Chapter 505: The Numinous Realm
Many venerables appeared in the vicinity of the storm clouds. Even a few transcending mortality and mortality shedding saints, who had not appeared for ages, also appeared. Many of them could trigger the Immortal Ascension Heavenly Tribulation, but because they were not sure, none of them dared to. Now, they wanted to see if this junior who had appeared in the last millennium could succeed.
Most were skeptical.
All things equal, alchemists cultivated faster than any other types of cultivators. That was not to say alchemists could cultivate faster, but that they could concoct pills that sped up their cultivation speed. Not only that, if they were talented enough, they could concoct pills that helped them reach the next realm, such as the Foundation Establishment Pill, Core Formation Pill, Nascent Soul Pill, Unity Pill, and their martial counterparts.
According to legend, there should be a True Immortal Pill, Immortal Monarch Pill, Immortal Emperor Pill, and Immortal Sovereign Pill, but the recipes were lost at the end of the primordial era. Although anyone who took those pills to become immortal would forever be unable to make progress unless they took another pill that raised their strength and they would be the weakest of their types, many people still sought them. After all, individuals that had the luck, and the chance to enter the Immortal Realm appeared only once in a blue moon.
The onlookers watched with bated breath. After hundreds of lightning bolts, one final bolt descended. That last bolt was like the source of all light in heaven and earth. When it struck Ding Mian, it was as if the sun had appeared on the ground, and the sky turned into night because the sun had left.
When the radiance died down, the onlookers saw an upside-down cauldron where Ding Mian sat. It was caked in black soot, and the surrounding ground had turned into a crater of glass from the sheer heat of the lightning bolt. Just as they were wondering if they should go forward and check if Ding Mian had died, the cauldron shook.
In front of everyone’s eyes, the cauldron flew up and reversed itself, revealing Ding Mian. He didn’t look good, with singed hair, dried blood covering his body, and torn robes. At first glance, it would have been the best chance for any greedy cultivators to kill and rob his possessions, but none dared no matter how great their courage was.
Although he looked injured and weak, his aura had dramatically increased. Just his aura alone was enough to freeze most saints. If any of them had secret thoughts of killing Ding Mian, they all extinguished them at this moment.
Ding Mian rose into the air. At a visible rate, the spiritual qi of heaven and earth gathered around him, flowing into his body. His hair returned to its jet black sheen, and his burnt skin fell off, revealing tender skin. Except for his torn robe, Ding Mian appeared even better than before he resisted the lightning bolts.