethereal. She had used the previously accumulated slaughtering energy to withstand the thunderbolt.

However, after this buffer, the spatial fluctuations around Pretty Girl's body reconverged, with specks of brilliant stars twinkling brightly. Behind her, rows of feathers spread out, with each feather's eye erupting in dazzling silver light. They transformed into stars rising into the sky.

The nineteenth thunderbolt descended from the sky with even greater destructive force, but this time, the silver light twisted, performing the Heaven Shifting Star Move. The golden thunderbolt was instantly displaced and directed toward the distance, striking the void.

To dissolve the attack of pure power, the best method is indeed using minimal force to redirect an overwhelmingly greater one.

A hint of flush rose on Pretty Girl's lovely face, but her eyes still shone with unwavering determination. Her nature was resilient; the greater the difficulty, the more she faced it head-on.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Seeing this, Tang San's face revealed a smile. He wiped away the nosebleed he had and cleaned it off.

The time-space marker wrapped in the Seven-Colored Heavenly Flame Liquid on his head had already been withdrawn; this was all the power he could utilize after days of refining. Moreover, given his current condition, he could only use it that one time, securing Pretty Girl those ten seconds of rest.

As the protector of Pretty Girl, he had naturally prepared extremely well, even more thoroughly than the Peacock Demon King, Pretty Girl's father.

It wasn't that the Peacock Demon King didn't want to prepare for his daughter, but he simply didn't know the kind of terrifying tribulation she would face. For an ordinary member of the Peacock Demon Clan undergoing tribulation, they would have completed it by now; such intensity would be impossible.

Relatively speaking, within these six rounds of thunder tribulation, the third round was actually the easiest for Pretty Girl to withstand. The Peacock Demon Clan's Divine Skill of Astral Swapping was best at resolving pure power attacks, using minimal force to counter the most powerful attacks. Hence, seeing Pretty Girl successfully redirect the third thunderbolt, Tang San understood that she should have no problems with this third round.

Tang San closed his eyes and took a deep breath, adjusting his own condition, while his divine consciousness spread out into the ocean.

Within the Endless Blue Ocean, the creatures surrounding the small island had long fled due to the arrival of the tribulation, but through the attraction of the seawater, Tang San still felt the numerous spiritual fluctuations from the faraway Sea Clan through his divine consciousness. Drawing on these fluctuations, a vast amount of Spiritual Power converged upon him, enhancing his own divine consciousness.

The Six Harmonies and Eight Desolate Golden Devastation Tribulation, the true challenge lay in the last three rounds; these three rounds of thunder tribulation could turn Pretty Girl to ash at any moment. To withstand them, relying solely on her own power was impossible. Such a tribulation, so terrifying, was meant by the plane to utterly destroy her.

Planar power is an invisible existence, defending the safety of the plane. Any entity that disrupts the balance of the plane will suffer its backlash.

It's impossible to confront the power of an entire plane; conversely, a plane couldn't directly kill a living being out of thin air. It could only influence through special events, like now, using the opportunity of the tribulation to completely eradicate the unstable elements. The difficulties Tang San faced in his tribulation were even greater than Pretty Girl's, as he, carrying divine consciousness, came to this plane, and was thus rejected by the plane.