Chapter 4888 — A Tenfold Lightning Tribulation
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But Wei Zhao had no way to control the tribulation; he could only watch helplessly as it weakened by the moment. Once this last remnant of lightning energy was spent, everything would be fixed—beyond any hope of change.
Yet just then, the lightning field overhead suddenly swelled for some inexplicable reason, and in but a brief moment it had gathered another fierce thunderbolt of roughly the same intensity as before, sending a thrill of joy through Wei Zhao!
It seemed the Thunder Lord truly favored him. Not only was this tribulation ten times stronger than anyone else's, but it came in a second round right after the first—as if determined to see him blasted to nothing. Thank goodness he had inherited the lightning legacy of the giant electric eel; his resistance to lightning far surpassed that of ordinary folk, a thousand times over at least. Otherwise he would never have survived this one!
What Wei Zhao did not know was that the one he ought to thank was not the Thunder Lord, who clearly had it in for him, but Bao Zuoliang and Su Kesheng—they, after all, were the true authors of this tribulation duet.
The two of them had been driven to desperation. Never in their wildest dreams could they have imagined that, faced with such a terrifying tribulation, Wei Zhao had not been blasted straight into a smear of offal but could still struggle on the brink of death. What in the world kind of constitution was this?
If even this failed to finish Wei Zhao and he walked out of the tribulation node alive, they knew they would never have another chance to deal with him—for no better opportunity than this would ever come again.
So Bao Zuoliang and Su Kesheng threw aside the plan they had laid out beforehand and hurriedly gathered in the tribulations of another ten people. Whether the targets were Morning Star disciples or not no longer entered their considerations; compared with blasting Wei Zhao to death, such trifles were nothing.
Another wave of incomparable agony—yet Wei Zhao was thoroughly in pain and thoroughly in bliss. Having already endured that first fierce thunderbolt, he no longer found the agony so hard to bear. Better still, it poured powerful momentum into his rapidly exhausting spirit roots, which devoured the remaining three attribute roots with mad abandon, utterly unstoppable.
"Damn it all, is this thing even human? Still not dead after all that?" Watching Wei Zhao struggle on the brink of death beneath the tribulation yet never fall, Bao Zuoliang and Su Kesheng were nearly driven mad.
By any reckoning, even a titan of the Mountain-Splitting Stage might not withstand a tribulation so powerful, and yet Wei Zhao—a mere master at the consummation of the Nascent Soul—had taken two rounds and lived. The two felt their plan had been meticulous, so who could have foreseen running into such an unkillable freak?
"To hell with it—this time he must die! Flaws be damned, we'll worry about them later. So long as there's no solid evidence, if someone investigates afterward we can wash our hands of it cleanly enough!" Bao Zuoliang said viciously.
"Aye, if we can't kill that fellow surnamed Lin this time, the consequences will be endless. Never mind whether we can deal with him later—once he emerges from his breakthrough and comes to his senses, he may well suspect us. We must kill him at any cost!" Su Kesheng nodded heavily.
The two exchanged a glance, gritted their teeth, and began to stake everything. Nearly every tribulation visible in the surrounding area was diverted onto Wei Zhao's head—only those of Wang Xinyan and a few others close to Wei Zhao made them hesitate, and they dared not tamper lightly with those, lest the flaw be too glaring.
But that was enough. There were fully fifty-some tribulation nodes all around; once the two began staking their all, it was no longer merely a tenfold tribulation duet, but a trio—a quartet!