Boom! Boom! Boom!

  Nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine heavenly thunderbolts.

  Each carried terrifying destructive power—equivalent to a Quasi-Emperor’s full-force strike.

  The sky thundered endlessly.

  The heavens changed color.

  The earth quaked.

  The once snow-capped mountain peak had long been leveled—reduced to a massive crater and barren brown soil. The ground smoked black from the thunder strikes.

  The entire world fell silent. All eyes watched this grand tribulation.

  This was a Quasi-Emperor-level Xuan Immortal facing Golden Immortal tribulation.

  The most terrifying tribulation of the current era.

  So-called Human Tribulation or True Tribulation—before this—were mere trifles.

  The thunder’s intensity was on a completely different level.

  The Golden Immortal tribulation scorched the soil into crystalline forms.

  After this tribulation—this place would become an absolute blessed land—fought over by countless cultivators.

  The crystalline remnants contained thunder—supreme treasures for refining powerful thunder-attribute spirit artifacts.

  Boom!

  Micah’s robes were shredded by the strikes—but he showed no dishevelment. Instead—his skin gleamed crystalline—radiant.

  This was a supreme physique tempered by heavenly thunder.

  Thunderbolt after thunderbolt fell without pause.

  Every heart tightened—unable to relax.

  Micah’s eyes blazed.

  He sensed it—two other places—where powerhouses faced identical Golden Immortal tribulation.

  “Contention—contention… only with rivals is it meaningful.”

  Micah’s lips curved—revealing exhilaration.

  In this moment—he felt his body reviving.

  Even his fear of thunder vanished. Now—he only wished to conquer this tribulation—to walk his own path.

  He only wished to win first in this contention!

  To become the Five Phoenixes’ first to successfully cross tribulation—proving the Dao—becoming Emperor!

  The Five Phoenixes had given him new hope. He refused to lose—could not bear to lose!

  With this thought—Micah laughed heartily.

  Hair whipping—he soared upward—fearlessly charging into the thunder.

  Boom! Boom! Boom!

  The entire mortal realm turned blinding white.

  All watched in awe.

  They felt they were witnessing a miracle—a legend being born.

  Bolt after bolt.

  Finally—when only nine thunderbolts remained—

  The tribulation clouds slowed—as though exhausted—needing rest.

  Micah knelt on one knee—blood dripping from mouth and nose.

  Nine thousand nine hundred ninety thunderbolts had tempered his flesh to terrifying levels—but he still could not withstand the escalating tribulation.

  Micah gasped heavily.

  Even his breaths carried blood mist.

  Nine remained.

  After a moment’s brewing—Micah sensed anomaly in the thunder.

  He seemed to see—above the tribulation clouds—a divine general standing.

  The general wielded hammer and chisel—gazing down furiously.

  Transforming into lightning—it descended toward the mortal realm.

  Seeking to slay Micah.

  Micah’s heart jolted—an inexplicable fear.

  “The path to Emperor is arduous. In the nine heavens—there was no hope. But in the Five Phoenixes… I have this chance. What is there to fear?”

  Micah laughed.

  As though a heavy punch shattered his inner fear.

  Dragging his bleeding body—he charged upward.

  A clash.

  Terrifying explosive shockwaves rippled outward.

  Countless peaks exploded.

  Micah—now a blood-soaked figure—fell back into the crater—his aura extremely feeble.

  All cultivators were shaken.

  They dared not breathe—watching Micah stagger—as though he might collapse at any moment.

  No one’s success came easily.

  All paid immense prices—even Golden Immortals faced deathly odds.

  The world trembled—as though witnessing a new era’s birth.

  At this moment—

  In the Ascension Land.

  It had become a sea of thunder. Amid the thunder sea—a green lotus endured endless bombardment.

  In the Underworld.

  Tantai Xuan sat cross-legged—bathed in lightning—enduring bolt after bolt.

  This was a competition—to see who first became the Five Phoenixes’ first Golden Immortal!

  Undoubtedly—the first to succeed would seize the initiative—gaining vast worldly fortune!

  Micah and Lu Jiulian’s battle seemed to continue.

  But this time—as tribulation crossing.

  As for Tantai Xuan—he was purely joining in.

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  No one expected Tantai Xuan could cross Golden Immortal tribulation alongside them.

  Boom! Boom! Boom!

  Mountains and rivers shook. The earth rose and fell.

  In the vast sea ancient tomb—

  Gu Mangran drew a deep breath.

  He was truly bewildered. He never imagined the Five Phoenixes could already birth an Emperor.

  “Too… too fast…”

  Gu Mangran felt everything was too rapid—beyond imagination.

  He felt the vanished Ancient Emperors’ departure was only yesterday.

  Yet now—a world capable of birthing Emperors had appeared.

  Too absurd!

  Had Gu Mangran not witnessed this world’s rise—he would never believe it.

  It felt like a myth.

  Emperor realm—once beings he respected and admired.

  Now—Micah—his peer—qualified to impact Emperor.

  Gu Mangran exhaled slowly. Even the Chrysanthemum Divine Herb in his grip lost its fragrance.

  “It’s almost over.”

  Suddenly—beside him—Lu Changkong—hands behind back—watching the tribulation—spoke.

  The final tribulation bolts brewed—finally descending.

  Boom!

  Bolt after bolt flashed incandescent—illuminating the entire night.

  …

  In the void starry sky.

  The golden Immortal Demon Body Lu gripped the Heavenly Spirit Ancient Emperor’s descending sword.

  This sword carried immense power.

  Lu smiled—raising a hand. The phoenix plume sword appeared in his grasp—sweeping outward.

  Golden demonic qi surged—enveloping the phoenix plume sword—as though reviving it.

  The Heavenly Spirit Ancient Emperor withdrew his sword. Countless sword lights cascaded like waterfalls.

  Lu punched.

  The waterfall exploded—scattering into countless sword qi.

  Lu’s goal was simple—stall the Heavenly Spirit Ancient Emperor.

  With three crossing tribulation in the Five Phoenixes—once they succeeded—three more Emperors.

  With Lu’s current strength—restraining the Heavenly Spirit Ancient Emperor was no issue. Their domains matched—neither overpowering the other.

  When three Emperors joined the battlefield—

  Even if the Heavenly Spirit Ancient Emperor was fearless—he would feel immense trouble.

  The Heavenly Spirit Ancient Emperor saw his sword blocked bare-handed by Lu.

  Rage surged.

  “This gold…”

  “You’ve grown stronger!”

  The Heavenly Spirit Ancient Emperor drew a deep breath.

  Golden Lu smiled. His figure vanished like teleportation—reappearing—fist enlarging before the Heavenly Spirit Ancient Emperor.

  The Heavenly Spirit Ancient Emperor did not wish to entangle further. The longer this dragged—the worse for him.

  Four Emperors—he could handle—but it would be troublesome.

  Because then—he could not fulfill his deal with the nine heavens’ Heavenly Dao.

  Thus—the Heavenly Spirit Ancient Emperor grew truly anxious.

  Boom!

  The Heavenly Spirit Ancient Emperor swept his sword.

  Lu’s massive golden fist collided—emitting crisp sounds.

  Lu smiled—sliding backward.

  “No rush—watch the show finish?”

  “Micah—in the nine heavens for so many years—could not prove Emperor. Yet in the Five Phoenixes—only a few years—and he impacts Emperor. Don’t you understand why?”

  Lu said.

  “Clearly—the nine heavens’ Heavenly Dao has issues. It restricts powerhouse births—blocks the path to Emperor. And likely—blocks your transcendence beyond Emperor.”

  Lu smiled—speaking continuously.

  “So—want to consider joining the Five Phoenixes?”

  Lu said.

  The Heavenly Spirit Ancient Emperor’s eyes turned cold.

  This guy—trying to shake his mentality?!

  Though Lu spoke truth—an Ancient Emperor joining the Five Phoenixes—would Lu not fear usurpation?

  Clearly—the Heavenly Spirit Ancient Emperor heard no sincerity in the invitation.

  “Scram!”

  The Heavenly Spirit Ancient Emperor—carrying the coffin—said coldly.

  Sword qi swept the starry sky—as though to slash down all stars!

  Lu smiled.

  Countless silver blades stacked—phoenix plume sword forming armor.

  Blocking this sword.

  The Heavenly Spirit Ancient Emperor stepped forward—body vanishing like teleportation—attempting to bypass Lu—rushing toward the Five Phoenixes.

  But Lu raised his hand.

  A milky-white Spirit-Pressure beam crashed down.

  One hundred millionfold Spirit-Pressure!

  The Heavenly Spirit Ancient Emperor’s body trembled. Taking this chance—Lu teleported—blocking his path again.

  The Heavenly Spirit Ancient Emperor’s rage could no longer be contained!

  Endless?!

  Suddenly—the Heavenly Spirit Ancient Emperor’s expression changed.

  Silence.

  Too silent!

  The tribulation sounds—had ceased!

  Meanwhile—golden Lu smiled.

  The Five Phoenixes’ Golden Immortal—had been born!

  …

  From utmost clamor to utmost silence—how long?

  Actually—just an instant.

  When the final Golden Immortal tribulation thunderbolt tore from the clouds—

  The world’s clamor reached its peak—as though to burst eardrums.

  Weaker beings covered their ears in fright.

  The tribulation clouds exploded.

  Yet thunder interwove—forming a massive thunder hammer.

  The final thunderbolt—transformed into the hammer—crashing down from the tribulation clouds.

  This strike…

  As though draining all energy from the Five Phoenix Continent.

  Extreme light and heat—made everything dim.

  The hammer fell.

  Roaring echoed endlessly—void collapsing continuously.

  This strike’s power—absolutely reached Emperor realm—Golden Immortal level!

  This was the thunder’s final strike!

  All held their breath—staring at this last bolt.

  Micah gazed gravely—blood boiling.

  The power to contend with Emperor realm…

  Now—he had finally touched it.

  He had always been confident.

  But in the nine heavens—his confidence dulled—even doubting himself.

  Now—in the Five Phoenixes—he regained his lost confidence!

  He—Micah—was a peerless genius!

  “I—Micah—today… must become Emperor!”

  Unyielding conviction like bedrock.

  A sharp whistle.

  Micah transformed into red light—soaring upward.

  Above the sky—the massive thunder hammer seemed to cover the entire firmament.

  The hammer face pressed down.

  Micah—like an ant—fearlessly charged toward the hammer face—like a moth to flame!

  Boom!

  The hammer face smashed down.

  The earth—in this moment—shook like a shaken carpet.

  As though a brilliant star self-destructed—explosive energy swept across the Five Phoenixes’ mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas.

  Raising terrifying storms—giant waves—tsunamis.

  Countless Five Phoenix Immortals acted—suppressing these disasters—gaining fortune.

  After a long time…

  Everything finally calmed.

  In the tens-of-thousands-meter-wide crater—from high above the Five Phoenixes—a massive gap was visible.

  Micah sat cross-legged at the crater’s bottom.

  His skin incinerated—exposing blood-drenched flesh—even stark white bones clearly visible.

  His divine soul nearly cracked—nearly melting under the thunder hammer’s strike.

  Emperor-realm strike…

  Too strong!

  As this strike ended—the tribulation clouds began dissipating.

  Coming fast—leaving fast.

  The sky was covered in vast fortune—like a massive ocean.

  Seeming to envelop the entire firmament.

  Fortune like seas—in this moment… Micah officially stepped into Golden Immortal realm!

  Micah raised his head.

  Above the sky—the tribulation clouds vanished—replaced by seven-colored radiance.

  He breathed heavily—staring at the sky.

  He wanted to know…

  Who was the Five Phoenixes’ first Golden Immortal?

  Because—at this moment—the commotion in the Ascension Land and Underworld had also ceased.

  In the Underworld.

  The entire bitter sea calmed.

  Countless departed souls trembled—watching the figure by the Yellow Springs.

  Tantai Xuan stood quietly. Radiance poured down. The barren Yellow Springs banks—grew vibrant beautiful flowers.

  Turning the Yellow Springs into a sea of blossoms.

  Letting countless departed souls—before reincarnation judgment—see the most beautiful sight of their lives.

  Extra fortune descended.

  Tantai Xuan’s aura climbed relentlessly.

  So—the first to step into Golden Immortal—was not Micah—not Lu Jiulian—but the unexpected Tantai Xuan.

  …

  With three Golden Immortals born—the Five Phoenixes’ worldly fortune surged massively.

  This was a grand opportunity.

  Countless cultivators sought to seize it—gain fortune.

  Each fortune fluctuation—was the best time to obtain it.

  Micah ignored these.

  He rose from the crater—stretching.

  The entire world shook.

  He felt his soul freed—gaining boundless ease.

  “Emperor realm… this is Emperor realm.”

  Micah laughed—stepping forward.

  Appearing beyond the Five Phoenixes.

  The Heavenly Spirit Clan Holy Hall Saints froze—staring at Micah.

  “Traitor! Heavenly Spirit Clan traitor!”

  Suddenly.

  The aged Quasi-Emperor spoke.

  He stared at Micah—his aura surging—transforming into light—charging.

  However—

  Soon.

  The aged Quasi-Emperor’s body stiffened.

  As though a breeze passed.

  Micah’s figure—like teleportation—appeared beside him. A finger pressed his brow.

  The Quasi-Emperor’s pupils contracted.

  Pressure instantly gripped his entire body.

  “Once—I was like you—bound by the Heavenly Dao—decayed and powerless.”

  “Now—I have been reborn.”

  “Quasi-Emperor—I am no longer.”

  “Now—I am Emperor.”

  Micah said calmly.

  His finger pressed lightly—as though it could pierce a Second-Derivation high-martial world.

  The Quasi-Emperor felt the world spin—then was flicked by Micah’s finger—sent flying into the outer void battlefield.

  Like a streak of light—he shattered over a dozen Third-Derivation withered high-martial continents.

  Boom!

  Finally—the aged Quasi-Emperor crashed into a barren, eliminated continent’s surface.

  Blood flowed.

  He did not die. He stared blankly at the shattered continental fragments.

  His eyes dazed.

  Looking at Micah—he saw his own youthful self—full of ambition upon becoming Quasi-Emperor.

  Now—he had completely lost that edge.

  He became a speck of dust on the path to Emperor.

  Overlord, Tang Yimo, Nie Changqing, and other Xuan Immortals drew deep breaths—watching Micah—watching him break through Xuan Immortal Extreme—enter Golden Immortal.

  They felt life-level suppression.

  One finger defeated the Holy Hall Quasi-Emperor—once Micah’s equal.

  This dealt immense shock to the other Holy Hall Saints.

  They forgot the battle—staring blankly at Micah.

  The former Holy Hall Master—had proven Emperor!

  In millions of years of the nine heavens—the first to newly prove the Dao—become Emperor… Micah!

  This was not an ancient Emperor—but a newly proven Emperor realm.

  In this moment—in these Holy Hall Saints’ eyes—everything dimmed.

  Only Micah—remained—like a brilliant constant star—radiating dazzling light.

  Perhaps… joining the Five Phoenixes—was right?!

  These Holy Hall Saints’ convictions began wavering!

  Boom!

  Suddenly.

  The two clashing domains tore apart.

  Sword qi swept—carving a wide path.

  The Heavenly Spirit Ancient Emperor walked out from his sword qi domain.

  With three Golden Immortals born—Lu no longer blocked him.

  Thus—the Heavenly Spirit Ancient Emperor easily exited the domain.

  Micah raised his head—golden hair whipping—fighting spirit soaring.

  The Heavenly Spirit Ancient Emperor—carrying the coffin—looked down.

  Two Emperor pressures spread—equally matched.

  Representing—

  A new Emperor—challenging the old authority Emperor!