Merging with Demon Spirits

Chapter 781: Chapter 585: The Thunder Tribulation Appears

"Boom!"

Along with the sound of the war drum, bits of star mist dissipated, and under the influence of inertia, the already exhausted Ye Xing shot forward.

Just as he was about to crash into the war drum, completely drained of strength, Gustav’s eyes flickered, and an invisible force enveloped Ye Xing in mid-air, allowing him to gently land.

Ye Xing slumped to the ground, unable to muster the strength to stand.

Fortunately, he succeeded.

And with the sound of the war drum, the remaining five trainees all came to a stop.

The leading trainee was less than a meter away from the drum, close enough to almost touch the drum surface.

The trainee first cast a glance at Ye Xing; in his eyes, beyond surprise, there was also a trace of anger.

At the last moment, the fruit of victory was taken away, how could he not be angry?

He turned his gaze towards Gustav.

He opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say that Ye Xing won with the help of the Flying Dragon Steed, which was unfair to them, but in the end, he said nothing.

By now, the Sea Dragon Whale had dispersed, and its pressure vanished.

Gustav’s attitude was clear; saying more would be pointless.

"Sigh."

With a helpless sigh, the trainee had no choice but to accept reality.

Facing Ye Xing, who could achieve Third Frenzy, if he were the mentor, he would pick him too.

And there was nothing unfair about it.

A spirit beast like the Flying Dragon Steed, which can attach itself to the human body, is part of one’s strength.

He was just unwilling; he was really just a bit short. Even if Ye Xing rang the war drum ten seconds earlier, it wouldn’t have been this frustrating.

Although very regretful and unwilling, he wasn’t desperate.

Because before the mentor’s assessment, he had cooperated with three other trainees.

Those three participated in another three mentor assessments, and as long as two of them were successful in apprenticeship, he would have a helper and not be eliminated.

This was the reason he dared to go all out, leaving no way back.

The other competitors likely had the same strategy.

The illusory assessment field slowly vanished, and under Gustav’s control, the wounded group rapidly descended, landing on the ground within seconds.

With the dispersal of the Golden Ladder, Gustav’s assessment came to an end.

Just as Ye Xing returned to the ground, a waiting therapist approached to provide treatment.

As Ye Xing received treatment, Chen Junhao slowly walked over.

By this time, his external injuries had healed, leaving only his right arm in a bent position.

"Ye Xing."

Chen Junhao looked at Ye Xing with a slightly emotional gaze and said, "I didn’t expect we’d be training together again. It’s quite nostalgic."

"Brother Hao."

Ye Xing nodded in greeting, using the same address as before, though his tone was more formal, lacking the previous respect and closeness.

"It seems you’re becoming distant with me. What’s up, joining the Avengers Alliance and gaining new teammates makes you drift away from me?"

Chen Junhao chuckled and asked.

"No, I’m just a bit tired."

Ye Xing shook his head and said no more.

He had heard about Xie Yixiao being abandoned and asking for help everywhere, which made him see Chen Junhao differently, naturally leading to less respect than before.

Also, as they say, those on different paths can’t walk together; they were no longer on the same page.

"Take care and get the treatment you need."

Chen Junhao could sense Ye Xing’s deliberate distancing and felt quite displeased, but he didn’t show it. After saying those words, he turned and left.

Once teammates, now apprentices under the same mentor, he had hoped to grow closer to Ye Xing. He didn’t expect Ye Xing to be so unappreciative.

After leaving Ye Xing, Chen Junhao began moving among the trainees, occasionally bringing bursts of laughter.

Ye Xing didn’t pay attention to Chen Junhao’s demeanor. He looked up and noticed that Gustav was the first mentor to finish his assessment.

Not far off in the sky, a curtain of purple raindrops descended, looking extraordinarily brilliant.

Within the purple rain, there was a familiar figure.

When Ye Xing was undergoing his assessment, Yang Ningbing was also being assessed by Reimer.

As the only Extraordinary among the three major Thunder Series mentors, Reimer was the top choice for all Thunder Series trainees, making the competition no less fierce than Gustav’s, if not more intense.

All trainees had previously experienced the power of Thunder Rain; to be on the safe side, Yang Ningbing did not immediately participate in the assessment.

She observed how other trainees dealt with the thunderstorm and its effects on the Golden Ladder.

This was why Ye Xing could still see her being assessed now.

Reimer had sent out a total of three invitation cards.

One was given to Lin Feng, who rejected it, and the other two were accepted.

Meaning Reimer still had thirteen student slots available.

After thirteen minutes had passed in the assessment, eight trainees stood behind Reimer. Only then did Yang Ningbing step onto the assessment field and begin her assessment.

She first entered the Demon Transformation state and activated the Defense Barrier.

But within just over three minutes, her Defense Barrier was dissolved by the thunderstorm. She then relied on her Spiritual Power cloak but could only hold out for just over a minute before it dissipated.

Her Spiritual Power and Soul Power weren’t exhausted, but against the thunderstorm’s assault, her repair speed couldn’t keep up with the rate of damage.

Rain dripped onto the purple Dragon Scale, electric arcs arcing off on impact, traversing Yang Ningbing’s body, bringing stinging pain and numbness.

Even the defense of an Earth Chart Thunder Dragon Beast could only withstand for a few dozen seconds before becoming unbearable.

Reimer’s assessment required enduring ten minutes in the thunderstorm. After just five minutes, Yang Ningbing’s defense had entirely crumbled, leaving her at wit’s end.

At this moment, in the assessment venue, five people were taking the assessment alongside Yang Ningbing, and her defense collapsed the fastest.

Just as everyone thought Yang Ningbing would sensibly give up, they were surprised to see her entire body radiating with red arcs of electricity. Raising her right hand high, a blood-red lightning bolt emitted a sharp screech, shot up into the sky, and disappeared into the rolling thunderclouds.

The thunderclouds in the sky churned violently, with arcs of blood-red electricity flashing among the purple thunder.

"Blood-red thunder, that’s [Thunder Tribulation]!"

"A rare Divine Level soul skill indeed!"

"Her strength is mediocre, but her luck is really good!"

"What does she mean by this? Does she want to break through the Thunder Emperor’s attack with [Thunder Tribulation]?"

"Isn’t this overestimating herself?"

The students who had passed and those still taking the assessment all had puzzled looks.

It wasn’t just the students who were surprised; Reimer was too.

As an Extraordinary Powerhouse, she also did not possess a Divine Level soul skill.

For a Demon Spirit Master, if they haven’t refined a second Demon Spirit, they can only possess ten soul skills.

Upon becoming Extraordinary, the Life Soul undergoes a transformation, gaining intelligence, able to transform into an External Incarnation, but still cannot absorb an eleventh soul skill.

Divine Level soul skills are extremely rare, and even if possessed, they might not be absorbed.

Demon Spirits with Divine Level soul skills are generally Earth Chart Demon Spirits, at least Ninth Tier.

If absorption fails, a precious Demon Spirit is wasted, so few forces would attempt it.

To say it without exaggeration, the success rate of absorbing a Divine Level soul skill is even lower than the probability for a student to become King.

She also knew that Yang Ningbing possessed [Thunder Tribulation], but a single Divine Level soul skill was not enough for her to send an invitation card.

Yang Ningbing’s performance just now proved this point.

Compared to other competitors, Yang Ningbing’s strength could be said to be the weakest.

Among Thunder Series soul skills, the power of [Thunder Tribulation] is not the strongest.

But [Thunder Tribulation] has an unavoidable feature.

Facing this soul skill, once targeted by the caster, there is no escape; one can only endure the attack directly!

Depending on the strength of the soul skill’s owner, the power and frequency of Thunder Tribulation varies.

With Yang Ningbing’s strength, seven Thunder Tribulations should be her limit.

A Divine Level soul skill is strong, but since Yang Ningbing is not even a King, she naturally cannot break through Reimer’s [Thunder Rain].

The reality was just so.

The thunderclouds in the sky were not affected; instead, the clouds expanded in size.

Imagining a certain possibility, an interesting expression flickered in Reimer’s eyes.

"Boom!"

Amid the thundering roar, a massive blood-red thunderbolt descended like a domineering Thunder Dragon, crashing hard onto Yang Ningbing’s head.

The moment the blood-red thunder struck down, the illusory field centered around Yang Ningbing abruptly sank, filled with a pungent odor in the air, and those students who were closer to Yang Ningbing had already moved away early, fearing being affected.

Even so, one person was still impacted, their already precarious barrier collapsing outright.

As the soul skill’s caster, even attacking herself, Yang Ningbing was not treated gently.

She let out a painful roar, trembling all over, her face flushed, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Haha."

Just one strike left Yang Ningbing’s entire body torn and tattered, emitting a pungent burnt smell.

Seriously injured, yet she laughed.

Because the plan succeeded.

The descending purple raindrops at this moment seemed blocked by an invisible force, no longer falling on her.

The area within two meters around her became a hollow sphere.

Yang Ningbing looked up to see the blood-red thundercloud right above her head.

[Thunder Tribulation] indeed couldn’t destroy Reimer’s [Thunder Rain], and couldn’t make the thunderstorm disappear.

But as a Divine Level soul skill, [Thunder Tribulation]’s blood-red thundercloud could forcibly merge into Reimer’s thundercloud, becoming part of it.

Now Yang Ningbing only had to withstand her own [Thunder Tribulation] attack.

And the maximum interval for releasing [Thunder Tribulation] was two minutes, so Yang Ningbing only needed to survive one more [Thunder Tribulation] to pass the assessment.

It’s far easier to endure two rounds of [Thunder Tribulation] than five minutes of thunderstorm.

This was Yang Ningbing’s plan.

Her plan was undoubtedly successful.

"Boom!"

When the second blood-red thunder fell with an earth-shattering force, the barrier and Spiritual Power armor Yang Ningbing had activated vanished instantly, leaving her no resistance as she was struck down to the ground.

Her entire body charred, her skin cracked like parched earth, an alarming sight.

Furthermore, the frenzied thunder energy roamed within her, rampaging brutally against her bones and muscles, but despite the pathetic state, she still braced her hands on the ground, her body trembling violently, struggling to rise.

Yang Ningbing looked up at the sky, her eyes bloodshot with barely containable excitement.

In her view, the originally [Thunder Tribulation] blood-red thundercloud was dissipating at a visible speed.

Once the blood-red thundercloud dissipated, purple droplets fell on her again, seeping into her flesh through the cracked skin, bringing waves of excruciating pain.

"The six hundred and tenth second."

Muttering silently in her heart, despite exceeding the ten minutes, Yang Ningbing persisted through the searing pain, stumbling behind Reimer.

Not far away, at the last step of the Golden Ladder, the ever-ready support therapist Dong Yunan was in utter disbelief.

Without her intervention, Yang Ningbing had successfully become Reimer’s disciple.

Using an unexpected method, she secured a student spot.