Chapter 090: Opening the Divine Soul Space

"What... what is happening?" Sensing the ancient qi diminishing around them, countless people opened their eyes, their puzzled gazes sweeping across the surroundings—the energy was fading!

"Could the Martial Arts Platform be closing?" A thought arose in someone's mind, and they exclaimed in surprise.

"Impossible? It's only been open for a short while." Someone jumped out, exclaiming repeatedly. The Martial Arts Platform was supposed to be open for a day; it couldn't close early.

"No... the surrounding energy is being drawn away by Yang Tian... Look!" Someone discerned the details. A massive vortex was now spinning above Yang Tian's head, from which dull rumbles continuously emanated.

"What's going on?" Some people were instantly dumbfounded at the sight.

"Is he undergoing a tribulation?" Shan Qu scratched his head, looking incredulously at the energy vortex above, where black clouds were already appearing.

A binding force instantly enveloped Yang Tian's body. Yang Tian sighed, then immersed his mind into the Ancestral Dragon Ring. There was still some time before the lightning tribulation descended.

"It's time to open the divine soul space!" Gazing at the soul crystal in the Ancestral Dragon Ring, Yang Tian murmured, then swallowed it directly.

Within Yang Tian's sea of consciousness, a faint wisp of divine soul power was like a spark. This strand of soul power was extremely fragile. As soon as Yang Tian tried to mobilize it, an overwhelming sense of fatigue instantly assaulted his mind.

"Slowly gather energy." Yang Tian glanced at the cloud mass that was about to solidify in the sky, then sank his mind into the sea of consciousness, where the soul crystal had now fallen beside it.

"How do I use this thing?" Frowning slightly, the soul crystal was too rare; he had no idea how to open a space. Just as Yang Tian was stunned, the soul crystal suddenly moved.

In Yang Tian's sea of consciousness, the soul body he had just solidified slowly floated onto the soul crystal. A joyful thought continuously swept through his mind, and the interior of the soul crystal seemed to melt.

Yang Tian's mind constantly observed the changes in the soul crystal, but outside, it was as if a pot had exploded. Within a thousand zhang radius of Yang Tian, there was no one left.

"What cultivation technique is Yang Tian practicing? It can actually trigger a lightning tribulation." Blinking, Qing Yuan's gaze fixed on the spot where black clouds were about to solidify in the sky, and he couldn't help but draw a cold breath.

Cultivators feared lightning tribulations the most, yet Yang Tian had triggered one just after stepping into the martial artist realm. Such occurrences were rare in the history of the Eastern Continent, achievable only by some divine sons of sacred lands.

"A lightning tribulation? How is that possible?" Licking his dry lips, Gu Mo couldn't believe his eyes. Lightning tribulations were too terrifying. According to records from the sacred lands, a divine son had once been struck dead by a lightning tribulation.

"Could Yang Tian be practicing a Heaven-grade technique?" Many people discussed among themselves.

"A Heaven-grade technique? Impossible! At the beginning of cultivation, being able to successfully cultivate a Star-grade technique is already a blessing from heaven. This is absolutely impossible!" Many refuted. Heaven-grade techniques were not something one could practice at will; the required blood energy was too terrifying.

If it took others ten years to enter the martial artist realm with a Profound-grade technique, then a Heaven-grade technique would require dozens of times the effort. Practicing a Heaven-grade technique at the Blood Refining realm was simply a fantasy.

Many didn't believe it, but greed flickered in their eyes. Even if it wasn't a Heaven-grade technique, it was many times stronger than the techniques they practiced. If they could obtain Yang Tian's technique, they dared not imagine.

Observing the changes in the soul crystal all along, Yang Tian was unaware that many people had already set their sights on him.

Within the sea of consciousness, dark luster surged continuously. Yang Tian's soul was bathed in this black mist, and his sesame-sized body was visibly growing.

At the source of the black qi, a space the size of a fingernail had begun to take shape, like a well, continuously spewing black gas. At this moment, Yang Tian's soul force was soaking in the well.

"Could this be soul qi?" Sensing his soul force surging, Yang Tian smacked his lips. The soul qi contained within was immense, enough to greatly expand his soul force.

"This heavenly tribulation is truly powerful." Glancing at the black cloud mass overhead, where faint bolts of lightning were already flickering, the pressure emanating from within was extremely formidable.

"It should still take some time." Withdrawing his gaze, Yang Tian took out the Soul-Nourishing Lotus Seed and swallowed it directly.

Within his sea of consciousness, a dazzling five-colored light suddenly burst forth, instantly filling the entire sea. At that moment, Yang Tian's soul force trembled as the extraordinarily brilliant radiance madly surged into his soul.

"How monstrous." Seeing his soul body growing taller, Yang Tian exclaimed. The soul body, originally the size of a sesame seed, was now rapidly increasing in height. When it reached the size of a fingernail, the rate gradually slowed.

"Just as I thought—it can enhance the soul's origin and greatly aid a nascent soul." Yang Tian could clearly sense the energy within the soul body skyrocketing.

Soul Gathering, Spirit Roaming, Force Forging, Essence Tempering, Soul Refining, Manifestation, Primordial Spirit!

The soul is divided into seven major realms, each with four levels: low, mid, high, and peak. Currently, Yang Tian's soul strength had reached the mid-level of Soul Gathering. Once he achieved great mastery in Soul Gathering and broke through to Spirit Roaming, his soul body would be able to leave his physical form.

At this moment, less than one-tenth of the Soul-Nourishing Lotus Seed's energy had been consumed. The energy within was so vast that the soul could not absorb it all at once; it would take a long time to fully devour.

"If only I had a cultivation method for the soul, I wouldn't have to rely on the soul body absorbing on its own." Sensing that the absorption rate had slowed considerably, Yang Tian sighed.

Cultivation methods for the soul were extremely rare; often, even a Dao artifact could not be exchanged for one. Even ancient aristocratic families might not possess such high-grade goods, and most were incomplete.

"Boom, rumble..." In the sky, the pitch-black cloud mass shrouded the void, silver light flashing continuously within. A terrifying aura was brewing, and the surrounding primordial qi grew increasingly thin.

"What a fearsome heavenly tribulation. I wonder how many thunderbolts there will be." The onlookers murmured. Within the entire ten-thousand-zhang space, only Yang Tian stood alone. If anyone approached during a cultivator's tribulation, they would be attacked by the heavenly tribulation in the sky.

"Brother Yang will surely survive the tribulation." Yun'er prayed for Yang Tian. Her cultivation had also broken through, comprehending the phenomenon of "Emerald Waves Cleaving the Azure Sky," an extremely powerful vision.

"Don't worry, little sister." Sensing Yun'er's delicate body trembling slightly, Xing Hao patted her shoulder and comforted her, "Yang Tian is a man of good fortune; nothing will happen to him."

"This is the might of heaven." Yang Tian opened his eyes. The cloud mass, seemingly within arm's reach, exerted a psychological pressure. An aura of destruction spread within, draining the color from heaven and earth.

"This is the ancient era; the energy of the heavenly tribulation should be much stronger, right?" Taking a deep breath, Yang Tian continually calmed his nervous mind.

"This little one isn't afraid at all." Noticing Xiao Bai's low growls, as if challenging the heavenly might, Yang Tian couldn't help smacking his lips. Beasts were extremely afraid of heavenly tribulation. When a sixth-rank spirit beast advanced to a demon beast, it had to undergo a great heavenly tribulation, but fewer than one in ten survived.

"Look, it's starting." At that moment, the energy brewing in the sky seemed to reach a peak. A压抑 and stifling aura swept through—a sign of an impending eruption.

"Yang Tian, oh Yang Tian, even if you can trigger heavenly thunder, so what? Without a strong foundation, you'll still die under the tribulation." Li Hongtao roared inwardly. To undergo tribulation, one needed to prepare many artifacts, but Yang Tian only had a powerful physical body. Yet how could the might of heavenly tribulation be withstood by mere flesh?

"Boom!"

A thunderous roar resounded through the sky! The lightning within the cloud mass finally erupted. A thumb-thick bolt of lightning, like a serpent, surged out from the cloud mass, its fierce pressure cascading down overwhelmingly. As the wind howled, a blinding silver light streaked across the sky.