《The Lonely Wanderer》Chapter 27: Dual Cultivation Tribulation
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Inwardly nodding his head knowingly to what Catherine is hinting at Shenzi speaks out, "I have no problem with dual cultivation. However, I do have a problem with those who use others to achieve their individual goals. Also, I am a straightforward man if you can't tell me what your goal is forget about it, none of this beating around the bush bullshit."
Knowing full well Shenzi's character, Catherine no longer beats around the bush. "While you were aiding Obsidian and his clan earlier this evening. You broke out with a power beyond your standard capabilities. I do not have any knowledge of your full abilities, but I believe you have a Sacred Flame that has yet to awaken fully. Our clan has an imitation Sacred Flame derived from our ancestor. I hope that with both our flames, we can mix attributes and once again create another Sacred Flame. Because of the dual cultivation, both of us would be a wielder of the same Sacred Flame if it's successful."
Without saying anything, Shenzi activates his Retribution Flame congealing it into a ten by ten lotus. "Sit down and let's begin now, while we talk about the possibilities more humans, and different races suffer because of us postponing."
Moving forward to the center of the formation, sitting down cross-legged in-front of Shenzi. Catherine activates her imitation Sacred Flame, coiling around her palm like a snake and pushing it forward to Shenzi's Sacred Flame. With absolute control that Shenzi and Catherine have over their respective flames, they slowly combine palms.
Extending out into a two-kilometre radius the combined flames begin forming a Yin and Yang symbol with both Shenzi and Catherine at the head of each one.
Up above in the sky purple clouds begin forming, combining something that goes against the will of Yang Major World. Shenzi and Catherine face the wrath as well as a test if both are not able to overcome this trial. Both will have their souls exterminated.
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A thunderbolt the size of a young adults thigh forms, striking down on both Catherine and Shenzi. Feeling wronged Shenzi can't piss and moan about the will of Yang Major World, but that doesn't mean he is willing to give up without reversing the odds.
Increasing the intensity of his Retribution Flame by fifteen percent, Shenzi's flame eventually gets the advantage of consuming the tribulation thunder while nourishing both his and Catherine's flame.
As if like a cat that had its tail stepped on, the clouds in the sky begin congealing many thunderbolts into five-meter long four-meter thick javelins.
The javelins descend from the heavens like the gods hammering down on the flames of both Shenzi and Catherine. Perspiration begins dripping down from Shenzi like a waterfall, despite Catherine having an imitation Sacred Flame. With Shenzi's being a real Sacred Flame he became the primary target of the Yang Major World's Tribulation.
Once again pushing up the output of the Retribution Flame by another fifty percent. Shenzi's Retribution Flame devours the tens of tribulation javelins refining the tribulation thunder, through Shenzi's smouldering Retribution Flame and Catherine's chilling flame. Ridding all the impurities and purifying the thunder fourfold.
Flickering lightning emits out of the Tribulation Clouds. Turning from a light purple to a deep purple with hints of a crimson red flash, Shenzi's continuous act of devouring the Tribulation Thunder had finally pushed it over the edge.
Billowing out in a tantrum like a ten-year-old putting his or her favourite junk food in the shopping cart, only for their parents to put it back on the shelf.
The Tribulation Clouds above form one last thunderbolt. Completely crimson red and the size of a fifty-inch flat screen tv. Feeling his entire being and even his own Dao Path shaking as if giving into submission. Shenzi knows the last stretch, and the most significant challenge yet has come knocking.
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Entering into an "inner space" of his own heart, Shenzi stands in a river of blood with mountains of decapitated bodies, skeletons, and organs of many once living being.
Standing outside of the iron bars and seeing the blood red eyes of the "monster shenzi." Extending his hand out Shenzi says "Come now, I think it's time that we both talk."
Sitting down cross-legged outside with no defence extending his hand, the other shenzi locked up snarls in anger "You foolish fucker how dare you come looking for me again, its all your fault! You weren't strong enough last time. And now once again you have come uninvited into my "home."
Still sitting with his hand extended "I know I had failed you, no I failed the both of us. You are the same as me, we both wished to save Adria, we both shed tears when she died, we both have fallen, killing just so we can live another day. Come let's put our differences aside, for now, I know right now I alone am not enough to protect myself and Catherine from this Tribulation, merge with me once again and I will no longer lock you up."
The chains around the other Shenzi loosen up, allowing it to pass through "I will not be locked back up until the day we avenge Adria, and once that day happens I will separate from this body, wandering the multiple universes until I have found peace. Unlike you, I don't belong in this timeline."
Both hands come together, the iron bars, chains, pikes, bindings disappear. The "borders" separating both Shenzi's disappear becoming one.
Looking back one last time Shenzi looks at this world, this black hole of emptiness he led himself to run astray. Knowing his mistakes Shenzi keeps this as a reminder, putting the lid down on toxic emotions, is no way to live at all.
Shenzi returns to reality, Catherine feels the difference immediately and the quickening pace of both their flames increasing, as well as the compatibility that didn't belong before. Taking a peak noticing Shenzi's aura had lost its hidden brutality and slaughter it once had. Now became tranquil like a pond with no ripples. Noticing his right eye had become purple-gold and his left eye white-black. Catherine doesn't speak up yet for fear of distracting Shenzi at this crucial moment.
Combining his Retribution Flame with his newly attained Equinox Flame after once again becoming "whole." Shenzi forms it into a fifty-meter long Saber-Sword no longer willing to be the hunted.
Raising his right arm up, following his action the combined weapon raises up high and mightily as if detesting the heavens. Shenzi's right arm descends down with his combined weapon, cleaving through the Tribulation clouds while wholeheartedly consuming them.
Spending fifteen minutes to fully consume the remnants, and purify the Tribulation Thunder rotating between the two different types of flame. Having finally passed the Tribulation, Shenzi and Catherine spend the next four days peacefully combining both flames into creating a brand new Sacred Flame.
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