Chapter 591: Ancient Clans Ahead, Hidden Realms Behind

The Thunder King had spent his life wielding lightning to save humanity, yet now he was struck down by just a few bolts of this Celestial Thunder Tribulation. To Lin Fan, this was truly terrifying.

“How many thunder strikes does this Celestial Thunder Tribulation have?” Lin Fan directly asked the Red Cloud Fairy.

Within the洞天, lightning flashed ominously, with immense thunderous power so overwhelming that it chilled one’s heart.

(Note: “洞天” is retained here as a proper noun, often used in Daoist or fantasy contexts to refer to a mystical cave or paradise. If a fully translated version is required, it could be rendered as “the grotto heaven” or “the hidden realm.”)

Fully translated version:

Within the grotto heaven, lightning flashed ominously, its immense, thunderous power so overwhelming that it sent a chill through one’s heart.

This was the most difficult emergency Lin Fan had ever faced. If he failed to handle it properly, he could be utterly destroyed, both body and soul.

Especially in a situation like this, even the system couldn’t help. After all, this was something one must endure during cultivation.

However, upon hearing what the Red Cloud Fairy said, Lin Fan’s heart shattered instantly.

“As many thunder strikes as there are spiritual qi storms,” the Red Cloud Fairy replied, her face filled with concern. She never imagined she would actually witness such a Celestial Thunder Tribulation in her lifetime.

If Lin Fan could survive this terrifying tribulation, his future accomplishments would be limitless, and the power of his Dongtian would exceed anyone’s imagination.

At this moment, Elder Yunhe looked at Lin Fan with eyes full of terror.

They knew that if Lin Fan failed to withstand the thunder tribulation, causing his cave heaven to collapse, the violent thunder energy could kill them all.

Even this Water-Fire Secret Realm might be reduced to nothingness.

However, they didn’t tell Lin Fan these things. They sensed that Lin Fan seemed unfamiliar with the Celestial Thunder Tribulation, so if something went wrong midway, they could explain and increase his chances of survival.

But given the current situation, the odds were practically ten to none.

“This…” Hearing this, Lin Fan’s face turned pale instantly, but in an instant, he regained his composure, his heart filled with endless fighting spirit.

“Fate favors me. How could I possibly be killed by these thunder tribulations? No matter what, I must persevere,” Lin Fan gritted his teeth, ready to give it his all.

Outside.

The ancient race’s army had been waiting for quite some time.

“These beings of the Great Thousand Races who entered the Water-Fire Secret Realm must have obtained treasures, but they never expected that the exit has already been surrounded by our Ancient Race,” said one of the ancients, gazing at the torn entrance with a cold smirk.

The Ancient Race had completely encircled the exit, ensuring not even a bird could escape.

Looking afar, darkness reigned, with roars shaking the heavens, and among them were many powerful ancients.

If any being of the Great Thousand Races saw this dense swarm of ancients, they would be terrified beyond words and flee in panic.

When the Ancient Race’s army appears, the Great Thousand Races retreat.

“Commander, shall we wait outside or go in and slaughter those beings now?” asked a ten-thousand-man commander of the Ancient Race. He had a fierce appearance, exuding a murderous aura, especially his eyes, which seemed to contain two bloodthirsty demon gods.

“These insignificant beings are beneath me, but to let them know the might of the Ancient Race, I will personally lead a few hundred soldiers to crush them all,” the commander coldly replied, radiating a fierce and savage aura.

This time, ten commanders of the Ancient Race had come, all the most ferocious subordinates under King Wei.

King Wei had been slain by Lin Fan, but the Supreme Ancient Race had easily appointed a new King Wei to expand their territory and slaughter beings of the Great Thousand Races.

As far as the Supreme Ancient Race was concerned, a Despair Marquis, a puppet providing power, was expendable when lost.

When prey regains a glimmer of hope, only to be plunged into despair again, the power derived from that moment would be even greater.

“Commander, look! The beings of the Great Thousand Races are coming out,” shouted one ancient, pointing at several beams of light deep within the rift.

Seeing the lights from within the secret realm, the ten ancient commanders smirked coldly.

“Since they are coming to their deaths willingly, even better. Slay them all the moment they emerge,” the commander ordered.

“Yes, Commander!” The ancients roared with fervor, their momentum soaring into the heavens.

“Lin Fan, how are you holding up now?” Seeing Lin Fan’s face growing paler, the Red Cloud Fairy couldn’t help but ask with concern.

“I can still hold on,” Lin Fan replied. His current situation wasn’t too good, as all the spiritual artifacts the Red Cloud Fairy had given him had been destroyed under these terrifying thunderbolts.

He didn’t even have the slightest chance to resist.

Although these were just spiritual artifacts, they were actually personal treasures of the Water-Fire Emperor, containing the martial cultivation will of the Water-Fire Emperor himself.

Yet even so, they had all been reduced to nothingness under these terrifying thunder tribulations.

“Elder…” At this moment, over a dozen figures suddenly flashed from below.

These were disciples from Yunzong, mostly those who had failed the trials. When they were sucked into the vortex and regained consciousness, they had already appeared outside.

They had been waiting, and when they saw the elders’ figures, they chased after them.

“What’s wrong with him?” Seeing Lin Fan’s ghastly pale face, Tianyun asked nervously.

Although he had a minor conflict with Lin Fan before, Lin Fan had stepped in to shield him from his senior’s humiliation, so Tianyun had forgiven Lin Fan, considering him a decent human.

“He’s facing the Celestial Thunder Tribulation, and the situation is critical,” the Red Cloud Fairy explained.

“The Celestial Thunder Tribulation?” Tianyun naturally knew about it, though he was slightly puzzled. “That doesn’t make sense. Although the Celestial Thunder Tribulation is dangerous, with his strength, he should be able to handle it.”

In Tianyun’s view, even a prodigy with extraordinary talent could face some danger during the Celestial Thunder Tribulation but still had a good chance of surviving.

“He has thousands of spiritual qi storms raging within his cave-heaven. The situation is utterly out of control. It all depends on fate now,” said the Red Cloud Fairy.

Hearing this, Tianyun almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

He may not have eaten pork, but he had at least seen pigs run.

The strength of the Celestial Thunder Tribulation was determined by the number of spiritual qi storms within the cave heaven.

The Sect Leader of Yunzong had 188 spiritual qi storms, considered the most formidable thunder tribulation in Yunzong’s history.

But now, hearing about thousands of spiritual qi storms, Tianyun felt his mind go blank, his face filled with deep terror.

Beside him, Mu Qing and the other surviving disciples looked at Lin Fan with shock in their eyes.

Soon after, their expressions turned to fear.

Such terror!

If he failed to survive and his cave heaven exploded, everyone would perish without a burial place.

“Look, the Ancient Race’s army is guarding the entrance outside,” one disciple suddenly shouted, pointing into the distance. Seeing the situation beyond the layers of light screens, he was stunned.

The vast and mighty Ancient Race filled the entire sky like mountains.

“We’re doomed. Even if we get out, we’ll die.”

“What should we do? We never expected to be surrounded by the Ancient Race.”

Seeing this, Elder Yunhe was also greatly alarmed, unsure of what to do. How could they possibly break through in such a situation?

Especially outside, standing before the entrance, were ten figures of the Ancient Race, their auras thick like mountains, pressing heavily upon the heavens and earth.