Chapter 940: Chapter 7: Misjudged the Strength of the Heavenly Tribulation_2

Alas, my well-intentioned efforts, no one understands!

It doesn’t matter, once the two are together, they will thank me sooner or later!

At the top of Sky Pillar Peak, the scene of Crossing Tribulation, Yan Yu finished clearing the first wave of Tribulation Thunder and then saw the second wave, denser than the first, already entering the coverage range of the formation and reaching an altitude of nearly three thousand meters.

He manipulated the sword technique again, activating the Yin-Yang Dust Sword Formation.

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Not only internally in Lu Country people were eagerly waiting, but even internationally there was collective attention on “Lu Country cultivator crossing the tribulation” news.

Although they were unable to film Yan Yu’s tribulation scene up close, they accessed the most advanced military surveillance satellite to make an oblique shot of Lu Country from above the West Pacific and saw the terrifying scene of heavenly tribulation thunderbolts crashing down.

It was as if the apocalypse had descended.

The underground betting market opened immediately, with bets against Yan Yu passing the heavenly tribulation amounting to nearly 80%. After all, to date, no Transcendent has successfully broken through to the next Great Realm globally; everyone who attempted this step has ended up dead.

The “Great Filter,” this is how the international community refers to “crossing the tribulation,” and it is also considered a natural mechanism used by the transcendent world to limit the number of Transcendents. And the heavenly tribulation Yan Yu was facing is clearly the most immense and exaggerated “Great Filter” among all Transcendent systems.

Inside the Privy Council of Lu Country, the movement of the technicians became more frequent. Due to the second wave of Tribulation Thunder far exceeding the expert group’s estimates, almost everyone became tense, filling the area with an extremely anxious atmosphere.

“Normally, there would only be one wave of Tribulation Thunder,” Mei Yingxue remotely connected from Jingbei Province to Pingjing to start responding to inquiries from experts, “Merit and karmic obstacles only influence the intensity of the heavenly tribulation itself, not the number of thunderbolts, this situation generally only indicates that he is forming a higher grade Golden Core.”

“But previous talent assessments suggested that he should be forming a Mid-grade Golden Core,” asked a certain Cabinet Secretary, “after taking the Nine Revolutions Vermilion Phoenix Pill.”

“Talent assessments are not absolute,” Mei Yingxue pondered.

She considered revealing the fact that “Yan Yu’s breathing exercises become more efficient near beauties.” However, after briefly considering, she knew that even if she said it, it would be meaningless, as this also belongs to talent issues that vary from person to person — Lu Country has so many cultivators for research, yet they still can’t solve the ordinary people’s cultivation issues, let alone to utilize Yan Yu’s special physique.

“So the increased number of tribulation waves is because his talent was underestimated?” another Cabinet Secretary asked.

“Cannot say that,” Mei Yingxue shook her head and said, “The intensity of a heavenly tribulation and the Core Formation Grade are indeed positively correlated, but there is no specific calculation formula. The former might not smoothly increase with the latter, and the possibility of a stepwise leap also exists, and it cannot be calculated in advance.”

“But based on current estimates, Yan Yu’s likelihood of successfully crossing the tribulation is rapidly declining.”

“Yes,” Mei Yingxue acknowledged this point, “but I believe he will get through it.”

The questioning Cabinet Secretary fell silent for a moment, then said to Mei Yingxue:

“Yes, we all hope he will get through it.”

Seeing the second wave of tribulation thunder diving down again at twice the density, Li Zhaojiang watching the TV screen couldn’t help but say:

“Damn, Old Yan is doomed…”

Before he could finish, he was glared back by Li Minghu.

“Old Yan will be fine.” Facing his sister’s sharply threatening gaze, Li Zhaojiang quickly corrected himself, “His Yin-Yang Dust Sword Formation is too powerful, just a few swipes previously and a large part of the tribulation thunder was gone! Now there are more tribulation thunders but it just means spending a little longer running the sword formation.”

“The Yin-Yang Dust Sword Formation consumes a lot of True Yuan,” Xu Jin suddenly said, standing beside, “Captain Yan is desperately conserving his endurance.”

“Right,” Li Minghu said with a grave expression, “from what we see now, it’s very likely his endurance won’t be sufficient.”

The tribulation thunders won’t stop. Either continuously consume True Yuan using the Yin-Yang Dust Sword Formation to counter the heavenly tribulation or use the one-off Flying Sword and Magic Treasure to perish together with the tribulation thunder. The quantity of the latter and the consumption efficiency of the former are broadly estimable and comparing these with the number of tribulation thunders will give the calculation.

“What should we do?” Li Zhaojiang asked anxiously.

Although he had always been worried about his sister being charmed by Yan Yu, seeing Yan Yu struggling so much at the tribulation site evoked a stronger sense of sorrow for Yan’s plight.

“Yan Yu is not one to sit and wait for death,” Li Minghu said softly, “He should be taking some measures…”

While everyone was discussing, they saw Yan Yu suddenly stop the Sword Array and take another Elixir Medicine before sitting down to refine it with all his power.

Not only that, but even the Ten Thousand Bamboo Sword and the Puppet Azhen’s Xuan Guang Ruler also stopped.

“Captain?” In the Zhenghai Team meeting room, Lin Ning suddenly stood up, “What happened to him? Is he out of True Yuan?”

With Yan Yu completely stopping, the Tribulation Thunder descended without any hindrance, pressing down relentlessly!

“Captain…” Su Yunjin subconsciously held her breath, feeling cold in her hands and feet, only to hear Zhao Yuanzhen suddenly roar:

“Is he a fool? Even if the True Yuan is exhausted, it’s better than just waiting for death!”

She stormed up to the screen, as if she wished she could pull Yan Yu out from the television and give him a beating.

Xie Ruoxi was also stunned, hastily looking towards Chen Lingyun for help.

Chen Lingyun pondered for a moment, then slightly smiled:

“No, he is maximizing endurance.”

“Maximizing endurance?” Su Yunjin was startled, looking again at the screen in disbelief, then suddenly understood.

The Copper Light Tribulation Thunder from above 1000 meters was almost vertical to the ground. As it got closer to Yan Yu, almost all the thunderbolts began to divert direction, changing from vertically downwards to shooting towards Yan Yu, with the overall formation gradually shifting from cylindrical to inverted cone.

Plus, the delaying effect from the Taiqing Mist Formation caused all of the Copper Light Tribulation Thunders within this inverted cone to be further compressed, becoming increasingly dense and crowded.

“The more Tribulation Thunders in a unit space, the faster the efficiency of breaking them with the Yin-Yang Dust Sword Formation.” Zhang Huaide suddenly realized, “He is looking to further increase efficiency to sustain endurance!”

“But this is exchanged by time and space, right?” Tang Xiaolian said worriedly, “The lower the Tribulation Thunder, the denser it becomes, and the closer it gets to him. If even one gets through, I’m afraid there won’t be much time to react and remedy!”

“No worries.” Zhou Hongyu remained indifferent and calm, “Yan Yu is best at adapting to situations on the fly, using high risks for greater benefits in endurance, he can handle it.”

Tang Xiaolian was speechless, Captain Zhou, you’re almost breaking off the armrests of the chair!

The Copper Light Tribulation Thunder continued to descend, 600 meters, 500 meters… even beginning to enlarge within Yan Yu’s field of vision. He could clearly see each shape and detail of the thunderbolts: like sharp swords pointing downwards, with dazzling green light and rushing thunder, making it undeniable the terrifying energy they contained.

All the viewers watching the live stream of the tribulation, regardless of whether they understood Yan Yu’s intentions, had only one thought in their minds:

At what height will he finally make a move to intercept?

The answer came soon.

When the first Tribulation Thunder dropped to the height of 160 meters, Yan Yu’s finger on his knee suddenly pinched out a Sword technique.

Yin-Yang Dust Sword Formation, fall!

Four lines of Sword Qi flashed, first forming an X-shape, then each diagonally pulling upwards with force, spinning quickly clockwise like flower petals, accompanied by a massive number of Copper Light Tribulation Thunders breaking, bursting, and fading away, causing the dazzling green thunder light to burst into an immense expanse, almost like a gigantic Qing Lian blooming wildly from the aerial view!