The Grand Supreme Elderly Lord's eyes gleamed. Monkey King, a true innate spiritual monkey, possessed astonishing foundations. Despite being trapped under the Five-Phased Mountain for a mere five hundred years, he was now prepared to break through to the Great Firmament Golden Immortal stage. But what impressed The Grand Supreme Elderly Lord most was Wukong's restraint.
Even though Wukong had been ready for a breakthrough long ago, he'd intentionally suppressed his cultivation until now.
"Wait a moment; only I can ensure that no saint will Brocade Cassock through the barriers," said The Grand Supreme Elderly Lord. He closed his eyes, entering a state of focused concentration.
Monkey King was delighted. With The Grand Supreme Elderly Lord providing protection and his own Heaven-Sealing Array in place, he could face this breakthrough without worries.
The Grand Supreme Elderly Lord's eyes opened shortly afterward. "I have isolated this dimension entirely. Even saints cannot perceive what happens here."
"Thank you, Elderly Lord! Thank you, Master!" Monkey King bowed in gratitude. Without further ado, he sat cross-legged and prepared for the breakthrough.
But upon seeing Wukong's actions, The Grand Supreme Elderly Lord's face darkened.
"You troublesome monkey! Couldn't you have gone outside for this?" he muttered. Hastily, The Grand Supreme Elderly Lord waved his hands, summoning all the treasures scattered around the alchemy room.
Unlike the last time Wukong had visited, when The Grand Supreme Elderly Lord had intentionally left decoy treasures, this time the room was filled with real valuables—freshly prepared elixirs and potent artifacts. Fortunately, the Great Firmament Lightning Tribulation needed time to build.
Just in time, he managed to collect everything, leaving only an empty alchemy room for Wukong to demolish. He even ushered the two furnace attendants behind him, both of whom looked near tears.
"That monkey is a disaster! Every time he comes here, he destroys something. He's a master demolitionist!" muttered one of the attendants, eyes wide.
Soon, a dark cloud amassed overhead, radiating ominous flashes. The Grand Supreme Elderly Lord squinted, recognizing it instantly. "The Five-Colored Supreme Golden Immortal Tribulation…"
Initially, he'd expected Wukong to face a standard Three-Colored Supreme Golden Immortal Tribulation at most. But now, the tribulation cloud forming is the Five-Colored Supreme Golden Immortal Tribulation. Truly befitting an innate spirit monkey; this fortune is indeed beyond the reach of ordinary beings. One must understand that while undergoing tribulation, the Five-Colored Supreme Golden Immortal Tribulation is already the fiercest heavenly trial for achieving the Great Luo stage. Succeeding in it grants power at a tier above other Great Luo cultivators of the same level! However, this is both a blessing and a curse. Future tribulations will only grow more intense—from the Seven-Colored Tribulation to the Nine-Colored Tribulation, and possibly even the Chaos Thunder Tribulation!
If one cannot withstand it, they will be reduced to mere ashes, with no chance of reincarnation or starting anew...
Meanwhile, Wukong raised his hand and deployed the Heaven-Sealing Array around himself. He began circulating the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art, awaiting the descent of heavenly wrath.
He had no intention of using protective artifacts; instead, he would face the tribulation barehanded, refining his body and honing his techniques.
The Grand Supreme Elderly Lord observed Wukong's array with keen interest. Initially, he assumed it was a defensive formation, intending to advise Wukong to dispel it. But upon closer inspection, he realized the array was remarkable.
When he attempted to extend his divine consciousness into it, he found that even he—a saint—could detect nothing. This heightened his curiosity.
Eager to investigate further, The Grand Supreme Elderly Lord stepped into the array with the two wide-eyed attendants in tow. Wukong, sensing The Grand Supreme Elderly Lord's approach, nodded in acknowledgment before refocusing on the tribulation.
The first bolt of lightning struck, a multicolored beam tearing through the sky and slamming into Wukong. Thunder reverberated as the impact shattered the alchemy room into fragments. Despite this, Wukong emerged unscathed, his form glowing with five-colored lightning.
Without pause, a second bolt of even greater force followed. Wukong's only response was to deepen his concentration, accelerating his circulation of the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art.
The Grand Supreme Elderly Lord, unmoved by the scattered remnants of lightning, observed the array with undivided focus. He found it to serve a single purpose: to block any attempts at surveillance. Even saints would be unable to pierce its veil.
"Impressive," he muttered, thoroughly intrigued. With such a powerful formation, Wukong's tribulation would remain hidden from all prying eyes.
The Grand Supreme Elderly Lord understood Wukong's strategy. After each tribulation, the heavens release a wave of spiritual energy, and the more intense the lightning, the greater the surge. While the array could mask his actions, it couldn't conceal the disturbance in spiritual energy, which would alert higher beings.
But now The Grand Supreme Elderly Lord, even more intrigued, wondered what Wukong post-tribulation might do to maintain his secrecy. After all, no method could prevent saints from discerning one's cultivation level entirely.
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