As Aryan's cultivation realm advanced, the aura he released attracted the attention of many people. From far and wide, cultivators rushed toward him. Everyone thought that some great treasure had appeared, so they hurried in his direction. None of them knew that Aryan had just broken through into the King Realm, and the resulting phenomenon had drawn them there.
At that moment, Latika also noticed the disturbance and asked the old man beside her, "Elder, what happened?"
The old man replied, "This shouldn't be possible. Someone here has broken through to the King Realm."
Latika was shocked.
"How is that possible? Someone broke through to the King Realm?"
The elder nodded.
"Come, let's go and see."
Meanwhile, Vikas and the young master of the Dubey family were also rushing toward the location with their followers.
Far away, Maya appeared and looked in Aryan's direction.
"This aura definitely belongs to someone who has entered the King Realm. But who could it be?"
She decided to investigate as well.
Aryan opened his eyes and noticed countless people approaching through his Divine Sense.
He frowned.
"I still have to undergo heavenly tribulation, and these people have arrived already. Looks like I need to change my appearance."
From his Sea of Consciousness, he took out a pill and swallowed it.
It was a Transformation Pill.
After all, Aryan had come from a higher world and possessed many treasures that did not exist on this planet.
His appearance changed into the one he had in his previous life.
Looking at the sky, he saw dark clouds gathering.
Seeing this, he left the cave and rose into the air.
When Aryan appeared, the people approaching from afar noticed him and were stunned.
Even Maya stopped moving and stared.
The man floating in the sky possessed a perfectly built body. He looked like a veteran warrior who had fought thousands of battles. His physique was as strong as steel, and he stood tall and imposing.
As Maya observed him, Priya suddenly appeared beside her.
"Do you know him?" Priya asked.
Maya smiled.
"No. But he seems incredibly powerful. Just looking at his body, you can tell he has fought countless battles. He definitely isn't an easy target."
Priya then asked,
"Have you seen Aryan?"
Maya shook her head.
"No. After entering the secret realm, everyone was scattered across different locations. Finding someone is very difficult."
Both women turned their attention back to the mysterious cultivator in the sky.
Aryan was looking at the clouds, waiting for the heavenly tribulation to descend.
Soon, thunderclouds gathered completely.
The heavens roared.
Lightning exploded across the sky.
Seeing this, Aryan's face darkened.
"Damn it! What kind of nonsense is this? I came here to pass a tribulation, not to die. I've already died once before!"
In the distance, Priya and the others also witnessed the terrifying scene.
Maya commented,
"It seems this man has a deep grudge with Heaven itself. The tribulation looks like it wants to kill him."
Priya nodded.
"He must have cultivated some forbidden technique."
Maya agreed.
"There are certain arts that Heaven does not tolerate."
Priya added,
"And there are also bloodlines that Heaven cannot bear."
As they discussed, Aryan gritted his teeth.
"It seems I can only rely on my Primordial Art now."
Then a thought struck him.
"My Primordial Art can refine all forms of energy. If it worked on the energy in the pond before, perhaps it can also refine heavenly lightning."
Before he could think further, a pillar of lightning descended from the sky.
Aryan did nothing.
He allowed the lightning to strike him directly.
The instant it hit him, his entire body shook violently.
He was blasted into a mountain.
The mountain shattered into pieces.
Everyone watching inhaled sharply.
Silence spread across the battlefield.
When the dust settled, the mysterious man was nowhere to be seen.
Many believed he had died.
"No one can survive that."
"Even if he survived, all his bones must be crushed."
Suddenly, a shadow shot out of the destroyed mountain and flew back into the sky.
It was Aryan.
His clothes had been torn apart, leaving only scraps hanging from his body.
Despite the damage, his physique appeared even more impressive.
As everyone stared in admiration, the clouds gathered once again.
This time the lightning was even stronger.
Most spectators silently concluded that he would not survive.
Aryan, however, cursed loudly.
"What crime am I being punished for? In my previous life, I only faced tribulation this strong after reaching the Saint Realm!"
Two massive pillars of lightning descended.
This time Aryan raised his fist.
Closing his eyes, he gathered his power.
"Heavenly Tyrant Fist!"
The moment he attacked, an overwhelming fist intent erupted.
Everyone was shocked.
Maya and Priya widened their eyes.
"This is the highest level of fist intent!"
Maya exclaimed.
Priya could hardly believe it.
Someone had comprehended fist intent to such a profound degree.
The women discussed his talent, amazed by what they were witnessing.
Soon, a third lightning strike gathered.
Maya explained,
"Three tribulation strikes signify a supreme genius. Even the greatest talents of the Ancient Families only faced three."
As the third strike descended, Aryan unleashed another series of punches.
His fist intent collided with the lightning.
However, all three punches were destroyed.
Aryan's face darkened further.
"I won't let you get away with this!"
He extended his hand.
A sword appeared.
The instant the sword emerged, the entire region trembled.
A terrifying bloodthirsty aura exploded from it.
Everyone's faces turned pale.
Even Maya and Priya were shocked.
"What a terrifying demonic sword!"
Maya exclaimed.
Priya observed carefully.
"No. He hasn't been corrupted. The sword is the source of the demonic aura."
Golden energy flowed from Aryan's body.
Rather than being overwhelmed by the sword's blood energy, he was refining and purifying it.
Maya nodded.
"You're right. He isn't suppressing the sword's energy—he's absorbing and purifying it."
Aryan gently touched the sword.
"My old companion, I need your help."
The sword trembled.
A terrifying sword intent burst forth.
Everyone felt chills run down their spines.
The sword energy shot into the heavens and collided with the lightning.
The lightning was sliced into two halves.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
The fourth and fifth lightning strikes descended one after another.
Both were cut apart by the sword.
After enduring five tribulation strikes, Aryan was far from unharmed.
Even so, he remained standing.
Looking around, he noticed Priya among the crowd.
However, he couldn't approach her right now.
So he quietly disappeared, deciding that he would continue protecting Priya from the shadows.
This passage is from a xianxia/cultivation-style fantasy story featuring realm breakthroughs, heavenly tribulation, sword intent, and powerful ancient bloodlines.