Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?-Chapter 338 - 280: The Mo Family’s Strength Faces the Wind and Thunder Tribulation Head-On

Chapter 338: Chapter 280: The Mo Family’s Strength Faces the Wind and Thunder Tribulation Head-On

At the original site of the small village, the place was now a desolate scene, surrounded by no high mountains, and it had become a rarely visited place.

Han Yu and Ling Wuce brought Mo Yang here, and about twenty Mo Family members in the distance put down the large iron box they were carrying at a spot that had once housed Wood Spirits, now a vast open space, then promptly retreated to ten miles away.

"Have you really thought it through?"

When Han Yu took out the pills, he cautiously asked again.

"Brother Han, you’re joking, what is there to think about? Let’s see what the Mo Family’s foundation is like in a moment."

Mo Yang carelessly took the pills, laughed loudly, and then immediately flew to that open space.

Han Yu and Ling Wuce exchanged a glance before taking off, retreating a few miles before rising high to look down from above.

After Mo Yang looked around the setup and confirmed there were no mistakes, he took the pills and swallowed them in one go.

What was once a cloudless sunny sky suddenly turned dark, and a lightning bolt struck unexpectedly at Mo Yang’s feet.

It has begun!

The sound of the wind howled from all directions, then gradually swirled around Mo Yang as the center.

A hurricane silently formed, growing from small to large.

Mo Yang’s robes flapped loudly in the wind, and his previously stable posture began to sway unsteadily as the wind force increased.

"Rise!"

Mo Yang pinched a finger technique, and the large iron box behind him shattered instantly into countless iron fragments.

"Assemble!"

Under the guidance of spiritual energy, the iron fragments quickly assembled along a specific trajectory. The glowing iron fragments moved as if dancing, and in just a moment, they formed a giant shield the size of a yard.

Once the groove for placing spirit stones receded, the entire shield was instantly activated, directly positioned in front of Mo Yang.

"Brilliant!"

Ling Wuce, who had been watching from above, suddenly clapped his hands in admiration.

With a somewhat elated expression, he continuously remarked, "This is bloody genius."

As the Tower Master of Spirit Realm Tower, he was well-versed in many folk tales and even secrets of the Cultivator Realm, not to mention a cultivation in the Divination Path, giving him a unique understanding of disasters and calamities.

But if it were him, he probably couldn’t have thought of such a way to pass the tribulation.

Even if Mo Yang willingly lowered his realm, putting that aside, his current handiwork exploited a significant loophole.

And only the Mo Family could exploit such a loophole.

Before triggering the tribulation, as long as these iron boxes were unassembled, they were just useless objects.

Only when the calamity descended were they immediately activated.

How in the world did the Mo Family come up with such an outlandish idea? Or was it that old fox Quan Xiaotong?

Han Yu listened half-understanding, half-baffled; can a calamity really be dealt with this way? Then wasn’t Wang Xiao’Er’s beating for naught?

"It can’t be that simple, can it?"

Ling Wuce tugged at his mouth, pointing at Mo Yang in the arena, "What nonsense, I just said the concept is clever, but pulling this off isn’t easy."

"After all, you’d need the Mo Family’s substantial resources, don’t underestimate those iron boxes. I’d reckon Mo Family paid no small price this time."

The materials to withstand the Wind and Thunder Tribulation—just think about it, and you’d know they spent a fortune.

On the other side, the first appetizer, the wind tribulation, had already been withstood.

The entire sky suddenly erupted with turbulent winds and clouds as numerous thunderclouds merged into the hurricane.

In the blink of an eye, the hurricane grew several times larger, and in an instant, sand and stones flew, and vegetation was thrown everywhere.

Originally, Mo Yang, who was barely holding his ground, was almost uplifted along with the vegetation, his face changed, and he quickly hid under the shield. However, the blowing sand stirred by the hurricane became terrifyingly powerful.

This was just the prelude to the second round, yet it was already so frightening. The flying sand tore at Mo Yang, leaving him bloody, and more so, tree stumps were flying across. Luckily, the shield was immediately activated, forcibly holding.

Rumble!

Within the hurricane, the tribulation thunder activated, strands of electric light appeared, and with the explosion, five bolts fell down simultaneously.

Bang, bang, bang...

The tribulation thunder struck the shield continuously, creating a series of massive sounds...

Han Yu watched with a bit of worry. This thing was an old acquaintance, dealt with many times, but it never left him in comfort.

"The tribulation thunder shouldn’t escalate, right?"

He asked with some concern, having nearly escalated it to a point where he dared not face it after a few evasions before.

Ling Wuce didn’t have full confidence, but still speculated, "Highly unlikely, based on Divination Path records, when tribulation thunder appears alone, it’s lethal. The Wind Thunder Tribulation should not be... right?"

Everyone was largely gambling, betting that Wind Thunder Tribulation was not the same as standalone tribulation thunder.

After the five tribulation thunders, the shield was already a bit damaged, with many assembly points having their iron fragments curled up.

"Rise!"

"Rise!"

Four continuous commands, and another four iron boxes burst open and assembled.

Soon, four more shields descended, enclosing it tightly.

The hurricane rampaged even more, the howling winds became incredibly sharp, and the sonic booms could even give one a splitting headache.

"Combine!"

From Mo Yang’s seven apertures, blood uncontrollably seeped out. Seeing this, he hurriedly kept the four shields contracting.

After a loud clatter, he was enclosed like in a silkworm cocoon.

In the wind zone, the world changed drastically, the ground was ravaged and flattened, only the enormous silkworm cocoon remained immovable.

Amidst a series of massive collisions, Mo Yang inside the iron shell cocoon actually didn’t fare well, the huge crashing sounds also continuously ravaged his body.

He didn’t possess a physique as robust as Han Yu’s, the massive shocks transmitted to him, almost displacing his internal organs.

Fortunately, this power came quickly, and dissipated just as fast.

After arduously holding on for a quarter of an hour, the wind gradually calmed, giving him a moment to catch his breath.

"It seems the Wind Thunder Tribulation is indeed weaker than the tribulation thunder by quite a bit."

Seeing this, Ling Wuce secretly breathed a sigh of relief; if it had really been as lethal as the tribulation thunder, Mo Yang would surely die.

Rumble!

The thunder rolled, the thundercloud within the hurricane continuously swirled with the wind, and arcs of lightning gradually gathered.

Soon, fist-thick bolts of lightning had already formed.

"Rise again!"

With Mo Yang’s loud command, another eight iron boxes were successively opened, exploding along with the silkworm cocoon into countless iron fragments.

Swish, swish, swish!

The iron fragments danced, then immediately and continuously assembled, forming a huge outline.

"An umbrella?"

Han Yu quickly noticed the signs, and soon confirmed that this was not only an umbrella but definitely one crafted by his cousin.

This thing looked just like his prized weapon, only several times larger.

Sure enough, when the umbrella was fully formed, it validated Han Yu’s judgment.

A gigantic umbrella was activated, its surface gleaming with silver light.

Crack!

Tribulation Thunder descended with the might of Heaven and Earth, quickly striking down onto the umbrella surface.

This time, it didn’t cause any explosions. Upon touching the umbrella, the thunder seemed to be diverted by an internal structure, dispersing and shooting out in all directions.

Crack! Crack!

One bolt of Tribulation Thunder after another continued to fall, seemingly endless.

Gradually, the umbrella’s surface seemed to reach its limit, becoming overburdened.

Boom!

Finally, there was a boom, and dozens of iron fragments simultaneously flew off the umbrella surface.

To the naked eye, the entire umbrella surface was already showing signs of collapse.

"Rise!"

One iron box unfolded and rejoined.

Boom!

But soon after, with another boom, more iron fragments flew out.

"Rise!"

"Rise!"

The continuous roar persisted, as the last eight iron boxes all opened.

Lightning formed a net, surging towards it, all thunder converging at once.

Boom!

With a resounding explosion, the silver light shattered as the iron umbrella completely collapsed and disintegrated.

Mo Yang stood like a man drenched in blood, standing still.

At this moment, the hurricane began to stir again, the thunderclouds twisting with the wind, arcs of lightning constantly jumping and accumulating.

This time, it seemed the Wind and Thunder would strike together.

"Damn, looks like we’ll need to step in and save him."

Han Yu frowned as he looked at the chaos around him. Mo Yang was left with nothing to resist. For a cultivator who had fallen to the Divine Bridge Realm, facing a heavenly tribulation, his cultivation was no different from a mortal’s.

Ling Wuce, startled, quickly restrained him, "If you go, he’s definitely finished. Who knows, as soon as you get there, it might escalate again."

In the worst case, the two of them might have to join forces again to deal with the Wind and Thunder Tribulation.

"Besides, the so-called foundations of the Mo Family have yet to be seen; there must be more in store."

This time, the process of accumulation seemed longer, suggesting that the next impact would be a thunderous strike.

Perhaps this would be the final one.

Rumble! Rumble!

Several rolls of thunder seemed to announce its imminence.

Mo Yang, who hadn’t been moving, finally acted. He pulled out a small box from his bosom. After opening it, a Mo Family Token appeared.

The token ascended, emitting a glow, followed by the scattered intact iron fragments responding and starting to tremble.

Swish!

A few iron fragments took to the air first like stones causing ripples, the loud swishing continuing.

The area above Mo Yang was now darkened, densely packed with countless iron fragments.

"Defend!"

With Mo Yang’s command, the Mo Family Token vibrated, and the iron fragments began assembling downward like a swarm building a hive.

The two onlookers turned more and more astonished; he truly had a trump card.

Before long, a small black fortress took shape, its airtight construction looked incredibly sturdy even from afar.

Mo Yang positioned himself within the fortress, calmly awaiting the final moment.

Boom!

This time, a thunderous strike descended directly onto the fortress, with the hurricane spinning violently, exerting its utmost tearing force.

The entire village site was simultaneously engulfed in a sea of wind and thunder...

A few moments later, Han Yu was the first to emerge, looking at the ravaged open space.

By now, the wind and thunder had completely retreated, the hurricane had vanished, the Tribulation Thunder was gone, and so was Mo Yang.

The fortress had fallen apart, the iron fragments taken away by the hurricane to who knows where.

The entire scene was empty, not a single shadow in sight.

Crack!

Though the sky was clear for miles, a bolt of lightning struck down directly onto an open spot, blasting the ground into a deep pit.

Only then did they see the figure lying in the pit.

After the lightning struck, Mo Yang was pitch black like ink, even his hair was frizzled into curls.

Ling Wuce’s expression changed, quickly flying forward with Han Yu.

Pressing his fingers to Mo Yang’s neck, Ling Wuce exhaled slightly after a moment, then checked his pulse, taking quite a while before his expression turned strange.

"That last bolt of lightning seemed intended to destroy his Divine Spring."

So, Mo Yang survived it?

Han Yu also exhaled with relief; surviving was good.

"The Mo Family truly achieved great things, using a Divine Bridge Realm cultivator and Mo Family techniques to forcibly confront the Wind and Thunder Tribulation."

After confirming Mo Yang was okay, Ling Wuce’s expression turned a bit odd.

Using a low realm combined with new artifact refining techniques to withstand a calamity, such an event had never been recorded before.

This Wind and Thunder Tribulation from beginning to end was not evaded by Mo Yang, but directly confronted with Mo Family’s Magical Artifacts.

The significance of this was enormous.

After going back, such a large event would surely be documented. If nothing else, the Mo Family’s Magical Artifacts would undoubtedly earn an extraordinary place in the history of the Cultivator Realm.

The phrase "unprecedented" alone would immortalize the Mo Family.

"I think if the Mo Family had more time to prepare, perhaps if it happened again, Mo Yang could handle it more effortlessly."

Ling Wuce sighed and remarked.