If he continues to stubbornly refuse to use his master's natal golden talisman, then the next bolt of heavenly lightning will probably just smash him to pieces.
He sighed inwardly, and with a wave of his hand, the golden talisman of his natal money, shimmering with golden light, was sent flying towards the sky.
Having cultivated diligently for nearly a thousand years, absorbing and transforming countless energies of heaven and earth daily, his natal golden talisman possessed an extraordinary and powerful spiritual force, easily comparable to even ordinary eighth or ninth-grade magic artifacts. This is why he confidently told Xiao Wenbing that this natal golden talisman alone was sufficient to withstand the first four tribulations of the Heavenly Tribulation.
Of course, if it were any other magic weapon of the same level, with Xiao Wenbing's current skill level, he wouldn't be able to unleash even a tenth of its power. But the natal golden talisman is different; its function is somewhat similar to the life-saving golden talisman passed down from the Immortal Realm by the White Crane Immortal.
Even Xiao Wenbing could unleash more than five percent of its power, and that fifty percent power alone was enough for him to withstand the first few heavenly lightning strikes.
"boom……"
Perhaps because Xiao Wenbing single-handedly withstood the first bolt of heavenly lightning, the second bolt, accompanied by flashes of electricity, slammed down upon him.
While cursing inwardly, Xiao Wenbing urged his natal golden talisman to meet the attack with all his might.
"Thump..."
This time, the earth-shattering roar carried far and wide. The power of the heavenly thunder far surpassed that of the first time.
However, compared to Xiao Wenbing's disheveled appearance, where he had exhausted all his efforts, the old Taoist Xianyun's natal golden talisman appeared much more stable.
Faced with such overwhelming power of heaven and earth, the protective shield, shimmering with layers of golden light, only trembled slightly before returning to complete calm.
"Ah..." Xiao Wenbing let out a long sigh of despair: "Truly worthy of being my master, this natal golden talisman is indeed remarkable. If I had copied a few more copies earlier, I wouldn't have to worry about heavenly tribulations, or even earthly tribulations, human tribulations, divine tribulations, and ghost tribulations all coming at once."
The old Taoist priest, Xianyun, shuddered in the distance. He frowned and thought to himself, "The heavenly tribulation is indeed powerful. The second heavenly tribulation has already caused the protective barrier to fluctuate. I really don't know how I will resist the tribulations that follow."
"Boom..."
As if the heavens were enraged, even the thunder sounded different this time. The heavy clouds in the sky grew thicker and thicker, and seemed to be getting closer and closer to Xiao Wenbing. The whole world seemed to be filled with a thick darkness.
"Thump..."
The third bolt of heavenly lightning struck the protective net of the natal golden talisman heavily, causing the protective round table to shake rapidly. The golden light that filled the sky dimmed instantly, and the dark aura seemed to intensify.
However, after the continuous power of the heavenly thunder subsided, the natal golden talisman began to flutter, rapidly absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and its golden light intensified once again.
Xiao Wenbing slapped his thigh and shouted, "Inhale, inhale quickly..." He had a sudden inspiration, and with a flick of his wrist, he actually took out the natal golden talisman from his dantian. With a wave of his hand, the power in the golden talisman surged upwards.
Although his strength was nowhere near the same level as the old Taoist's golden talisman, they were still from the same school and, as a backup force, he still played a role.
As the first bolt of heavenly lightning gradually formed in the sky, the old Taoist Xianyun's natal golden talisman had already recovered seventy or eighty percent of its power.
Such speed far exceeded Xiao Wenbingbo's expectations. He never imagined that when the energy of the golden talisman reached an extremely high level, even the recovery speed would increase significantly.
In the distance, the Tianyi Sect Master and Zhang Daoren, among others, were extremely worried, but none of them dared to approach easily.
What they fear is that if they approach rashly, it might trigger a new series of calamities, which would be truly disheartening—like someone who's tired of living.
Finally, when the thundercloud storm formed once again, it unleashed a fourth bolt of heavenly lightning, far exceeding the combined power of the previous three heavenly tribulations.
A massive, dazzling bolt of lightning, accompanied by deafening thunder, carrying earth-shattering energy, crashed down all at once.
"Thump..."
This time, a loud bang echoed far and wide. The Heavenly One Sect Master and other old Daoists undergoing tribulation felt their hearts pounding with fear, realizing something was wrong. They retreated rapidly, instantly covering a hundred miles. The old Daoist Xianyun was also startled. Above his head, a faint, thick fog began to gather.
He looked up at the sky, his face expressionless, neither happy nor sad.
The old Taoist priest naturally knew that his natal golden talisman had been severely damaged by the immensely powerful heavenly lightning. And due to the pull of the energy, once the natal golden talisman shattered, his heavenly tribulation would soon follow.
He sighed softly. After all, he hadn't personally used his natal golden talisman; otherwise, how could he have ended up in such a sorry state at only the fourth Heavenly Tribulation?
The thick cloud in the sky had not yet dispersed when the fifth tribulation, that terrifying fifth tribulation, indeed appeared.
He gazed ahead, and at that moment, the only thing on his mind was Xiao Wenbing, that child. What choice should he make?
The specks of golden light gradually dissipated under the pressure of the heavenly thunder.
Looking at the thick clouds overhead that kept coming together again and again, Xiao Wenbing felt a chill run down his spine.
Wenbing, remember my words. If it's the Four Thunder Tribulation, you can withstand it using my natal golden talisman. But if it's the Five Thunder Tribulation, then…
You can use your life-saving talisman to save one person, and use my personal talisman to protect yourself. As for the rest, you don't need to worry about them.
"The Five Thunder Tribulation?" A bitter smile appeared on Xiao Wenbing's face as his gaze swept over the two women's calm faces: "Choosing one of the two, this is truly a difficult choice."
The bitterness on Xiao Wenbing's face gradually faded. He looked at the thunderclouds that were now clearly visible in the sky and suddenly shouted, "You damn heavens, do you think the Five Thunder Tribulation is so great? Let me tell you, I'm not even afraid of the Nine Heavens Thunder and Fire Tribulation."
After shouting these bold words, Xiao Wenbing took out his life-saving golden talisman and slowly released it, the talisman rising gently in his hand. Although the concentration of this golden light could not compare to the old Taoist's natal golden talisman, in terms of power, the old Taoist's natal golden talisman, which had been condensed through a thousand years of arduous cultivation, was still inferior to this golden talisman drawn by the White Crane Ancestor from the Immortal Realm.
Items from the celestial realm are indeed extraordinary. The spiritual energy of immortals is on a completely different level compared to the spiritual energy of cultivators. No matter how powerful the spiritual energy is, it cannot compare to that life-saving golden talisman containing the spiritual energy of immortals.
Looking at the faint golden light before him, Xiao Wenbing's gaze swept over the faces of the two women.
Which one should I give it to?
He let out a long, somber sigh, took a step forward, gazed at Zhang Yaqi's elegant face, and slowly leaned in to gently touch her soft, moist lips.
He took a step back, flicked his finger, and the golden light slowly moved to Zhang Yaqi's head. As his divine sense passed over her, the soft golden light cascaded down like a waterfall, completely enveloping Zhang Yaqi's body.
With a slight wave of his hand, the golden talisman that had been hanging high above his head descended. The golden talisman, which the old Taoist had cultivated with his life, had dimmed considerably after experiencing three heavenly upheavals. Xiao Wenbing chuckled and muttered to himself, "If it's just to save one person, it should be enough, right?"
He walked up to Feng Baiyi, and her stunningly beautiful face came into view, causing his heart to ache for a moment for no apparent reason.
He leaned in, but was still inches away from her rosy cheeks when he was unexpectedly moved and felt a pang of guilt. He gritted his teeth, turned his head, and kissed her fair and delicate face hard.
With another flick of his finger, the old Taoist's natal golden talisman, along with his own small golden talisman, flew to the top of Feng Baiyi's head.
With a thought, the golden light of the natal golden talisman began to shrink and overlap. The golden light that originally enveloped the three people and the demon gradually overlapped until, in the end, it only enveloped Feng Baiyi.
The area shrank, and the previously dim golden light became intense again.
Xiao Wenbing nodded in satisfaction. Such a concentration of golden light should be able to withstand this heavenly lightning.
However, he did not notice that a faint blush suddenly appeared on the stunning face bathed in golden light.
His gaze finally settled on the enormous luminous chrysalis. Xiao Wenbing sighed and said, "Butterfly Fairy, Butterfly Fairy, it's not that I don't want to help you, but I'm already in dire straits myself. You'll have to face this final calamity on your own."
Although this guy was the culprit, Xiao Wenbing strangely felt no resentment at this moment.
Looking up at the sky, a glimmer of light could be faintly seen from the thunderclouds and storm; the fifth bolt of lightning had finally appeared.
Volume 4, Chapter 126: Divine Artifacts Blocking Lightning
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With a flick of his wrist, Xiao Wenbing produced an ancient-looking small bronze mirror. He gently stroked the mirror, murmuring, "Mirror God, Mirror God, you once said that nothing in this realm could harm you. Now, go and test the power of the Heavenly Tribulation. I hope you were telling the truth."
He hesitated visibly for a moment, then said, "If you accidentally break it, please don't blame me. Blame God. Of course, I also hope you can protect me, because... my life depends on you."
He raised his head again, a rare ferocity appearing on his face. His voice was so low no one could hear him, "A heavenly tribulation? Then let me see whether the heavenly tribulation is more powerful, or the divine artifact is more sturdy."
Xiao Wenbing slowly rose to the top of everyone's heads, holding up the small bronze mirror to await the final strike of the heavenly lightning.
"Boom..." A huge sound rang out for the fifth time above his head.
Accompanied by boundless pressure, the fifth, unimaginably thick bolt of heavenly lightning finally crashed down like Mount Tai.
"Mirror God, please don't lie to me, please don't tell a lie," Xiao Wenbing whispered. His eyes were wide open, staring at the terrifying lightning bolt coming straight at him. Deep in his eyes was a deep fear, but his body remained as still as a mountain, never once showing any intention of dodging.
Because behind him were the people he cared about, so... he had nowhere left to retreat.
Suddenly, he seemed to see a white shadow out of the corner of his eye, as if something had passed over his body and was rushing towards the heavenly lightning.
Who is this? They seem so familiar…
Xiao Wenbing was shocked. He looked down and saw that under the protection of the old Taoist Xianyun's natal golden talisman, which was surrounded by a dense golden light, it was now completely empty.
Feng Baiyi, without anyone knowing when, had actually woken up.
Xiao Wenbing looked up in surprise. In the sky, the menacing bolt of lightning roared, yet amidst the layers of lightning and thunder, a white figure appeared and disappeared. In that sea of lightning, Feng Baiyi, wielding a celestial sword, danced gracefully.
The tip of the sword in her hand seemed to possess some mysterious power, attracting endless lightning with each swing.
Xiao Wenbing stared in disbelief at the sky. Powerful lightning swirled around Feng Baiyi, its power diminishing with each rotation. The once overwhelming lightning was rapidly dissipating and weakening.
She seemed to be shaking her head slightly, and Xiao Wenbing was extremely relieved. He hadn't expected her to possess such an incredibly skillful and subtle technique; it seemed their lives were saved…
"Lightning Summoning Technique..."
The Tianyi Sect Master and the others in the distance breathed a sigh of relief. Now that the Tianting Palace's world-renowned ultimate technique had appeared, they should be able to get through this ordeal.
The old Taoist priest Xianyun was surprised to see the thunderclouds above his head gradually dissipating. He couldn't help but put his worries aside. Feng Baiyi had finally woken up. This kid was quite lucky.
However, being outside the thunderclouds, they couldn't see the scene amidst the churning clouds, but Xiao Wenbing's face showed no sign of relief.
Because he clearly saw that Feng Baiyi's figure was getting slower and slower, and the immortal sword in her hand was as heavy as a thousand pounds.
The fifth heavenly lightning bolt had already shrunk by more than half, but Feng Baiyi was exhausted and could barely move.
Xiao Wenbing's gaze was fixed on that white dot in the sky. Suddenly, he moved, his spiritual power surging at high speed. Holding the small uranium mirror, he rushed into the lightning-streaked thundercloud.
Below him, the Qiankun Ring suddenly flashed with a brilliant color, seemingly lifting up slightly, but then, as if restrained by some force, it sank back down powerlessly.
Quietly, as if nothing had ever happened...
Feng Baiyi's hand grew heavier and heavier. Her body already contained far too much lightning. Although she possessed a rare lightning-attribute physique, her cultivation was too profound, preventing her from absorbing the immense spiritual power of the entire Five Tribulations Heavenly Lightning. #^%@@# Seemingly having reached her limit, her wrist suddenly stopped, and the immortal sword in her hand instantly shattered into countless fragments. Without its master's guidance, the immortal sword could no longer withstand the impact of the lightning.
Feng Baiyi was prepared for this. Her expression remained unchanged as she withdrew her hands and suddenly made a strange gesture in front of her chest, like an orchid in full bloom, with her palms facing each other and a strange white dot faintly visible inside.
The lightning bolts swirling in the sky seemed to be drawn by a mysterious force, emitting a strange fluctuation.
However, at that moment, Feng Baiyi's waist suddenly tightened, and she was being held firmly in someone's arms.
Feng Baiyi was startled, suddenly smelling a strong masculine scent. Faintly, she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of her eye.
With their minds in disarray, the mysterious power that had been gathered between them instantly vanished.
She looked up and saw Xiao Wenbing's resolute profile.
What are you doing here...?
She silently thought to herself, "Even the residual power of the fifth heavenly tribulation is not something you can withstand."
Seeing the lightning bolts, now freed from their traction, hurtling towards them again, she felt strangely calm.
As if she were tired, or as if she had found a support, a smile appeared on her lips. She closed her eyes and buried her head in his chest.
However, at this moment, Xiao Wenbing was completely oblivious to the deep affection of the beauty in his arms. He gritted his teeth, and with a thought, his supernatural power swept across the small bronze mirror, where a white light appeared and instantly condensed into a human figure.