Fiancée Stolen by MC, I Trip Them up-Chapter 304 - 206: The Spirit Realm’s Kill Order!

The arrival of the old Zhao Family broke the centuries-old routine of the Spirit Realm.

Especially their unique way of overcoming tribulations.

It was as if they opened the eyes of the people from the Three Thousand Small Worlds, like a knife slicing up from behind.

With a command from the ancestor "Zhao Xuan," tens of thousands of Zhao ancestors carried various Half-Beastmen, Undead Creatures, and those Undead Mages who didn’t manage to escape in time, jumping excitedly in line onto the altar of the passage.

One after another, silver-white tribulation thunders fell, striking dead Half-Beastmen, Undead Creatures, and the struggling Undead Mages.

During this process, the Zhao ancestors demonstrated a high level of discipline.

Everyone was orderly and cooperated seamlessly, perfectly channeling all the tribulation thunders into the passage of the altar.

This day, the Three Thousand Small Worlds were destined not to be peaceful.

Unsettled were also the Spirit Realm scouts observing from the perimeter of the tribulation clouds.

Zhao Yi moved through the crowd, easily hearing their discussions.

"Who are these people?"

"I never dreamed that tribulations could be crossed this way!"

"Inconceivable, absolutely inconceivable!"

"I hear they come from the Cultivation World, who would’ve thought they could be so devious!"

"What’s the Cultivation World? Why haven’t I heard of it before?"

"We must quickly report to our master that the people from the Cultivation World are not to be trifled with!"

After circling the crowd and gathering the general information, Zhao Yi returned near the tribulation clouds to wait for the final result of the tribulation crossing.

This time he was smart, positioning himself upwind and finally avoiding the fate of being poisoned by various smells.

The Half-Beastmen were almost all dead; besides those scared to death by the tribulation thunder, nearly all were tormented by the Zhao ancestors.

The air was filled not only with the stench of livestock, excrement, and urine but also the burning hair smell of lightning and the roasted meat aroma of cooked flesh.

Various strange smells mixed together, making the area near the altar passage like a giant crematorium; the smell was overwhelmingly intense.

Rumble, rumble, rumble!

Soon, the seventh tribulation thunder struck.

Around the altar, it was already empty.

Even the Behemoth Race, the ones Zhao ancestors were most reluctant to part with, were all struck dead by the tribulation thunder.

The undead situation was even more tragic.

Not to mention the Undead Creatures, even the Undead Mages were all dead.

The Zhao ancestors looked around, unable to find targets, realizing they had to go themselves and suddenly exploded in anger.

The ancestor "Zhao Xuan" didn’t know where Zhao Yi was hiding, furiously saying, "Kid, if you don’t come out and deal with these tribulation thunders, I’ll have to write a blood letter when I get back!"

Zhao Yi didn’t speak, instead solemnly staring at the rolling tribulation clouds over everyone’s heads.

Zhao Yi was preparing to conduct an experiment.

If he could use the Little World to collect all the tribulation thunders at the moment they fell and then release them in a very short time, sending them into the Little World passage.

Would this, in a way, allow him to control the thunder tribulation?

Zhao Yi acted on his thoughts instantly.

He was tense, his gaze fixed on the distant tribulation clouds.

The power of the thunder tribulation increased with each one.

After seven tribulation thunders, the density of the tribulation clouds had reached its peak.

Rumble!

As the explosions of thunder rang out, gigantic silver-white Thunder Dragons rolled in the endless tribulation clouds.

"Here it comes!"

Zhao Yi’s eyes narrowed, and at the moment the Thunder Dragons emerged, he opened the Little World to collect all the tribulation thunders.

Zhao Yi’s Little World was no smaller than an average Small Thousand World.

With the barrier of the Little World open, collecting Thunder Dragons within hundreds of kilometers was as easy as pie.

Then, Zhao Yi discovered a problem.

Because the Thunder Dragons had a predetermined downward direction, Zhao Yi only needed to open the Little World’s barrier, and those Thunder Dragons would naturally fall into the Little World.

However, to release the Thunder Dragons, Zhao Yi needed to contact them with his Divine Sense.

Divine Sense is yin, while tribulation thunder is yang.

As Zhao Yi’s Divine Sense approached the Thunder Dragons formed by tribulation thunder, it melted away like winter snow meeting the spring sun.

Fortunately, Zhao Yi’s Divine Sense was sufficient and exceptionally tenacious.

In the instant the Divine Sense melted, Zhao Yi released all the Thunder Dragons, sending them into the Spirit Realm passage.

This time, the tribulation thunder was different from before.

The previous seven tribulation thunders struck the Half-Beastmen, Undead Creatures, and Undead Mages first, consuming much of their power before entering the Small Thousand World.

The eighth tribulation thunder had no barriers.

There was only a slight obstruction by Zhao Yi’s Divine Soul, but the consumption was negligible.

Thus, what fell into the Spirit Realm passage was the strongest eighth tribulation thunder of the Celestial Destiny Tribulation.

Endless Thunder Dragons fell into the passage, and the stones of unknown material on the altar were instantly cracked open by the violent lightning force.

Then, with a "boom," the altar exploded, and the channel from the Spirit Realm to the Black Stele Forest was directly severed.

The passage explosion unleashed a suffocating spatial storm.

The spatial storm, accompanied by the endless power of tribulation thunder, in a very short time, swept through all the Three Thousand Small Worlds.

Rumble!

Almost simultaneously, an endless storm began ravaging from the entrance of the channel in the Three Thousand Small Worlds, and the weather changed in all worlds.

The Three Thousand Small Worlds shook simultaneously, with the Spirit Realm as the core, being the epicenter of all the storm eruptions.

As the endless storm brewed, the Spirit Realm formed a rare primordial energy tide unseen in tens of thousands of years.

Rolling primordial energy rose from every corner of the Spirit Realm, forming a massive spiritual tide.

The primordial energy tide rolled within the Spirit Realm, then inexplicably vanished.

After the primordial energy tide came the spiritual tide.

Endless spiritual beasts and monsters seemed to be frightened by something, fleeing from their nests in terror.

Then they formed a spiritual tide, continuously assaulting the dwellings of various cultivators.

The primordial energy tide and spiritual tide quickly spread from the Spirit Realm to the Three Thousand Small Worlds.

Finally, almost every world experienced the upheaval of spiritual tides, with spiritual energy inexplicably dissipating from all the primordial energy tides.

Sensitive and powerful beings in the Spirit Realm and the Three Thousand Small Worlds were shocked to discover.

After the cultivators from the Cultivation World crossed their tribulation in the Spirit Realm, a primordial energy tide formed, and then a third of the spiritual energy of the entire world disappeared.

This discovery, when spread, caused the entire Three Thousand Small Worlds to shake simultaneously.

Many knew that since the extinction of the Ancient Race, the spiritual energy in the Spirit Realm and the Three Thousand Small Worlds had been steadily depleting.

However, this dissipation of spiritual energy was slow, with at most about two-thirds lost over tens of thousands of years.

But just now, the spiritual energy of the whole world directly lost a third, more than in tens of thousands of years combined.

At this moment, the powerful beings of the Spirit Realm and the Three Thousand Small Worlds reached a consensus.

Those from the Cultivation World are a calamity.

They cannot be allowed to continue causing havoc in the Spirit Realm.

Or else the end of the magical era for the Three Thousand Small Worlds is at hand.

Almost at the same time, the Spirit Realm and the Three Thousand Small Worlds issued a kill order against the elders from the Cultivation World.

Smiting those wicked beings from the Cultivation World! 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

Zhao Yi was unaware that his impulsive action had brought such heavy damage to the Spirit Realm and the Three Thousand Small Worlds.

Zhao Yi was now having a headache.

Just now, for some unknown reason, the Chaos Qi around the Little World reappeared.

And the quantity far exceeded before.

Worse yet, the new Chaos Qi remembered the previous grudge.

This time, even before the Purple Gold Divine Dragon used the Thunder Spirit Pearl to explode, the Chaos Qi had already formed the eye of a storm.

The Chaos Storm kept expanding as if it wanted to absorb all the Chaos Qi and deliver a massive blow to Zhao Yi.

Sss!

Looking at the endless Chaos Eye, Zhao Yi felt extremely uneasy.

He suddenly thought of the ancestor "Zhao Xuan’s" life-saving skill.

I wonder if kowtowing and begging for mercy would work at this point.

PS: Seeking recommendations and follow-up reads.