Suddenly, the void trembled. A few steps later, the scene shifted, and a new scene appeared.
It seemed to be a vast mountain. A figure stood on the peak of the mountain, roaring at the sky under the dark clouds.
The blurry scene was like a mirage, and it was somewhat unclear. However, Jiang Ming seemed to be able to hear the roar of the figure, and there seemed to be a cold wind around him. He could feel the murderous aura of the mountain peak.
Thunderbolts fell from the sky, piercing through the void and bombarding the figure. The figure was not afraid at all. He roared and waved his fist, striking in all directions as if he was fighting against the might of heaven.
"What kind of terrifying person is this?"
Jiang Ming's heart jumped. Was this the heavenly tribulation?
What kind of powerhouse was that figure, to actually be able to block the heavenly tribulation with his bare hands?
The clouds and mist under Jiang Ming's feet dissipated. The scene in front of him became clearer. He could gradually see that it was a burly man. His bare upper body was tattooed with strange totems.
He stood at the peak of the mountains. His fist technique was primitive and simple. However, it contained sheer power. Every time he swung his fist, the mountains seemed to shake with it.
It was as if this man wanted to destroy the might of the heavens and overturn them!
At the foot of the mountains, there seemed to be primitive tribes. Countless tribesmen were prostrating on the ground, singing prayers for the figure.
The sounds of chanting, roaring, and thunderous explosions intertwined, and the heavy rain fell in torrents.
Jiang Ming touched his cheek. A drop of rain fell on his face. It felt cold and real.
Jiang Ming was stunned.
The boundary between illusion and reality seemed to be blurring.
Another thunderbolt struck down. Jiang Ming's eyes were slightly dazed.
Suddenly, he smelled the moist air and raindrops fell on his shoulders. The path under his feet had disappeared and was replaced with a rugged mountain path. Jiang Ming suddenly looked up.
A fist pierced through layers of rain. Even though it had been struck by lightning until it was torn open, and its veins were charred black, it still carried an indomitable momentum as it came for the kill.
Jiang Ming subconsciously threw a punch and it collided with the fist. The surrounding rain surged and exploded, creating a dry vacuum.
Jiang Ming threw a punch in a hurry and did not exert all his strength. He was immediately sent staggering back before barely managing to stop his body.
However, he was extremely shocked. The other party could resist the heavenly tribulation. Thus, a casual punch from him should be able to turn Jiang Ming into a mist of blood. How could he only have this much power?
The rain briefly dispersed. In the hazy mist, Jiang Ming also saw the other party's face. His face was full of determination, as if he was going to fight against the heavens.
However, in the eyes of the burly figure, there was no vitality.
The burly figure's eyes were deathly still. However, he continued to roar and attack. Jiang Ming had no way to retreat. Therefore, he could only wave his fist and fight with him. His power burst out fully.
The mountain rocks collapsed, and the rain evaporated into mist. The destructive power of the Foundation Establishment Realm of martial arts was extremely shocking. The two of them fought from one mountain to the other. Blood Qi shot out like a rainbow, piercing through the void and causing violent collisions.
"His martial arts cultivation is the same as mine. We've both just built our martial arts foundation. It's exactly the same!"
Jiang Ming was shocked. He did not think it was a coincidence. It was more likely that the figure's cultivation had been adjusted to his cultivation.
The dead silence in the other party's eyes further confirmed Jiang Ming's guess that this was not a real person. Instead, it was a strange existence that was born under a certain rule.
"Is this some kind of test? Are everyone and everything here a part of the test?"
Jiang Ming muttered in his heart, "But all of this is so real. Is this really an illusion? Or is it something that happened in the past that is now materializing in front of my eyes?"
Jiang Ming was only slightly distracted. However, he was punched in the chest. His sternum cracked, and his whole body was sent flying with blood spurting out.
The blood that Jiang Ming spat out turned into lightning strikes in the void and disappeared with a crackling sound.
"What's going on?" Jiang Ming subconsciously looked down and saw that within his broken sternum, sparks of lightning were moving in his body. His body seemed to be completely composed of lightning.
"Have I become a heavenly tribulation?" Jiang Ming was stunned.
The fist that hit Jiang Ming's chest was also badly mangled and charred by the power of thunder.
However, the burly figure did not notice it and continued to attack Jiang Ming.
Jiang Ming fought with all his might. However, he was a little confused.
"Is this a test for me? Or have I become part of someone else's test?"
He took another punch, and his left arm exploded. However, wisps of lightning quickly gushed out of his body, taking the shape of his missing left arm.
"This isn't the power of the inextinguishable origin light. It's the law of the heavenly tribulation!"
Jiang Ming was shocked. However, then he felt that his own power was fading, and the pressure doubled. His whole body seemed to be disappearing.
