Chapter 1499 - Still Not Over

Chen Fan stood back up on his feet. He was now soaked in blood and looked to be in extremely terrible shape. The corner of his mouth twitched in pain, but his eyes were still incredibly bright.

“My god, even that didn’t kill him? Is he made of metal?”

Those people in the distance were in disbelief at the sight. The lightning strike could have made them explode.

Boom!

“I am king in the path of martial arts! If I can’t even endure this little heavenly tribulation, how will I become the king of the martial Dao!”

Without any hesitation, Chen Fan blasted toward the sky with a punch, aiming at the lightning dragons that filled the sky and were attacking him.

The golden surging fist force tore through the sky, shattering the void, and colliding violently with the lightning dragons.

Rumble!

A series of terrifying explosions erupted in the void. Dazzling light covered the entire sky, so blinding that it was impossible to open one’s eyes.

Yet, Chen Fan sensed an overwhelming force descending upon him; while some of the lightning dragons were destroyed in the clash, the torrent of power continued to rain down on him.

Crack! Crack!

He felt bones snap, utterly fractured, as the attack hurled him backward to crash through several mountain peaks. Try as he might, Chen Fan could not quell the turmoil in his blood, and he coughed up a fresh mouthful.

“

Pfft

!”

Fortunately, although his injuries were heavy, they could only be considered as superficial wounds; there was no deep internal damage.

Nevertheless, he couldn’t afford any lapse in focus now and had to endure it. If not, death would claim him.

Since ancient times, countless prides of heaven had fallen at this step. He was not willing to become one of the skeletons among them.

His legend had only just begun. He absolutely couldn’t fall here.

Whoosh.

Dozens more lightning dragons fell from the sky, even fiercer than before, offering Chen Fan no chance to catch his breath.

Ferocity shone in Chen Fan’s eyes. He unleashed countless threads of laws, forming an Eight Treasures Universe Cauldron. He gripped one of its legs like a hegemon lifting a cauldron and swung it fiercely, smashing it toward those lightning dragons.

Rumble!

Bang, bang, bang!

With the cauldron in hand, Chen Fan fought like a humanoid dragon, shattering dragons left and right. Yet cracks began to mar the surface of his weapon.

“Kill!”

As the Eight Treasures Cauldron finally crumbled to pieces, Chen Fan took a deep breath and plunged into the sea of thunder again. Sword-light arced around him, vibrant as a rainbow, slicing the lightning dragons into countless pieces.

He executed all of his martial arts. The surging power turned into a dragon and shattered the void, attacking the heavenly tribulation.

“Th-this lunatic! He’s a lunatic! He is actually attacking the heavenly tribulation! He is provoking heavenly might! Doesn’t he fear the wrath of the Heavenly Dao, or an even worse calamity?”

The people nearby were dumbfounded, watching as Chen Fan charged into the tribulation clouds. As was tradition, they had endured tribulations passively, gritting their teeth and bracing themselves for the storm. Chen Fan, though, leapt into the fray without a hint of hesitation.

He was mad!

He was absolutely a madman!

How could such a lunatic exist in this world!

As expected, Chen Fan’s actions further angered the heavenly tribulation.

Between the lightning flashes and rumbling thunder, the waiting celestial troops finally surged into motion, thundering through space to clash headlong with Chen Fan.

“Hahahaha, refreshing! Straightforward! That’s the way!”

Chen Fan darted around within the tribulation clouds, his figure vaguely visible. The crowd glimpsed snippets of his battle; it was a ferocious melee with wave after wave of celestial soldiers. Blood sprayed, a constant, terrible rain.

Boom, boom!

Rumble!

He annihilated numerous celestial soldiers and generals, along with their weapons. Meanwhile, he took hit after hit, blood flying with every impact

Still, his aura grew increasingly powerful, undiminished by the old and new injuries. The ordeal of tribulation was pushing his cultivation ever closer to the Immortal realm.

Under the baptism of the heavenly tribulation, the immortal platform he had forged proved unbreakable.

Bolts of lightning pounded it, yet rays of pure immortal light radiated from its surface, undeterred.

If the crowd could see clearly, they’d realize that Chen Fan’s immortal platform had not a single crack—this wasn’t merely sage-grade; it was perfect, surpassing anything seen before. Not even the finest cracks, invisible to the naked eye, could be found.

Immortal platforms were divided into four grades: ordinary, king, emperor, and Sage. Sage-grade platforms were defined by the absence of large cracks, so tiny flaws remain but go unseen.

However, the immortal platform Chen Fan had cast didn’t even have the tiniest of cracks. It was truly perfect—transcending sage-grade entirely.

Chen Fan’s roaring laughter rang out from within the tribulation clouds, shocking the crowd.

“Hahahaha, what can the heavenly tribulation do to me?”

Bang!

Suddenly, a golden figure crashed from the clouds to the earth below.

Swish!

In an instant, Chen Fan shot upward again, defiant as ever, ready to challenge fate and even strike at the heavens themselves. He plunged back into the clouds, launching into another furious assault.

His aura had already reached the immortal realm. The powers inside him rapidly transformed into pure law; an immortal halo shone behind his head, rendering him even more divine.

“Kill, kill, kill!” Chen Fan roared, killing without restraint.

He destroyed countless celestial troops while also enduring the bombardment of the heavenly tribulation, crashing into the ground repeatedly.

Bang, bang, bang!

Boom, boom, boom!

Chen Fan had lost count of how many times he had endured this cycle. To him, time no longer held any meaning. It could be said that he had already reached his absolute peak condition.

Finally, after a long time, heaven and earth suddenly cleared up.

The lightning storm that fell endlessly finally stopped.

Silence reigned everywhere.

The nearby crowd also held their breaths.

They looked at the disheveled figure in mid-air, covered in blood, wearing tattered clothes, almost unrecognizable as human. Was it over?

The heavenly tribulation lasted three days and nights. The crowd had watched Chen Fan crash to earth again and again, each time rising to throw himself into the clouds once more. In the end, even their sense of shock was dulled by repeated disbelief.

They had never seen anyone overcome their tribulation this way. Even the word “crazy” wasn’t enough to describe it.

Everything within a several-hundred-kilometer radius had been completely turned into ruins.

Mountain peaks were flattened, scattered by the wind. Not a single blade of grass remained on the ground. It was completely charred black. It was like an apocalyptic scene.

Many immortal realm figures’ eyes flickered. Mercenary leaders even stepped forward.

Chen Fan was at his weakest right now. If they made a move, they could definitely capture him with ease. After all, he was a big, fat sheep.

Suddenly, the crowd’s hearts trembled. Some people even dropped to the ground.

A despairing heavenly might swept down from the skies.

“The heavenly tribulation is still not over!”

Sensing the heavenly might, everyone present froze in place, their eyes filled with horror.