Xianxia: I Built the Heavenly Secret Pavilion; All People Worships Me (Patreon)

Chapter 100: The Demise of the Holy Lord and the Holy Son

Heavenly Tribulation, Divine Retribution!

A difference of a few letters, yet a world of difference.

Heavenly Tribulation is just a test from heaven and earth. If one can't overcome it, they perish.

However, if they succeed, their strength can greatly advance.

It's a kind of feedback from heaven and earth, similar to commending those who pass the tribulation.

Although dangerous, there's a glimmer of hope.

But Divine Retribution is different. It signifies the complete annihilation of a living being by the will of heaven and earth.

There is no question of whether one can overcome it or not.

If the person targeted by divine retribution doesn't die, the divine retribution will never dissipate.

"What kind of person is the Master of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion?" Mo Heng's heart felt as if it were about to burst.

How many heinous sins must one commit to trigger such a severe divine retribution?

To say that heaven and earth won't tolerate it is not an exaggeration.

Mo Heng was curious, but now wasn't the time for him to delve into such matters.

In the sky, endless lightning flashed, about to descend!

"Run!" Mo Heng transformed into a black streak, tearing through the clouds at an incredible speed.

Every drop of his essence and blood was burning, fearing that one misstep would lead to his demise here.

Beside him, Radiant Light Holy Lord also had an unsightly expression, similarly burning his essence and blood.

In the past, tens of thousands of miles were covered in the blink of an eye. But today, it felt incredibly lengthy.

Boom!

Rumble!

A deafening sound echoed. The sky crumbled, and a sea of thunder rolled, divine beings danced in chaos.

Crimson thunder streaked across the horizon, chaotic and surging, presenting a scene reminiscent of the end of the world.

The power of destruction was unparalleled, capable of shattering anything in its path.

This sight was too terrifying. Like a web of red spiders connecting heaven and earth, making everything else pale in comparison.

"Not good!" In the face of an impending crisis, Mo Heng and Radiant Light Holy Lord were both shocked.

Behind them, a red thunderbolt surged like a crimson dragon, roaring towards them, aiming to tear them apart!

"No!" Mo Heng shouted.

His entire body radiated light as he summoned a black ancient pavilion, attempting to create a slim chance of escape.

However, the result left him in despair.

The Saint Grade Weapon, before the annihilating thunder, was as fragile as tofu, pierced through and turned into a sky full of debris.

With a "bang," Mo Heng's body was also completely obliterated by the thunder.

A Saint Realm figure was utterly insufficient in this situation.

On the other side, Radiant Light Holy Lord didn't fare well either. The thunder narrowly passed by, shattering half of his body.

Crimson blood stained his entire body, making him look like someone pulled from a sea of blood.

He couldn't afford to worry about his own injuries. His speed soared again as he rushed towards the outside world.

Even the demise of Mo Heng was something he didn't have time to glance at.

In the Great Wilderness City, an endless sea of thunder converged from above, forming a thunderous expanse in the sky.

Countless divine beast shadows, such as Vermilion Bird, True Dragon, Divine Phoenix, and others, appeared within the rolling sea of thunder.

Each of them possessed boundless power, capable of penetrating past, present, and future.

Boom!

Rumble!

A deafening sound reverberated, shaking the Eight Desolates.

At this moment, an ocean of thunder, radiant in crimson, manifested countless palaces and towers.

The ninefold heavenly tribulation and the world-destroying thunder tribulation converged, forming the power of divine retribution, all descending simultaneously!

The great formation of the Saint King Grade shattered instantly, rendered utterly useless.

The spectacle was too terrifying, impossible to resolve.

Even if a Quasi Emperor were to arrive, they would have to dodge its edge. If an Emperor were to forcibly confront it, they'd still be injured!

What's more critical was that this was only the first wave, and no one knows how many more were to come.

The Heavenly Dao was likely relentless until it achieved its goal.

After all, the Heavenly Dao acts on instinct, and anything threatening must be eradicated immediately.

In the past, not finding Li Yun was forgivable. But today, with Li Yun making an appearance, would it let go of such an opportunity?

"It's over!" Countless people wore expressions of despair.

One great formation of Saint King Grade was already disheartening, but what followed was even more terrifying. In this situation, it seemed futile for anyone to intervene!

As the thunder roared down, many closed their eyes in despair, choosing to await death quietly.

In the Heavenly Secret Pavilion, Li Yun withdrew his finger, stepping back into the depths of the pavilion.

He had done what needed to be done.

If the people of Great Wilderness City didn't die from the formation of Saint King Grade but perished under divine retribution, he could only express his apologies.

After all, even he couldn't control this phenomenon.

One breath later…

Two breaths later…

There was no movement. Some people slowly opened their eyes, looking up at the sky.

The thunder that seemed like the end of the world had receded without anyone noticing.

The crimson divine retribution gradually turned into ink black, then faded away, and the sky began to clear.

"I'm not dead?" Someone stood up, glanced around, and then looked at the people nearby.

It felt like a dream, facing death twice in a single day. Even someone with a strong will was showing signs of strain.

"That was divine retribution, right?"

"It should be. Only that kind of divine might could annihilate a great formation of Saint King Grade so effortlessly!"

"Don't be ridiculous. Was that a formation of Saint King Grade?"

"Otherwise, what do you think it was?"

"Hiss, the person who set up the formation had grand ambitions, but unfortunately, in the end, they faced divine retribution and fell short!"

"Divine retribution doesn't appear without reason, and it doesn't disappear without reason. Could it be because…"

Someone gasped and turned to look at the Heavenly Secret Pavilion.

Throughout the entire Great Wilderness City, if anyone could attract divine retribution, it would only be the Master of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion.

However, what puzzled countless people was how he could attract divine retribution and still block the perception of the Heavenly Dao.

"Be careful!" An elder's expression turned serious.

He glanced deeply at the Heavenly Secret Pavilion and transmitted the information and the recent scene through a jade slip. Not only the information but also the visuals.

Since the moment the information was transmitted, this elder foresaw that from today onwards, the three words "Heavenly Secret Pavilion" would make countless people wary.

How many ordinary individuals could attract divine retribution to such an extent? Judging from the Saint King Grade formation just now, it seemed that many had underestimated the strength of the Master of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion!

After a long time, the calamity dissipated completely. Two figures rushed over, both elders.

One, with a weather-beaten face, wore coarse linen clothes and carried a rusty iron sword. He stood in the void, frowning deeply.

The other, adorned in dragon-patterned robes, exuded an extraordinary aura. With every gesture, he displayed an imposing demeanor.

"Bei Chenfeng?" The sword-wielding old man squinted, speaking slowly.

"Lu Changhe, you're still alive?" Bei Chenfeng spoke casually.

"You are still alive and well, why would I die first?" Lu Changhe said coldly.

These two were contemporaries, and tens of thousands of years ago, when Bei Chenfeng was the Great Yin God Emperor, he harbored great ambitions, leading the Great Yin Dynasty to its peak. He sought to annex other forces, causing friction with the Scarlet Flame Holy Land and the Great Luo Sword Sect. It was a substantial clash between them.

"Heh." Bei Chenfeng sneered, indifferent. "I don't have time to argue with you. Our purpose in coming here today should be the same."

Lu Changhe remained silent, tacitly agreeing.

"What have you figured out?" Bei Chenfeng asked again.

"Saint King Grade Formation, Divine Retribution!" Lu Changhe uttered these two sentences, the only things he could discern.

Since he could see them, Bei Chenfeng could naturally see them too, no need to hide it.

"Somebody set up a formation here to deal with the Master of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion. Unexpectedly, they attracted Divine Retribution, completely shattering the formation." Bei Chenfeng spoke in a deep voice.

He reached out his palm, and from thousands of miles away, a divine gold material was grabbed and examined. After a careful look, he closed his five fingers, crushing it into powder.

This was a formation material, and from this perspective, nothing could be discerned. Moreover, the previous formation had been obliterated by Divine Retribution, leaving no traces behind. They couldn't find the person behind it.

"Is the Great Yin Dynasty so negligent? The Heavenly Secret Pavilion is located here, someone arranged a killing formation, and you were completely oblivious. It's truly laughable." Lu Changhe, expressionless, calmly said, "I might as well go to the Heavenly Secret Pavilion and invite the Master to move to the territory of my Great Luo Sword Sect. At that time, this kind of situation will absolutely not happen again!"

"Dare you!" Bei Chenfeng's eyes widened, and the majesty of the Saint King burst forth, then quickly retracted.

This was the Great Wilderness City, and he didn't dare to take action. If another Divine Retribution occurred, even as a Saint King, he would have to kneel.

"In the past, it was my Great Yin Dynasty's negligence. After today, I will personally stay here!" Bei Chenfeng spoke solemnly.

"You alone may not be enough. What if I join forces with you?" Lu Changhe said casually.

"Hmm?" Bei Chenfeng's eyes narrowed, feeling displeased.

He wanted to speak up and drive him away, but considering his own strength, he reluctantly acknowledged that he might not be Lu Changhe's match among the same level.

Lu Changhe glanced at Bei Chenfeng, his expression unchanged, and then walked away.

This time, he had a major responsibility here. He not only represented the Great Luo Sword Sect to deter those who wanted to explore the Heavenly Secret Pavilion, but also aimed to seize an opportunity to buy a chance to become a Great Saint!

Yes, a Great Saint! Their Great Luo Sword Sect had been lacking a Great Saint, and this was a weakness that couldn't be dragged on for too long. Over time, anything could happen.

As the two Saint Kings stepped into the Great Wilderness City, thousands of miles away, in the Scarlet Flame Holy Land, in a hall storing soul jade tablets.

Crack, crack

Two crisp sounds echoed, and two jade tablets were instantly covered with cracks.

The divine light dimmed, and the disciple in charge of guarding the hall was stunned.

He stared at the two jade tablets, his face filled with shock.

After a long time, he finally came to his senses and shouted loudly, "Something big has happened! The Holy Lord and the Holy Son have fallen!"