CHAPTER 833: CHAPTER 837: MASTER’S MIGHT (15)

Directly cut towards the beauty standing below... next to the, stone.

The scattered lime puffed onto Su Li’s head and face, and she looked up at the sky with displeasure.

The heavenly thunder, which was falling again, abruptly turned midway, striking a small sapling dozens of meters behind Su Li.

This time, the beauty wouldn’t be angry, right?

Xiao Shi, sapling: .....

What exactly did they do wrong?

And the Buddha monks who sensed the commotion outside all gathered around to watch the Mahayana Realm heavenly tribulation, each remaining silent.

Even the Buddha chants they occasionally murmured were forgotten.

Don’t be fooled by Lingzhu’s Buddha’s son appearing calm and composed; his twitching mouth and eyebrows clearly indicated that his Buddha heart wasn’t fully cultivated.

Jealousy distorts one’s features, even affecting the formidable Buddha’s son.

They had never seen anyone undergo a heavenly tribulation like this.

In the Luli World, the number of Mahayana Realm ancestors totalled five, standing atop the cultivation world’s highest tier, each occupying a position within the five sects.

They usually remain hidden, focusing on understanding the Dao with the hope of ascension.

They only appear when the sect faces life and death situations. They are both the sect’s protective stone and its deterrent.

Generally, such an existence is supported with countless resources from a sect, so as a gift, during such a great power’s advancement, the most elite disciples within the sect are allowed to watch within a certain safe range.

The benefits brought to the disciples below by a great power’s advancement tribulation are immeasurable.

The reason large sects can exist for thousands of years without toppling lies in their foundation and rationale.

Just with this, other small sects can’t catch up even if they try.

The Wanfo Temple also has such an ancestor, and as the most enlightened Buddha’s son, Lingzhu naturally had the fortune to witness the ancestor’s heavenly tribulation’s might.

The power of the heavenly tribulation shook those observing from afar with an indelible shock. They even felt that they absolutely couldn’t resist it.

Those with a poorer disposition might find their heart realm cracking at this, losing any chance of progress.

But no one allowed by the elders to appear here wasn’t the most excellent of disciples; they would only forge ahead bravely.

However, in any case, the fierceness of the heavenly tribulation is acknowledged by the entire cultivation world.

There are also unlucky ones who weren’t adequately prepared and died directly under the heavenly tribulation; they are not few.

And those who successfully crossed the tribulation ended up in pitifully tragic states.

Comparing to the person in front of them is simply tears of bitterness.

This is entirely the difference between level 0 and hell level.

Is this crossing a tribulation? Are they joking with us? This person must be the Heavenly Dao’s precious daughter.

Some disciples with weak cultivation and insufficient heart realm turned red-eyed and couldn’t help but say, "Why does the heavenly thunder choose whom to strike? This is too unfair."

The heavenly thunder dharma form of a Golden Core formation is even mightier than this.

It’s like a lazy little henchman reluctantly striking.

As soon as the little disciple finished speaking, the heavenly thunder above seemed to grow ears with the wind and eyes for thousands of miles, instantly turning back, splitting a small thread of lightning from the intimidating thick lightning column, and directly hitting the little disciple who just spoke.

The next second, the unlucky child was covered in a face darker than the bottom of a pot, spewing black smoke.

A suffocating action.

The other resentful people immediately sealed their lips tightly, daring not to comment further.

They actually felt the heavenly thunder’s shame and anger.

Okay, they were wrong; it was normal for such a Tributor with immense merit power and faith power to be favored by the Heavenly Dao a bit more.

They could only comfort themselves like this.

Unless viewed from afar, this grand heavenly tribulation was very normal, just like what other great powers experienced.

All were so terrifying and merciless.

Only the monks of Wanfo Temple felt their three views shattered.

Heavenly thunder, where is your principle as the power of judgment?

Can’t compare, can’t compare... Silently clutching the monk robe, going to be jealous.

Anyway, the heavenly thunder had already struck the most central building of Wanfo Temple into bits, while Su Li at the core wasn’t harmed even by a strand of hair.

After the process was completed, what remained was the descending heavenly rain.

Anyway, it gave a sense of eagerness from above.

This rain covered the entire range of Wanfo Temple, a scope unprecedented for thousands of years.

All monks were bathed in this prolonged rain, gaining invaluable benefits.

Some broke through, some fell into enlightenment, some repaired long-standing hidden injuries.....

As the focal character, Su Li received the most benefits.

Her whole being underwent a transformation from quantity to quality.

The stabilized Mahayana Realm suddenly soared upwards rapidly, passing through Human Immortal, Earth Immortal, Heavenly Immortal, Golden Immortal....

Such a change even left the Buddha’s son unsettled, but this change was merely an illusion, returning to normal after a moment.

The Immortal Spirit Energy disappeared from Su Li, and her cultivation quickly dropped to mid-Mahayana Realm and stopped moving.

Such cultivation, even Buddha’s son had to address her as Mahayana Ancestor.

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With a new Mahayana Ancestor appearing, great powers from all directions and realms sensed it.

The sect leaders of the Four Great Sects were urgently summoned to meet the Supreme Elder.

While others placed great importance on Mahayana Ancestor Su Li, she, after thanking the Buddha’s son, waved and left the Extreme North.

Now, having recovered from her injuries, she directly tore through the barrier space and appeared in the mortal world the next second.

In the bustling market, a captivating young woman suddenly appeared out of nowhere, yet did not draw attention from the surrounding people.

They seemed not to see her, attending to their own affairs.

Su Li waved her sleeve, and this strange sense of separation finally tore open that thin membrane, revealing its true appearance inside.

"Miss, would you like a lantern? The lanterns I make are beautiful and exquisite, very attractive...."

Su Li just caught up with the annual lantern festival, something the original body fondly remembered the most.

"Give me a lotus lamp."

"Alright.... Thank you for your patronage, a total of twenty cents...."

Taking the small silver coins handed over, the vendor smiled widely.

Today was incredibly lucky, encountering a big customer.

As he looked up, grateful and intending to utter a few auspicious words, he caught a glimpse of the maiden’s stunning side profile.

Just one-third of her face left him spellbound, whispering in astonishment: "Fairy... Fairy, I can’t believe I saw a fairy...."

By this time, Su Li had blended into the continuous flow of people, holding her lotus lamp.

When the vendor looked again, wanting to catch another glimpse, the immortal figure was nowhere to be seen, making him feel dazed as if it was all just a delusional illusion.

In front of the Su Residence, Su Li stood there with a lotus lamp for quite a while.

The original body had been away from home for a full twenty-five years. The once breastfeeding nephew was now grown up, and her parents had aged.