Chapter 969: 30,000-meter Dharma Idol!
The Tribulation Clouds were enormous, and to anyone else in the Immortal Realm, the pressure they exuded would be incomprehensible. However, Meng Hao already had eight Immortal meridians, Immortal meridians that were simply incomparable to normal Immortal meridians.
In addition, he had his true Immortal fleshly body!
His level of preparation going into this Immortal Tribulation was unheard of, and made him preeminently qualified to face it.
When you added in his Eternal stratum, it made it so that when he looked at the enormous descending hand, a crazy idea suddenly sprang up in his mind.
Immortal Tribulation… had always been a situation in which the cultivator almost passively transcended the tribulation by madly avoiding or rushing past the Tribulation Lightning and then ramming open the Door of Immortality amidst the hail of lightning.
Everyone had used similar methods. Pill Demon, Fan Dong’er, and Fang Wei had done things in such a manner, as had all of the other Chosen who had recently stepped into true Immortality.
Upon opening the Door of Immortality, Immortal light would pour out, and the Tribulation Clouds would dissipate.
As of this moment, Meng Hao’s face filled with a wild look as his idea developed. A vicious aura rose up, transforming into a domineering air as he looked at the gigantic hand, and then punched out.
“I will walk the path of true Immortality! If the Heavens approve, so be it! If they don’t approve, too bad! That is my domineering path to Immortality! Therefore, I should handle things… in an unprecedentedly domineering way!
“For me, it’s Immortality or death!”He threw his head back and let out a long cry as he shot like a meteor toward the huge hand. When they slammed into each other, booms echoed out in all directions. The air shattered, and the huge hand collapsed. Blood sprayed from Meng Hao’s mouth, and his hair was thrown into disarray. However, his Eternal stratum surged, and then, blood-colored light swirled around him, forming a bloody mist which quickly transformed into an enormous Blood Demon head.
It flashed as it shot toward the tribulation Cloud and the endless bolts of lightning up above. In Blood Demon head form, Meng Hao slammed into the Tribulation Clouds, causing booms to echo out in all directions. Yet again, a massive rift opened up.
However, the Tribulation Clouds churned, and quickly began to repair themselves. And yet… the result of this constant cycle of destruction and repair was that the amount of Tribulation Clouds up in the starry sky was reduced!
The Tribulation Clouds were not infinite and without number. As Meng Hao destroyed them, their numbers lessened; apparently, if someone attacked them continuously, then the shocking Tribulation Clouds… would eventually completely dissipate.
Something like that had never, ever occurred before throughout all the years!
However, that didn’t mean… that it couldn’t happen!
The crazy idea that Meng Hao had just come up with was that if the Tribulation Clouds wanted to block his way… Then he would bash them into nothing! He would destroy them completely!
THAT was domineering!
That was the way to do things! When you entered true Immortality, the only option was to make a huge scene!
The Blood Demon head collapsed, and Meng Hao hovered there in mid-air, surrounded by booming lightning. Every bolt of it caused him to tremble, and yet, his true Immortal fleshly body was able to withstand it easily. His Eternal stratum continuously healed him, and his eyes shone with obsession. His cultivation base surged, and his Dharma Idol launched endless attacks against the Tribulation Clouds.
One punch! Another! And another!
Colors flashed in the sky, and the lightning surrounding Meng Hao appeared to be boundless. From time to time, blood sprayed from his mouth as he was flayed over and over. However, he didn’t hesitate for a moment as he charged forward and attacked yet again.
The clouds churned, and simultaneously, began to visibly shrink!
The sight of it caused all the members of the Fang Clan to stare in speechless shock.
All of the other cultivators on Planet East Victory who were watching couldn’t stop themselves from gasping at the shocking sight.
Fang Wei stared in amazement, and the killing intent in his eyes grew to a shocking level of intensity.
“He overestimates himself!” he thought.
Fang Xiushan stared in shock, panting, not daring to believe what he was seeing.
The Grand Elder’s eyes were wide as he watched Meng Hao. He almost felt as if he were watching Meng Hao’s grandfather, or his father Fang Xiufeng. Both of them were people who had given him such a sensation of madness.
Underneath the Fang Clan, the seven Patriarchs were visibly moved. This was especially true of the Seventh Patriarch, who was already relatively familiar with Meng Hao. As of this moment, he looked up at Meng Hao with an