<h4>Chapter 5145 Unable to Bear a Single Blow</h4>


    Seeing Long Chen starting to merge the thunderforce and me energy, Yan Hong couldn’t wait any longer. When he reached the border of the thirty-six lightning pirs, the heavenly tribtion quivered, and a lightning sword ruthlessly targeted him.


    In response, Yan Hong shouted and shattered the lightning sword, but he had unwittingly stirred up a ho’s nest. The heavenly tribtion, initially focused solely on Long Chen, now seemed to perceive Yan Hong as Long Chen’s ally. A torrent of lightning suddenly descended upon him as well.


    Yan Hong’s fists moved in a blur as mes erupted around him, and he pushed forward through the lightning currents.


    <i>BOOM!</i>


    As Yan Hong reached the lightning pirs, it was like he had crashed into an invisible wall, which sent him flying back with his nose caved in.


    When he was thrown back to the crowd, startled cries rang out as the lightning chased him. After grasping their auras, the heavenly tribtion started to unleash its power on them as well.


    Yan Hong became the spark that started a forest fire—the heavenly tribtion’s destructive lightning descended upon all of them.


    One of Pill Valley’s disciples was struck by a lightning sword and directly coughed up blood. He eximed, “What is going on?! Heavenly tribtion isn’t supposed to have this kind of energy!”


    In his recollection, his heavenly tribtions had always been gentle. No matter how violent they became, they would never threaten his life.


    To a Heavenly Chosen, a heavenly tribtion’s energy resembled a mother’s hand that nourished them. It was filled with warmth and would give them whatever they wanted.


    However, it was different today. Their mother’s hand had be ruthless, pping them without mercy.


    “This idiot!” Lu Fan and the others cursed Yan Hong for causing this. After all, the heavenly tribtion had gathered all their tribtion clouds to kill Long Chen. If they didn’t provoke the tribtion, it would ignore them, and once Long Chen was dead, their tribtions would reappear.


    However, Yan Hong’s interference caused the heavenly tribtion to attack them indiscriminately. He was practically helping Long Chen.


    “This isn’t heavenly tribtion but heavenly punishment! You have to understand the difference! Absorbing destructive runes will only bring you harm. Only the pure lightning energy can help you condense Eternal runes!” shouted Lu Fan.


    “How are we supposed to tell the difference?!” asked a disciple in panic.


    “The ones with destructive auras are bad, and the ones without are pure thunderforce!” answered Lu Fan patiently.


    “And how can we sense the destructive auras?!”


    “If you can’t even tell the difference, just fucking die!” Lu Fan directly cursed. Just how stupid did someone have to be to ask such a question?


    The next moment, the panicked disciple was struck by a lightning sword and died just like that. He truly gave Lu Fan a great deal of face.


    “What?” Lu Fan was taken aback, unable to grasp what had just happened.


    In truth, the panicked disciple really couldn’t tell if the lightning runes contained destructive auras or not. Relying solely on his innate talent and family resources, he had risen to his current realm, but now it was backfiring.


    For a Heavenly Chosen, facing tribtion was usually like an all-you-can-eat buffet—every bit of tribtion energy was theirs for the taking. But now, the buffet had been tainted with poison. How could the panicked disciple tell which parts were safe and which were deadly? As a result, he ended up absorbing a lightning rune filled only with the will of annihtion. Unprepared for such a thing, a lightning sword struck him in the head and killed him.


    He was the first Heavenly Chosen killed by heavenly tribtion in this era, leaving everyone speechless. It was the first time they had witnessed a Heavenly Chosen perish from their own tribtion.


    Following him, an expert of the Blood race was also struck by a lightning sword, and the destructive energy extinguished his soul. Just like that, another Heavenly Chosen fell.


    “What is going on?! This isn’t heavenly tribtion, it’s hell!” The Heavenly Chosens started to scream in terror.


    The terrifying destructive power of the heavenly tribtion crashed down, and as Heavenly Chosens began to fall, they all crumbled under pressure.


    In truth, these Heavenly Chosens had been pampered by their sects. With the karmic luck of the Heavenly Daos supporting them, their lives had always gone smoothly. Even if they did encounter danger, thanks to their karmic luck, they were always able to smoothly turn it into fortune.


    As a result, ny-nine percent of these Heavenly Chosens had never felt their lives in peril. Of course, they had never imagined that they might one day face death.


    Usually, they acted like supreme existences looking down on all others, but when death came for them, they instantly crumbled. The heavenly tribtion showed no mercy. Lightning swords brimming with destructive power rained down relentlessly, ughtering one Heavenly Chosen after another. Panic spread among them, with some crying out for their parents and weeping uncontrobly.


    Bai Yingxue, Feng You, and the others were stunned. They hadn’t anticipated that these supposedly supreme Heavenly Chosens would be so mentally fragile. It shattered their previous understanding of them.


    “What should we do? We’re not receiving any tempering from the lightning, so we can’t advance to the Eternal realm. We can’t help Long Chen like this,” remarked Hu Xiaoyu as she looked up. After all, all the tribtion lightning above them was absorbed by Long Chen.


    “Don’t panic just yet. Long Chen definitely has his own ns. We just need to wait for his orders,” said Feng You.


    At this moment, Feng You entrusted everything to Long Chen, resigned to the possibility that they might all perish here together.


    “Gather up!” shouted one peak expert.


    Amidst the chaos, the peak experts of the various races began to assemble. They would block the heavenly tribtion for everyone to give them time to breathe. After all, if this chaos continued, most of the Heavenly Chosens would die. The lightning swords were just too terrifying, their destructive energy not only damaging the flesh but also wounding the soul.


    Their innate reverence toward the Heavenly Daos made it easy for their wills to be crushed by the destructive force of the heavens. This was especially true for these “elites”, whose wills were often weaker than those of ordinary people.


    <i>BOOM!</i>


    Just as the peak experts managed to regain a bit of order, a thunderous explosion erupted from the heart of the thirty-six lightning pirs. When everyone turned to see what was happening, startled cries filled the air.