The might of the lightning indicated a heavenly tribulation for a peak Nascent Soul stage cultivator!
The lightning struck instantly, engulfing Ye Fan!
"Whoosh—!"
The flying boat that had accompanied Ye Fan for so long was utterly shattered at this moment!
A scorched figure plummeted towards the ground…
The same old formula, the same old taste…
Fortunately, Ye Fan was no longer the weakling he once was.
He adjusted his posture mid-air and landed steadily on the ground.
"Boom—!"
The immense impact force directly created a large crater in the ground!
At this moment, Ye Fan was completely blackened, looking like a charred corpse just pulled from a fire.
Although he appeared quite miserable, Ye Fan actually felt nothing special.
It was at most like being bitten by a mosquito, completely negligible.
Instead, a peculiar fragrance permeated the air.
Ye Fan was startled.
Theoretically, this scent should have been emanating from him.
Was this the aroma of his own roasted flesh?
Damn.
This was a bit perverse!
At the same time, the second tribulation lightning arrived!
"Crack—!"
Thick lightning, carrying the might of world destruction, ruthlessly struck down towards Ye Fan!
And with the appearance of this lightning, the previous fragrance became even clearer!
Ye Fan finally understood!
It turned out the fragrance wasn't from his own decaying flesh, but originated from the lightning in the sky!
Almost instinctively, Ye Fan opened his mouth!
A talisman lit up from Ye Fan's mouth, quickly transforming into a vortex!
The lightning in the sky seemed to be drawn by the vortex, shooting directly into Ye Fan's mouth!
The thick lightning turned into a thin snake and disappeared into Ye Fan's mouth.
Ye Fan's body swayed, and he exhaled a puff of black smoke from his mouth.
It looked as if a firecracker had just exploded in his mouth…
Coupled with his face, which looked like it had been dug out of a coal pile, it was exceptionally comical…
Ye Fan smacked his lips, as if savoring the taste.
Hmm…
How to put it.
A hint of orange flavor…
"Crack—!"
"Crack—!"
Two consecutive bolts of lightning descended.
Ye Fan showed no fear!
He was even somewhat expectant!
The vortex in his mouth reappeared, and he swallowed both bolts of lightning.
Orange flavor.
Banana flavor.
…
A wicked thought arose in Ye Fan's mind: Is the Heavenly Dao selling fruits?
Ye Fan's actions seemed to have angered the Heavenly Dao.
"Crack—!"
"Crack—!"
"Crack—!"
…
Dozens of tribulation lightning bolts struck simultaneously, forming an ocean of lightning!
Ye Fan devoured them one by one, finding it exhilarating!
It seemed the Heavenly Dao truly intended to make up for the lightning tribulations Ye Fan had missed.
After unleashing dozens of lightning bolts this time, it finally stopped.
The dark clouds dispersed, and the sky cleared.
"Burp—"
Ye Fan let out a loud, satisfied burp.
It was finally over.
He truly couldn't eat anymore…
The previously scorched skin had already peeled off, revealing new, tender skin.
Ye Fan's cultivation had also advanced from peak Void Refining to the second level of Nascent Soul stage!
A gentle breeze blew, and he felt a chill in his lower regions…
Ye Fan quickly took out a spare set of clothes and put them on.
Then, with a thought, he returned to the inner world of the stone.
He sat cross-legged on the misty platform, once again immersing himself in that state of comprehension.
A mysterious talisman appeared, shuttling through Ye Fan's body.
He didn't know how long had passed.
When his comprehension reached saturation, Ye Fan finally opened his eyes.
"The eleventh one…"
Ye Fan murmured and left the stone world.
Without his flying boat, Ye Fan had to run diligently.
Although he still had a flying bed and a flying artifact, their current speed was far from sufficient.
A few days later.
As Ye Fan was on his journey, the sky suddenly darkened.
To be precise, a colossal shadow obscured him.
Ye Fan instinctively looked up.
A massive flying boat was hovering above him.
A cultivator flew out from the flying boat, heading straight for him!
Judging by his aura, the opponent's cultivation was at the third level of Nascent Soul stage.
The cultivator instantly flew before Ye Fan and grabbed his shoulder!
"Hey, I've hit the jackpot today!"
The cultivator said, injecting a stream of true qi into Ye Fan's body!
That true qi, like a sea dragon, surged towards Ye Fan's dantian!
"If you want to live, behave yourself!"
The cultivator threatened and, grabbing Ye Fan, flew back towards the flying boat.
Ye Fan was well aware of what the cultivator had just done: sealing his cultivation with true qi.
Currently, Ye Fan appeared to be at the second level of Nascent Soul stage, while the opponent was at the third.
Sealing his cultivation was perfectly reasonable.
If things were normal, that would indeed be the case.
Unfortunately, what he didn't know was that Ye Fan's dantian was essentially a decoration…
The true qi circulated in Ye Fan's dantian for a moment before dissipating…
Although Ye Fan outwardly appeared to be at the second level of Nascent Soul stage, his actual combat power was around the second or third level of Spirit Severing stage.
As for his defense, it was incredibly monstrous!
If Ye Fan wished, he could easily kill this cultivator.
However, Ye Fan did not do so.
He wanted to see what this fellow was up to.
Someone suddenly appeared and attacked him without a word?
This was highly illogical!
If there weren't some hidden motives, it was absolutely impossible!
Upon returning to the flying boat, the cultivator escorted Ye Fan towards a room.
Ye Fan's expression was somewhat strange at this moment.
Because on this cultivator, he could smell a fragrance!
Smelling a fragrance on a burly man…
Ye Fan shuddered, a sense of dread filling his heart…
The room was empty.
After escorting Ye Fan to the center, the cultivator opened the floor.
Beneath the floor was a secret passage.
They descended the passage, which led to a prison!
The prison was divided into separate cells, with many cultivators curled up inside.
A rough estimate showed their cultivation levels ranging from Core Formation to Void Refining.
"These are… Nascent Soul stage cultivators?"
The guards at the entrance exclaimed upon seeing Ye Fan.
"Heh, I'm lucky today." The cultivator who had apprehended Ye Fan grinned: "I've caught a prime specimen!"
"Congratulations, Second Boss!" the guards immediately offered their congratulations: "That Lord will be very pleased when he sees this!"
"Alright, stop the flattery." The Second Boss, escorting Ye Fan, walked deeper into the prison: "Work hard, and you'll be rewarded accordingly."
At the deepest part of the prison was a small compartment.
"Get in!"
The Second Boss shoved Ye Fan inside and locked the cell door.
After finishing, the Second Boss left with a swagger.
Ye Fan looked around and immediately understood.
The material used to build this prison was Spirit Suppressing Demonic Stone!
This substance had the effect of suppressing the use of all true qi!
Combined with the formations carved on the prison…
Let alone these cultivators whose cultivation had been sealed.
Even if their cultivation wasn't sealed, they wouldn't be able to cause any trouble!
At this moment, apart from their physical strength, they were no different from ordinary mortals!
They couldn't even cast the simplest spell!
Although Spirit Suppressing Demonic Stone could only affect cultivators up to the peak Nascent Soul stage, it was clearly sufficient here.
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes.
This was becoming interesting.
Because Spirit Suppressing Demonic Stone was a product unique to the Demon Realm!
If these fellows had stumbled upon it by chance, it would be one thing.
If not, then it was worth contemplating…
And those fellows had mentioned a title.
That Lord…
It seemed they were capturing these cultivators on someone's orders.
Capturing so many cultivators for no apparent reason was likely not a legitimate business!
Ye Fan walked to the bars and quietly asked a neighboring cultivator.
"Fellow Daoist, what exactly is going on here?"