畅想听

When practitioners were in a state of amnesia and could not remember anything, those who specialized in defense had an advantage.

If they had a high defense, they would last longer and have a higher chance to survive the heavenly tribulation.

On the other hand, if a practitioner who specialized in offense were to suddenly forget how to use their strongest attacks and could only use basic ones when faced with the heavenly tribulation, that would be truly tragic.

After the saber intent armor covered his body, Song Shuhang’s self-confidence rose even more.

Outside the fog.

Since the tribulation clouds were still gathering, the white horse seized the opportunity to say, its tone cheerful, “Little friend Tyrannical Song, is it really okay for you to provoke the heavenly tribulation like this?”

Song Shuhang replied loudly, “Senior, it’s all part of my strategy. I intend to force the heavenly tribulation to consume all its energy in the first few waves, reducing the danger of the later waves.”

“Hmm, that’s actually quite creative. However, if you provoke the heavenly tribulation like this, you should be careful as you might get flagged and recorded in its database.” Senior White Horse’s tone was full of joy and anticipation.

Song Shuhang blurted out, “…What database?”

“Usually, the heavenly tribulation follows a predetermined set of rules. But to ensure that it keeps working properly, every instance is recorded and stored inside a huge database. It is only in this way that the heavenly tribulation can be adjusted to better fit each practitioner,” Senior White Horse explained. “If you continue provoking the heavenly tribulation and calling it weak, there’s a high possibility of it marking you.”

Song Shuhang: “…”

To think that the heavenly tribulation had this kind of function…

Song Shuhang said, “I see. Thank you for reminding me, Senior. I will be more careful next time.”

A true man should know when to bow.

When it was time to cower, Song Shuhang would not hesitate to give up his pride and do so.

Senior White Horse said with a smile, “People who care too much about their face usually die quickly.”

Song Shuhang nodded in agreement. “I agree.”

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After a few breaths of time, inside the fog.

The third wave of the heavenly tribulation began. The tribulation clouds were torn apart, and a big red sun descended from the sky!

It was the great sun fire tribulation.

Judging by the clouds that had gathered, the might of the tribulation had jumped straight to the Seventh Stage. This was the strongest the heavenly tribulation could be in the main world. Any stronger and the transcension would have to be carried out in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm.

The sun fire tribulation blasted toward Song Shuhang with an unrivaled momentum.

“That’s huge.” Song Shuhang’s scalp went numb.

At a glance, the size of the sun fire appeared to be around that of a soccer field, or perhaps even larger.

With this being the case, he could no longer stay on the ground. Otherwise, Sixteen would also be involved.

Song Shuhang took a deep breath and jumped up.

He had forgotten that he could simply walk on air and thought that he could only jump if he wanted to “fly.”

Still, the height of the jump far exceeded Song Shuhang’s imagination.

Looking at the ever-shrinking ground and desert, Song Shuhang felt a little weak in his legs.

He had jumped so high that he was scared now.

Do I have a fear of heights? Song Shuhang thought to himself.

As a practitioner, I might even have the ability to ride on a flying sword, yet I’m afraid of heights!

The man I was before losing my memories must’ve been an embarrassment to all practitioners.

Song Shuhang started to despise his pre-amnesia self.

He took a deep breath, controlled the rhythm of his breathing, and shook his legs according to the rhythm.

One two three four, two two three four, three two three four, shake again!

Nice. If I shake my legs according to this rhythm, I can partially overcome my fear of heights.

Song Shuhang clenched his fists, continuing to fly toward the sun fire tribulation.

When he punched, his muscle memory was naturally awakened.

He instinctively unleashed the second form of the ?Basic Buddhist Fist Technique?.

Song Shuhang’s fists bombarded the tribulation like a meteor shower. The energies of his eight nascent souls and the fat whale were all mobilized.

In addition, Song Shuhang was buffed by three top-tier body-tempering techniques at the moment, so every time he punched, he created a small explosion.

“Three, two, three, four, shake!” Song Shuhang yelled passionately while shaking his legs and gathering all his strength in his fists.

The 123 holy apes above his head cooperated with him as he attacked. They let out deep chants, adding some background music to the scene.

The 123 true dragons cooperated with Song Shuhang as well. Every time he punched, a true dragon shot forward along with his fist.

In the blink of an eye, Song Shuhang had thrown 123 punches, and 123 true dragons blasted into the sun fire tribulation together with his fists.

This style was very much in line with Song Shuhang’s aesthetics.

The fists and the sun fire tribulation continued to clash against one another. The sky and the earth shook, and the world seemed like it was going to be destroyed.

Affected by the strength of the fists, the sun fire tribulation swelled in size and became unstable.

The punches halted, and Song Shuhang started free-falling.

In the meantime, the glorious sun fire tribulation exploded with a deafening blast.

The sun fire scattered in all directions, turning into a shower of flames that poured down on the ground.

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Two black lotuses appeared under Shuhang’s feet, supporting his body and allowing him to firmly stand in the air.

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The pitch-black tribulation clouds, the exploding sun fire, the shower of flames, the shining black lotuses, and the imposing figure in armor standing proudly in the sky were reflected in Sixteen’s eyes.

She could not help but grab Sister White Dragon, who was around her neck, and pull her body up to cover half of her face.

Her heartbeat accelerated, and her little face became slightly red.

This feeling was… It was the feeling that the heavenly tribulation was coming.

Sixteen looked at her original dantian. Her illusory core had solidified.

A golden core determined one’s path, and her golden core was about to take shape.

In the air, tribulation clouds appeared.

This time, the tribulation clouds weren’t there for Tyrannical Song but for her.

“Tyrannical Song’s heavenly tribulation has not ended yet, but my heavenly tribulation is already here. Sister, can you help me suppress my heavenly tribulation?” Sixteen gently pulled at Sister White Dragon.

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Sister White Dragon was about to reply when someone interjected.

“There is no need to suppress your heavenly tribulation, so don’t worry about it.” The voice of the white horse sounded from outside the fog. “The experi— I mean, the fortuitous encounter I arranged for you and Tyrannical Song is something you have to face together.”

“My time is running out. Before I disappear, I’ll make sure that you and Tyrannical Song can return safely.

“Don’t resist.

“I will always be with you.”

The voice of the white horse became increasingly gentle but also more and more distant.