Chapter 85: Ninefold Tribulation Immortal Body

Every gaze in the Grand Dao Sect fell on Lu Ye.

No one had expected him to pull off something like that.

It was terrifying.

In a single stroke, he had wiped out forty to fifty Tribulation Crossing cultivators.

After today, Tribulation-level experts in the Desolate Realm would become a rare species.

But... could he really survive the heavenly tribulation he had provoked?

Even if most of the tribulation power had targeted the others, just one percent of its force was enough to obliterate a Tribulation Crossing cultivator.

Lu Ye already looked badly wounded.

His body, scorched black like charcoal, pulsed with blood-colored light from within. The blackened crust of his skin cracked and flaked away.

The eighth bolt of tribulation thunder began to form.

As if in response to the destruction of all the other Tribulation cultivators, the eighth bolt’s power swelled—several times greater than before.

Lu Ye spread his arms wide, taking a stance.

In that instant, a strange Dao resonance surged around his body—Taiji, Yin and Yang, the endless cycle of transformation...

Yin and Yang intertwined—an eternal flow of life and death.

Lu Ye rose to meet the bolt head-on. As his hands moved in unison, the lightning twisted.

In that moment, the tribulation thunder began to swirl around him like water. The supreme yang, the blazing might of destruction, transformed into the ultimate yin—gentle, flowing currents encircling his body.

As the thunder danced around him, his body drank in the tribulation’s power.

He was torn apart—and reborn.

Shattered, then healed.

Crumbling, then reformed.

The transformed thunder slowly dissipated, completely absorbed into Lu Ye’s body.

Truthfully, if he hadn’t been using tribulation lightning to refine his physique, he wouldn’t have had to go through such agony.

But it was all for growth.

Dark as ink, his body still flickered with coursing lightning.

His heart thudded powerfully.

Vital blood, rich with energy, surged from that beating heart and rushed through every inch of his broken body.

In that moment, his flesh was rapidly regenerating—rebirth from destruction.

The first stage of the Ninefold Tribulation Immortal Body was complete.

Now then...

The final bolt—bring it on.

Lu Ye looked up.

The clouds above churned, gathering into a massive, dense storm.

A terrifying pressure filled the world.

At that moment—he and the heavens were one.

The blackened blood crust flaked off his body, revealing fresh, pristine skin beneath. His skin shimmered faintly, as though bathed in divine light.

BOOM!

The final tribulation thunder roared like a dragon.

It shot down from the sky.

Lu Ye’s body launched upward in that very instant—swift and fierce.

One punch thrown—the heavens trembled.

Heavenly Sovereign Fist!

His right fist blazed with radiant light, shining like a meteor as it blasted toward the descending thunder.

BOOM!

Fist and lightning collided with deafening force.

A blinding explosion erupted—electric arcs surged across the entire sky.

Lu Ye was knocked back, but before he could even hit the ground, he steadied himself midair.

Eyes like lightning.

Body like a dragon.

After the punch—he formed seals again with both hands.

“Return!”

In a flash, the shattered tribulation thunder reversed course—gathering into a torrent.

Lu Ye opened his mouth wide.

He swallowed it all.

The final bolt of tribulation—devoured.

With that, the tribulation ended.

The clouds cleared.

The sun shone down once more.

Nine Dragon Valley had been completely leveled—nothing but blackened pits and scarred earth remained.

A wasteland.

Lu Ye hovered in the sky, immense vitality surging through his body. His hair grew wildly, black strands whipping in the wind—his figure like that of a god or demon.

The entire Grand Dao Sect gazed upon him in silence.

And somewhere deep in their hearts, a strange feeling of reverence began to rise.

The kind of awe one felt when facing a true powerhouse.

Lu Ye checked through ❖ Nоvеl𝚒ght ❖ (Exclusive on Nоvеl𝚒ght) the spatial rings he’d gathered—made of spatial stone, known for being nearly indestructible, not even tribulation lightning could destroy them.

So many storage rings...

Lu Ye had hit the jackpot.

The entire Grand Dao Sect had come to aid him.

Honestly, Lu Ye hadn’t expected it.

But since they’d come, he did feel a sense of belonging to the sect.

In his previous life, the Grand Dao Sect had risen from a second-rate force under the Nine Heavens to a top-tier sacred land.

Lu Ye flew toward the gathered sect members.

“Disciple Lu Ye greets the Sect Master, the ancestral elders, and all my seniors and uncles.”

He’d greeted everyone—

Except one person.

His master—Bai Qiulan.

“Lu Ye... good. Very good. You truly are the pride of the Grand Dao Sect.” Liu Changfeng’s tone was clear and direct. “But this time, you killed many experts from major powers. The damage is enormous—especially to Youming and the Myriad Ancients Sect. We’ll return to the sect first, activate the protection array, and deal with things from there.”

When so many Tribulation cultivators died, word would spread fast.

This grudge wouldn’t just vanish.

Soon, Scatter Gods would come. Maybe even with supreme treasures in hand.

Lu Ye chuckled. “Forget it. If I return to the sect, I’ll only bring disaster with me. I can stay outside. They won’t be able to do anything to me.”

Liu Changfeng’s face darkened.

“What nonsense. The sect and you—we’re always on the same path. Do you think if you don’t return, we can just stay out of this?”

“No more debate. We return to the sect.”

Lu Ye didn’t argue.

It didn’t matter much to him.

He was already at the ninth level of Void Refining.

He had also completed the first stage of the Ninefold Tribulation Immortal Body.

At this level, there were very few people who could still kill him.

He’d return for now, rest, sort through the spatial rings—keep what he needed, give the rest to the sect.

There was another benefit to returning.

If a powerhouse from the Myriad Ancients Sect really did come wielding a supreme treasure—

Lu Ye could just leave.

That way, all eyes would stay on him.

One figure after another tore through the air.

They returned to the sect at high speed.

“Sect Master, may I take some time to recover my injuries first?” Lu Ye cupped his fists.

“Of course. Go rest. Once you're recovered, come meet me in the main hall.”

Lu Ye nodded and vanished.

......

The Grand Dao Sect’s protective array activated.

In the entire First Heaven Realm, each major sect’s protection array could be considered one of the most powerful formations in existence.

Every sect poured massive manpower and resources into upgrading their protective arrays—turning them into near-impenetrable fortresses.

The Grand Dao Sect’s version covered tens of thousands of kilometers. All its mountain peaks were connected as anchor points.

Once activated, it consumed a sea of spirit stones every single day—but trying to break it?

Nearly impossible.

“Hah... it’s finally over,”

Yue Hongling let out a long breath.

The Eternal Heaven’s Chosen battlefield had left her shaken, with a strange sense of how unpredictable life could be.

Bai Qiulan let out a soft sigh as well.

Her silver hair gradually faded to black.

“Bai Qiulan!”

Sun Ruowei’s voice suddenly shot up several octaves.

Bai Qiulan and Yue Hongling both turned to look at her.

“You... you just called Lu Ye husband! Bai Qiulan, you— I treated you as my closest sister! And this whole time you kept it from me? What the hell is going on? Why would you call Lu Ye your husband?!”

“Don’t tell me... you two—?!”

The gossip queen had entered the chat. Sun Ruowei’s eyes were practically on fire.

In this world, being that curious was... risky.

And in fact, it had been fatal—Sun Ruowei had died pretty early in the previous life.

Even on her deathbed, she’d been stunned by a juicy rumor.

Truly, she had died for the gossip—and died with no regrets.

Bai Qiulan...

“You misheard.”