Dragon Tamer
Chapter 1144 - Chapter 1144 Chapter 1148 Thunderstorm Ordeal

Chapter 1144: Chapter 1148: Thunderstorm Ordeal Chapter 1144: Chapter 1148: Thunderstorm Ordeal At last, his body covered in wounds, Zhu Minglang returned to the Daoist platform of Flaunting Heaven Peak. He cried out to the elder Daoist, “Daoist, the Evil Dragon is fierce and brutal; we are no match for it. I did my utmost to buy time, but my junior sister perished in the dragon’s maw. I implore you to intervene, we must not allow those Evil Dragons to wreak havoc!”

The elder Daoist furrowed his brows, his fingers calculating something.

“Just send more people to distract it, that should be fine,” the elder Daoist said.

“Daoist, Daoist, the Divine Candles in the hall can’t be lit, and the Immortal Furnace keeps going out. The Elder Daoist of Wu Island said it might be because Our God has some enmity with certain Underworld Beings, making it difficult to light these incense burners to bolster His ascension,” a Daoist clad in white hurried in to report.

“It could also be the spirits of the wronged and ghosts at play. There are not a few corpses lying near our Flaunting Heaven Peak, and everyone carries the aura of lonely wild ghosts… They know Our God is about to ascend and thus come forth to thwart Him fiercely.”

“Enough with your misleading superstitions here. Our God is a True God. Even the Night Emperor would retreat at His sight; how could He fear these lonely wild ghosts?” the elder Daoist rebuked angrily.

“You’re right, Daoist. You’re right,” they agreed.

“Continue handling this well. Don’t spread word of these matters, lest you distract Our God!” the elder Daoist instructed.

“Yes, yes, yes!”

The elder Daoist made his way to the inside of the Daoist hall. This hall had no ceiling, and its open eaves were arranged in a Bagua pattern. One could simply look up to see the night sky.

At this moment, Flaunting God was sitting in the center, against a dark sky, with blackness draping over the Milky Way. Yet, specifically over where Flaunting God was seated, seemed to be enveloped in a layer of white frost, which outlined his figure in deep thought, imbuing him with an even more otherworldly charisma.

“Our God,” the elder Daoist bowed in respect.

“What is it?” Flaunting God asked.

“There are some ominous signs. I’ve calculated that they may affect Your ascension. We might consider choosing another day…” the elder Daoist suggested.

“Do you know how long I’ve waited for this day?” Flaunting God opened his eyes, his gaze sharp like a hawk’s, dark and intense as he stared at the elder Daoist.

“I merely worry for You, with no other intentions,” the elder Daoist responded.

“Hmph, with the Six Gods fallen, supported by Hua Chou and numerous others stars, if we do not seize this opportunity to advance further, how shall we rule over North Dipper God State as the Star God in the future? Even if the Heavenly King Jade Emperor were to come today, He could not stop me from becoming a Divine Monarch!!” Flaunting God stated with unwavering determination.

In the presence of Wei Huan, Shen Sang, and Lin Ying, Flaunting God was like a minor character, barely noticed from the beginning to the end.

How could he not desire to turn the tables?

Now the opportunity had come, and he did not wish to miss it!

As for the ill omens.

That was only to be expected; every ascension of a deity was accompanied with danger, especially since Flaunting God’s Divine form had diminished over the years.

As an old deity, he watched as new gods were born in North Dipper God State, each surpassing him in Cultivation Base, and even a worm like Zhu Minglang, who he could have crushed with one hand, dared to cause trouble before him; Flaunting God grew ever more eager to break through.

Cultivation itself was an act of defiance against the heavens; otherwise, why would there be talk of Heavenly Tribulation, Heart Demons, and trials?

“Then… I will go to any lengths, to protect Our God!” Seeing Flaunting God’s resolve, the elder Daoist dared not persuade him any further.

“What we need the least at this time is to doubt the gods; my becoming a Divine Monarch is also the will of heaven, understand!”

The elder Daoist kowtowed again before turning to leave.

However, in the open sky above the eaves, suddenly streaked terrifying bolts of lightning. Although they were far above the ground, their thick bodies and dazzling brilliance still struck onlookers with awe!

Heavenly Tribulation!

The Heavenly Tribulation had finally arrived!

The most common sight for a deity’s ascension was Heavenly Tribulation!

But Flaunting God had already ascended to godhood, and was advancing from God principal to Divine Monarch. His Ascending Tribulation was bound to be multifaceted…

Heaven’s Will…

The Elder Daoist wore a face of bitterness.

If it were Heaven’s Will, there wouldn’t even be a Heavenly Tribulation when ascending!

The signs of disturbance in the heavens clearly indicated: the Divine form was insufficient, but he was still forcing a breakthrough!

When Flaunting God had just boisterously called out “Heaven’s Will,” he even felt his voice echoing through the desolate Immortal Hall. And immediately, the Heavens responded with a hailstorm!

As the hail fell into the hall, Flaunting God even had to cast a Spell to deceive himself, preventing himself from being soaked and embarrassed by the storm!

“Boom boom!!!!!!!!!”

Suddenly, thunder approached, striking directly at the Immortal Hall where Flaunting God sat in a dignified posture. Then, the hall was seen to be blasted into dust, and even the four walls disintegrated into ashes!

In that moment, Flaunting God was seated upon an empty scorched ruin, while the protectors and worshippers around him widened their eyes, watching him sit in the open clearing as relentless and merciless lightning grazed over his head, singeing his hair to a crisp!

Flaunting God, with long hair reaching his neck, instantly became a bald-headed monk. Were he inside a temple, it might be forcibly interpreted as a gradation bestowed by the tribulation; however, this place was a Daoist Temple, where every Daoist, to highlight their immortal aura, wore loose hair and had flying white eyebrows!

Flaunting God’s nose was visibly emitting blue smoke.

His face was even bearing a humiliation-filled rage!

Damn Heaven, why couldn’t it let him ascend smoothly!

Suppressing the cursing in his heart, Flaunting God knew that at this moment he must not break his Dao heart. The Dao heart is the most important, to remain calm and composed, no matter what kind of tribulation he might face, he would stand firm against them all. What’s more, he held a treasure in his possession!

…

Flaunting God was breaking through at a place that sheltered neither from the wind nor the rain. Zhu Minglang could see him from afar, unable to suppress the smirk emerging on his lips.

Out of concern for his dignity, Flaunting God wouldn’t change the location.

Of course, Zhu Minglang had also noticed something different about Flaunting God today.

Even amidst the great winds, the mix of rain and hail, and even the lightning illuminating the sky, there seemed to be a layer of white Moon Glass frost shrouding him. At this moment, it was as though he really could resonate with the heavenly moon and draw from its Spirit Root, his God’s Light shining so brightly it almost seemed to tear open the dark clouds of the night!

After all, he was a True God listed prominently among the Tianshu, if he were to break through to Divine Monarch, he may well have the chance to become the spiritual leader of the chaotic North Dipper God State!

Zhu Minglang finally understood why Flaunting God was so eager to make a breakthrough!

This was a golden opportunity!

Hua Chou became the leader of the Star Gods out of the blue, and it was as if something rounds had ascended to Heaven just by clinging on to him.

But it was also thanks to him.

Without Flaunting God, he still wouldn’t know where to find the third Spirit Root for Bai Qi’s breakthrough into the White Dragon God principal!

“Moon Glass Divine Jade, is it the one hanging around his neck?” Zhu Minglang observed from afar, searching for the divine item that gave Flaunting God that trace of extraordinary aura.

“Yo~~~~~”

Little White seemed to sense it, emitting a cry while perched on Zhu Minglang’s shoulder.

“We’ll have a talk with him in a bit. Given the relationship between him and me, if he refuses to give it, we’ll fight him to the death!” Zhu Minglang said with a laugh.

Little White nodded earnestly.

Right, fight to the death!