Nobilis of War

A red gold light exploded in the purple thunder vortex, turning into a crossed sword and spear that swept across it.

The thunder rumbled violently, everything within five hundred thousand kilometers on the verge of collapsing.

"Roar! Roar!"

From the depths of the vortex echoed two ruthless roars and two figures flickering faintly with golden light could only be seen in it.

"They've been promoted to the middle-level deputy gods."

"They were bold enough to go there to gain their breakthrough while fighting against the thunder punishment. That must be admired. Now that they have succeeded, their strength must have soared to new heights for them."

"Yes, those two have comprehended the joint skill of spear and sword cultivation. Their power must have become quite extraordinary now."

The black-robed ascetic cultivators below all paid close attention to the situation unfolding above, but were indifferent to Darren and his state.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The purple lightning still raged, constantly producing an unending supply of destructive power and attacking the uninvited people that had rushed in.

However, the uninvited people were only getting stronger and stronger by the minute and could not be killed anymore.

"Break! Destroy!"

A vicious shout rang out and the majestic god's power exploded in the thunder vortex, the light radiating out and drowning the relic. Even the ascetic cultivators were forced to close their eyes due to the sheer brightness of the shine.

A short while later, and all sounds of thunder had disappeared. Only the broken void was left as proof what had just happened was all real.

"Ha-ha, very successful."

Lord Starry Sword and Lord Feng descended from the broken void. They had completely dispersed the ice and fire tribulation clouds and a moment of peace hung in the air. "Congratulations, to the both of you," Heath said to them with respect and admiration.

To him, they had always been deserving of praise. Only geniuses like them, who relied on their own talent and efforts to strengthen themselves, were capable of attracting his attention.

As for Darren, Heath had always looked down on him.

"Thank you," Lord Feng replied. Lord Starry Sword only bothered himself to nod coldly.

Darren flew over and landed in front of them, cupped his hands and thanked them sincerely.

"Has your Ice and Flame Cultivation improved?" asked Lord Starry Sword.

"Yes! After I made it through the tribulation for the Ice and Flame Cultivation, the source power of ice and flame in my body underwent a tremendous change, even actively producing Ice and Flame Force. That was a purple power. But I'm not sure how strong I actually am now," Darren responded. He appeared surprised and relieved to have survived thus far.

"Okay, good. Next, you're going to undergo the tribulation for Blade and Sword Cultivation. Prepare yourself mentally for it. There's not much time." Lord Starry Sword raised his head to survey the void that had been restored. Thick clouds were already gathering there again.

"Understood." Darren nodded and added, "It was lucky two types of thunder punishment had not struck at once, or it might have been too difficult."

Boom!

The void shook again and the dense, ominous tribulation clouds enveloped the entire relic.

Darren's Blade and Sword Cultivation was much more powerful than his Ice and Flame Cultivation. And the power of the blade and sword thunder punishment would increase inconceivably as well.

"I don't know if I have it in me to resist it," Darren said to himself under his breath.

"Ha-ha." Heath smiled mockingly and remarked, "Darren, you are only at the Superior God Realm. The thunder punishment you're about to go through is nothing compared to the truly powerful test that will still be coming after."

"Okay, I understand what you're saying. I can do this," Darren said nodding, psyching himself up. The most difficult thing they had to pass was the chief gods' spiritual senses.

Once Darren survived the tribulations, his Conflicting Cultivation Body and the identity of a Defiant Master would expose the location of the human race to the chief gods. Darren was a human being and was connected by countless law silk threads from the human land. The chief gods could use him as a medium to search for the humans.

The chief gods possessed an extremely powerful spiritual sense! They could take hold of the traces of all the human masters in an instant and then kill them.

It was not only the chief gods they had to worry about though. The other powerful races in the Primitive Wilderness would learn everything about the human race instantly as well, and would definitely not waste any time in launching an attack on the human race.

Boom! Boom!

The first thunder punishment of the tribulation for Blade and Sword Cultivation finally fell.

"Darren, stay still," said an ascetic cultivator, placing a strong protective shield on Darren's body.

He then rose into the air, his large black robe flapping in the wind as he ascended.

The god's power spread from his surroundings and formed rings of golden light. The light gathered and shrank, wrapping his body in layer after layer, finally forming a golden armor encasing his body. In his hands he held two golden rings firmly. These were quite clearly supreme divine weapons.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz...

The ascetic cultivator threw out the two golden rings and soon came face to face with the falling black lightning.

The black lightning collided with the golden rings but was blocked and stopped in its tracks. No matter what angle it tried, it simply could not break through. It was useless.

Crack...

The black lightning suddenly morphed into a big hand that slapped at the two golden rings.

Boom! Boom!

The void began cracking again, sending countless space windstorms sweeping across the area. The relic was about to fall.

"Break it!" the ascetic cultivator yelled.

The golden rings buzzed and exploded into a big golden hand; the plan seemed to be to fight fire with fire.

Destruction! Destruction!

Shockwaves reverberated from the impact and flowed across the entire relic. The earth was completely destroyed and left as an absolute mess.

"Puff!"

The massive golden hand held its own for a while before it was smashed to pieces. Blood spurted from the ascetic cultivator's mouth and he began to tumble down through the air.

"Go and help him." Heath had just finished his words when two ascetic cultivators flew into the sky. Their god's power spread out, colliding with the black hand frequently.

The same destructive scene played out again, only this time with two ascetic cultivators attacking at the same time. With this, it didn't take long to shatter the big black hand to tiny shards.

"I was too careless," sighed the injured ascetic cultivator as he fell to the ground with a bitter smile. He was a little disappointed in himself. He had become the half-step supreme god but hadn't even been able to withstand the first blade and sword tribulation.

What Darren saw terrified him. If he had to go against that thunder punishment himself, he would have been annihilated.

"I'll deal with the two remaining thunder punishments," Heath said with an air of power resonating in his voice. He leapt up and took off into the sky.

Crack!

The second thunder punishment struck.

Heath's icy stare swept over the sky, scanning, as he let the black lightning descend. It was now ten times thicker than it was before.

When it got close to him, he raised his hand and launched a staunch palm strike.

The golden god's power flashed in his palm. When the black divine thunder came into contact with his god's power, it exploded and dissipated in an instant.

It only took a few minutes for Heath to completely eradicate the second thunder punishment.

"Heath is marvelously powerful!"

"Ha-ha. He hasn't even used the power of the supreme god yet. He had only used the ordinary god's power just then. He still has a lot more up his sleeve."

"The gap between us and Heath is much greater than I have imagined."

The ascetic cultivators were discussing among themselves after being amazed by the display they had just witnessed.

The majority of the ascetic cultivators who had come to help Darren were very close to becoming supreme gods. Based on realm alone, they weren't much weaker than Heath.

But in terms of raw fighting power, the gap between them and Heath was insurmountable.

"Come on!"

Heath roared savagely as he raised his head to the clouds hovering in the sky.

His disdainful tone seemed to have angered the tribulation clouds and made them more violent.

All the black lightning within ten million kilometers began to gather and flash.

But after they waited for a long while, the third thunder punishment still hadn't descended yet.

"What's this?" Heath wondered with a slight frown. This was highly unusual.00000000