Rise Of The Worm Sovereign Chapter 237
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The two layers of tribulation clouds rumbled and the lightning within it seethed. At the center of the vortex, the lightning bolt was being formed. And this time its color had changed as well.
"Look! It's the purple-white tribulation lightning!" one of the elders pointed.
This was the same kind of lightning that Lin Wu had gone through during his own tribulation a few days ago. The people were scared as they knew a change in the lightning only meant the danger had increased.
Shirong looked on nervously but was able to calm himself down.
'As long as I have the Immortal Crystal Armament I can withstand everything!' He thought to himself.
~Rumble~
The purple-white lightning bolt fell from the clouds and headed towards Shirong. The people watched nervously and some of the weak downhearted directly closed their eyes unable to watch any further.
But just as the lightning bolt was about to hit Shirong, a miracle happened.
~Crack~
"Gah!" Shirong grunted in pain from the impact.
But then he was surprised as it was not as bad as he had expected it to be. He looked up and saw that the lightning bolt was being split into two from the middle. It was as if someone had shot an arrow towards another arrow and split it in half.
~boom~
One part of the lightning bolt hit the ground near Shirong, creating a small crater, while the other part hit his body. This time, he didn't let out a grunt, as he felt like he was paralyzed.
The lightning coursed through his body and soon reached his Dantian. Now here was the moment he was waiting for. He didn't know if the same thing would happen.
~Crackle~
The lightning finally touched his core and the unknown energy flared up again. But this time it didn't consume the entire lightning. It looked like only a fraction of it was consumed by the unknown energy and the rest was taken up by the core.
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And when it spread into the core, which had been tainted blue by the unknown energy, it made it tremble.
Shirong's eyes went wide as he knew it finally worked.
"YES! MORE! GIVE ME MORE!" Shirong shouted out like a madman.
The elders and the rest of the audience had seen the tribulation lightning being split in two and didn't know what to think of this.
"Clan Head Lu, this…" one of the clan heads spoke.
"Don't ask me, I'm as clueless as you." Clan Head Lu replied, without moving his eyes from Shirong.
He didn't want to miss even one bit of the entire process, as it was now quite useful to him too. The tribulation Shirong was undergoing right now was of a completely different level. Even he who was already in the Nascent Soul realm was getting some insights from it. Besides, he would need the experience if he ever had the chance to breakthrough through to the Dao Shell realm.
~Rumble~
With the first purple-white lightning down, the tribulation clouds were just getting started. The only difference was that they didn't seem to be as enraged as before. Shirong could tell that it was due to that unknown energy that they had acted like that.
The people in the audience could also feel the pressure on them reduce. Before it was as if they were in a heavy environment, but now they were feeling lighter.
~boom~
The second lightning bolt was soon formed, and Shirong looked at it with anticipation. He knew it was going to hurt but it was also going to give him benefit.
~Crack~
Same as before, just when the lighting bolt was getting close to Shirong, it got split into two. But this time, its power was just slightly more and thus people could tell that it had met some kind of resistance in between.
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"Is that due to the Divine Armor?" someone questioned.
"Heavens! What kind of power does the Ji Clan have that they can make an armor such as this!?" An elder exclaimed.
They all knew very well that any treasure or tool that could resist or defend against a tribulation lightning was very valuable and its production method would be even more. Such a thing was a closely guarded secret and seldom revealed.
Just Shirong using it right now, showed how dire of a situation it was. Even back when they were in trouble due to the spatial rift showed that.
In fact, if they had not seen it resist the tribulation lightning, they would have never thought that the armor even had an ability like that. Clan Head Lu secretly looked at the other elders and then at the few people that he was worried about.
'I'll need to talk to Young Master Shirong about this… a treasure like this should not be public information…' Clan Head Lu thought.
His eyes went back to the few people that were some of the thorns in their path and was wondering if young master Shirong would be able to accomplish what he had said he would.
Meanwhile, Lin Wu was having some different thoughts.
"Okay, I think I'm getting the hang of it now…" He muttered to himself.
He sensed the spirit Qi in his body and estimated that about thirty percent of his spirit Qi was used up for those 2 lightning bolts.
'I can take four more bolts, three if they get stronger. If it doesn't end before that I will need to use up the backup amount…' Lin Wu thought to himself as more lightning charged up in the tribulation clouds.
~Rumble~
This time the new bolt was thicker than before, and Lin Wu knew it was going to be tough.
~Boom~
"HAA! Break for me!" Lin Wu yelled, but that yell came out as a screech that was masked by the sound of thunder.
~zing~
The people got to witness another shocking sight. The lightning bolt was now suspended right above Shirong, as if hanging by some threads.
~splatter~
And then it happened…
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