The Path of Immortality: Starts With Creating Water Bear Gu-Chapter 452: Seeing the Ressurection Flower

“How is this possible? Is there truly a Gu in this world capable of controlling tribulation lightning? Why have I never heard of such a thing?”

Staring at the Gu insect wrapped in flashing white lightning, Shui Wuqing’s expression turned grave, his eyes filled with deep dread.

Ghosts were especially fearful of tribulation lightning. If someone died in a place like this, they might still have a chance of becoming a ghost. But if struck by tribulation lightning, they would be reduced to ashes—completely obliterated, with not even a trace of a ghost left behind.

“Not good!”

Just then, the Gu suddenly spat a bolt of white lightning directly at him. Shui Wuqing’s pupils contracted, and every hair on his body stood on end. He hurriedly dodged to the side.

The bolt scraped past his face and slammed into the tree behind him. After piercing through over a dozen trees, its power finally dispersed.

Having narrowly escaped death, Shui Wuqing was shocked by the sight. If such a bolt had struck him directly, the consequences would’ve been unimaginable. The sheer destructive force confirmed it was indeed tribulation lightning.

Before he could even catch his breath, Long Xuan shouted loudly, “Run? Where can you run to?”

“One bolt of tribulation lightning didn’t hit you? Then I’ll use several. I want to see how long you can keep dodging.”

As his voice fell, a patch of dark clouds suddenly appeared in the sky—clouds riddled with writhing streaks of white lightning. The dazzling brightness reflected off every face below.

“It’s the Reincarnation Lightning Tribulation Cloud! This Gu can truly summon tribulation lightning! No—this is a weakened version of the Reincarnation Thunder. Its power is far inferior to the real thing. Even so, the force of tribulation lightning is not something even a Gu King can withstand lightly!”

Everyone below—whether human or ghost—stopped fighting. They all looked up, shocked and horrified by the thunderclouds overhead.

The tribulation lightning began to descend—one bolt, two bolts... wave after wave rained down mercilessly, bombarding the ground.

Ghosts struck by the white lightning let out shrill screams as they turned into black smoke, reduced to ashes on the spot.

Shui Wuqing, in particular, became the main target of the heavenly wrath. White lightning bolts fell on him like a torrential downpour. He dodged left and right, barely avoiding over ten bolts—until finally, one caught up with him and struck his left shoulder.

His body was torn apart—half of it blasted away.

With a miserable cry and panic in his eyes, Shui Wuqing no longer dared to linger. He turned into a faint shadow and fled into the distance.

“Where do you think you're going?!”

Long Xuan was always one to eliminate threats completely. How could he let Shui Wuqing escape? With a commanding roar, he sent out a lightning-woven spiderweb that flew after the fleeing soul, capturing it perfectly.

As soon as the remnant soul touched the web, sizzling noises erupted. White smoke rose where it corroded the spirit, and Shui Wuqing's tragic wails echoed through the forest.

The web slowly shrank, and the screams gradually faded. Soon, the soul inside the web was completely erased from existence. The onlookers were all shaken to the core.

At the same time, the tribulation cloud in the sky dissipated. The Tribulation Gu, now in spider form, seemed exhausted. Showing signs of fatigue, it retreated into the insect nurturing pouch at Long Xuan’s waist without a sound.

“So weak. Let’s go.”

Long Xuan hadn’t expected dealing with the ghostly Shui Wuqing using tribulation lightning to be so easy. Though slightly surprised, his expression remained calm. Securing his bag, he called out to Zhu Jiuge, and they continued forward.

Most of the ghosts in the area had been annihilated by the lightning storm. The few that survived were trembling in fear. When they saw Long Xuan approach, they instinctively scattered, not daring to block his path.

In the blink of an eye, Long Xuan and Zhu Jiuge had moved far into the distance. Within the perilous Black Forest, the two of them moved as if strolling through their own backyard.

Watching their fading figures, Jiu Kang and the others were visibly shaken, their expressions exceedingly solemn.

“A Gu that controls tribulation lightning… truly terrifying. With just one strike, it makes all ghosts flee in fear. With such a Gu at hand, he can practically ignore the dangers of this stage.”

Jiu Kang clicked his tongue, still stunned and unable to recover from the shock.

“This is my first time seeing a Gu with such an ability. When did the Gu World produce such a terrifying species? Could it be one that he developed on his own?” said Cha Shan, his gaze also deeply heavy.

“Tsk tsk... The power to control tribulation lightning—need I say how frightening that is? The potential of this Gu is astronomical. Though the lightning it summons now isn’t even one percent of true tribulation lightning, in the future... I believe its potential can rival the Ten Great Forbidden Gu!”

Zhuge Yuan’s eyes gleamed as he folded his fan and quickly moved ahead.

“Everyone, let’s keep up. With him clearing the path, we can safely pass this trial!”

As Zhuge Yuan finished, the others’ eyes lit up. They quickly chased in the direction Long Xuan had gone.

And so, what should have been a deadly trial at Ghost Gate Pass, where most participants were expected to fall, turned into a miracle of survival—thanks to Long Xuan.

Though Ghost Gate Pass was meant to be the hardest of the three trials, it claimed far fewer lives than the previous two.

Three Days Later.

Long Xuan and Zhu Jiuge arrived before a black altar. The altar was massive, inscribed with mysterious runes and surrounded by thousands of stone steps on all sides.

At the center of the altar bloomed a vividly enchanting flower, glowing faintly red—absolutely mesmerizing.

It was clear at a glance: this crimson flower was the legendary Ressurection Flower, said to bring the dead back to life.

Long Xuan halted, eyes fixed on the flower with deep interest, but did not ascend the steps recklessly.

An altar of such grandeur must hold secrets—and hidden dangers. He chose to wait for Zhu Jiuge’s information first.

Zhu Jiuge’s eyes blazed as she stared at the flower. A rare bright smile crossed his face as she said excitedly, “This is the Ressurection Flower, as spoken of in legends. It’s said to connect the realms of yin and yang—and can revive departed souls.”

“The flower feeds on flesh and soul. It needs to devour countless living beings before it can fully bloom.”

“This entire altar was built to nurture the Ressurection Flower. All who die within the Mystic Realm of the River God are drawn here, their remains used as nourishment.”

“But that’s not its only function. Anyone who steps onto the altar’s steps will be stripped of all powers. Even flying becomes impossible—they must ascend, step by step.”

“Here, physical strength reigns supreme.”

Hearing this, Long Xuan’s eyes narrowed in thought.

If the altar could suppress all powers, wouldn’t that also include Zhu Jiuge’s Doom Gu?

Just as he was pondering this, a man in black robes suddenly lunged forward from behind. His eyes burned with madness as he rushed up the steps.

Seeing someone eyeing the Ressurection Flower, Zhu Jiuge couldn’t remain indifferent. Anxious, she dashed forward as well, launching an attack at the robed man’s back.