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Chapter 629: Chapter 629: The Heavenly Tribulation

The terrifying battle raged on for three days and three nights. Fighting against oneself wasn\'t an easy feat, but starting three days ago, the spatial body seemed to be restricted everywhere.

Although the opponent was identical to himself, it was mysteriously suppressed by Ye Qingcheng.

Had Ye Qingcheng discovered his flaws and attacked them relentlessly? People didn\'t understand, but they could see that the spatial body was being forced back step by step, accumulating more and more wounds.

"Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz..."

Ye Qingcheng\'s sword pierced through the spatial body\'s torso, ending the battle.

Ye Qingcheng had won.

After the Slaughtering Immortal Sword pierced through the opponent\'s body, Ye Qingcheng closed his eyes briefly. Three breaths later, he slowly opened them. The brilliance in his eyes was gone, replaced by a simple and unpretentious look.

Ye Qingcheng had broken through in his state of mind! He had become even more formidable!

The corpse on the Slaughtering Immortal Sword slowly dissipated, as if it had never existed.

Ye Qingcheng looked very calm, but the shattered space around him testified to the intensity of the recent battle.

The Lord of the Everlasting Realm was indeed powerful to this extent.

Gradually, the space around them began to stabilize, everything returning to the previous standoff.

But now, the white chess piece at Nangong Sheng\'s fingertip had been replaced by a black one.

"Breaking through during battle? Lord Ye, what remarkable talent!" Nangong Sheng said.

"Thank you for your assistance. However, the Everlasting Realm is determined to obtain the Earth Book this time. Lord Nangong, I hope you won\'t take offense! The thirty-fifth move, I don\'t think Lord Nangong will end it here, will you?" Ye Qingcheng stared at Nangong Sheng.

Ye Qingcheng had just broken through in his state of mind, his strength had risen again. At this moment, he needed a strong opponent, the stronger, the better. Naturally, Nangong Sheng was the best choice.

"Of course not. There\'s still the thirty-sixth move. Lord Ye, be prepared!" Nangong Sheng said with a smile.

The thirty-sixth move? When Zhong Shan and the others heard this, they couldn\'t help but frown. Was there an even stronger formation than the previous one?

Ye Qingcheng was extremely solemn. Others only saw it, but Ye Qingcheng experienced it firsthand. The Celestial Chess Formation was incredibly powerful. With each move, the formation\'s attack and kill momentum changed unpredictably, becoming exponentially stronger. He had relied on the Slaughtering Immortal Sword to face ordinary immortals without defeat, even surpassing them.

However, the Celestial Chess Formation was exceptionally powerful. He had fought through to the thirty-fifth move, narrowly making it through. The thirty-fifth move, his own self? It had truly scared him earlier. That was the Slaughtering Immortal Sword, and it could even be simulated?

And now, the thirty-sixth move? Ye Qingcheng didn\'t dare to be careless, waiting for Nangong Sheng to make his move.

Nangong Sheng looked at Ye Qingcheng, smiling slightly. The black chess piece in his hand gently fell into the void.

The void once again displayed the previous illusion, a strange chessboard, with the black piece falling.

"Snap!"

With the sound of the chess piece falling, the entire surging sea of blood began to churn again. Countless islands sank once more, countless islands resurfaced, and the surrounding layout changed abruptly. The previous pillar of red light disappeared.

In its place was an oppressive atmosphere, extremely suffocating, making it hard to breathe. Even Zhong Shan and the others, who were far away, felt the heavy oppression, retreating continuously.

The presence of an immortal? Could this be the might of an immortal?

Ye Qingcheng remained exceedingly vigilant, scanning the surroundings with wide eyes.

Suddenly, a strong wind swept through the area, and a chill made Ye Qingcheng\'s hair stand on end. A vast pressure descended from the sky!

Ye Qingcheng abruptly looked up towards the heavens. Upon seeing what lay above, his mouth gaped open in astonishment.

The thirty-sixth move? No way!

In the sky, out of nowhere, an endless mass of black clouds began to gather. The clouds thickened and expanded, filled with countless flashes of lightning. An apocalyptic pressure descended from the heavens.

"What... what is this?" Ye Qingcheng felt an immense threat, his heart filled with horror as he cried out.

Nangong Sheng glanced confidently at Ye Qingcheng and smiled faintly. "The Celestial Chess Formation, the thirty-sixth move: the Heavenly Tribulation."

The thirty-sixth move, the Heavenly Tribulation?

Nangong Sheng\'s voice wasn\'t loud, but it carried across the entire scene, even reaching the surrounding area. This was a warning from Nangong Sheng, deliberately spreading the message to deter outsiders from interfering.

The Heavenly Tribulation?

What did it mean? Nangong Sheng used a formation to summon a Heavenly Tribulation, intending to strike down Ye Qingcheng?

"A Heavenly Tribulation? Is this real?" Xianxian exclaimed in shock.

"It\'s real!" Yin Luorie responded in astonishment.

"It\'s fake!" Gu Qianyou shook his head, analyzing the situation.

Not only Zhong Shan\'s group, but numerous powerful individuals outside were also discussing this topic. Was it real or fake?

Ye Qingcheng was also looking at the sky with uncertainty.

Real? Fake? The thirty-sixth move, the Heavenly Tribulation?

Ye Qingcheng had already considered this formation to be immensely powerful, but each of Nangong Sheng\'s moves shattered his expectations, elevating the formation\'s power to unimaginable heights. And now, he even brought out the Heavenly Tribulation?

Ye Qingcheng\'s eyes were filled with surprise, his expression constantly changing as if contemplating something.

His heart was in turmoil, but the Heavenly Tribulation wouldn\'t wait for him.

"Boom!"

A thunderous explosion echoed as a hundred-foot-wide purple lightning bolt shot out from the black clouds. Like a purple dragon, it descended from the sky, hurtling towards Ye Qingcheng. The purple lightning dragon caused massive spatial tremors and left dark streaks in its wake.

"Boom!"

The Slaughtering Immortal Sword shot up to meet the purple lightning dragon, clashing fiercely. The powerful collision forced Ye Qingcheng to sink a hundred feet, while the purple lightning dragon perished under the might of the Slaughtering Immortal Sword.

A massive black hole was left in the sky, continuously drawing in and absorbing the surrounding space to fill itself.

Everyone outside felt the immense power of this \'Heavenly Tribulation,\' their mouths agape, hearts filled with terror.

"Ye Qingcheng has lost," Zhong Shan said calmly.

"Huh?" Everyone was slightly puzzled.

"Lord Nangong, my apologies. The Everlasting Realm will withdraw," Ye Qingcheng said, stepping back and addressing Nangong Sheng.

Huh? Almost everyone was stunned. Nangong Sheng hadn\'t shown any signs of defeat, so why was Ye Qingcheng backing down?

Nangong Sheng looked at Ye Qingcheng, smiled faintly, and finally nodded. With a flick of his sleeve, the thunderclouds in the sky suddenly dispersed. At this moment, everyone understood that it was merely a formation, not a real Heavenly Tribulation. Otherwise, even immortals wouldn\'t be able to intervene in a real Heavenly Tribulation.

"Why did Ye Qingcheng admit defeat?" Xianxian frowned.

"Ye Qingcheng had no choice but to admit defeat," Gu Qianyou explained.

"Oh?"

"This Heavenly Tribulation needs to be considered from two perspectives. If it were a real Heavenly Tribulation, Ye Qingcheng definitely wouldn\'t want to face it now. Although he has the ability to pass through it, once he does, he will become an immortal. That would mean he\'d be rejected by the Minor World and wouldn\'t be able to stay here for long. Ye Qingcheng surely doesn\'t want to act impulsively and force himself out of the Minor World when he still has unfinished business here. So, in the face of a real Heavenly Tribulation, Ye Qingcheng would definitely admit defeat," Gu Qianyou explained.

"But isn\'t this a fake Heavenly Tribulation?" Xianxian asked, puzzled.

"Fake? It could be fake. If it is, then the simulation by Nangong Sheng is extremely formidable. Ye Qingcheng might be able to pass through it, but to do so, he would have to exert himself fully, even to the point of releasing his natal essence to contend with the \'Heavenly Tribulation.\' The unrestrained energy might reach the heavens and potentially attract a real Heavenly Tribulation. At that point, he would have no choice but to face it. In the Minor World, Heavenly Extreme Realm experts typically avoid facing a tribulation unless their lifespan is near its end," Gu Qianyou elaborated.

"Hmm!" The crowd nodded, understanding Gu Qianyou\'s reasoning.

In the distance, Ye Qingcheng looked at Nangong Sheng with a very strange expression. After a moment, he said, "Lord Nangong, today, I concede. Another day, I shall challenge you again!"

"I look forward to it!" Nangong Sheng smiled.

The Celestial Chess Formation, thirty-sixth move, had completely defeated the Everlasting Realm.

Countless onlookers were stunned. Was Nangong Sheng truly so powerful? A realm lord was defeated just like that?

"People of the Everlasting Realm, depart!" Ye Qingcheng didn\'t hesitate. With a command, tens of thousands of Everlasting Realm followers rose into the sky, gathering around Ye Qingcheng and flying majestically northward. No one dared to obstruct their path.

The mighty Everlasting Realm, one of the two great sacred lands of the Underworld, had ended in defeat. What chance did smaller factions have?

Nangong Sheng\'s power was beyond question. From start to finish, he hadn\'t lifted a finger. He merely deployed the Celestial Chess Formation. Such a vast formation could even summon a Heavenly Tribulation? Who would dare to act rashly now?

This was the thirty-sixth move. Were there more moves, like the thirty-seventh, the thirty-eighth?

Everyone looked at Nangong Sheng on the central sea island with awe. Nangong Sheng smiled faintly, indifferent to the surrounding experts. After the recent battle, they likely wouldn\'t dare to cause trouble.

With a wave of his hand, endless blood mist rose from the sea of blood, growing thicker by the second. In an instant, it enveloped the vast sea, obscuring everything from view, even blocking out divine sense.

Nangong Sheng had used the formation to conceal everything.

"Why doesn\'t Nangong Sheng leave this place?" Xianxian asked curiously, looking at Zhong Shan.