Chapter 1: Heavenly Tribulation of the Peacock King

"The fuck!!!"

Han Zhiyuan only had time to shout these two words and in a blink of eye, he was pulled into a huge vortex by an inexplicable force, and everything spun frantically, as if he was in the center of a tornado. He felt like his body will be torn to pieces in the next second and at this moment he clearly felt his soul being stripped out of his body. 

"What the hell!" 

Han Zhiyuan who had always been a gentle person couldn't help but scold. What sort of demon is this demon king! Can't he let him finish talking!

 "How do I find him!!!" 

Before his brain was turned into a paste, Han Zhiyuan desperately shouted at the madly spinning void, 

"How to unlock the seal!!!" Also, how do I get back!?

 As a result, "Humph! Noisy!" 

An extremely impatient snort, at the same time a transparent force pressed at him from all directions, Han Zhiyuan suddenly felt like he was being pushed towards the door.

"I'm going!" Noisy, your sister!

Han Zhiyuan's eyes went black and he lost consciousness in an instant. When he opened his eyes again, he saw countless...backs?

Han Zhiyuan's heart skipped a beat and when he took a closer look, he saw rows of various backs crowded in front of him. They wore ancient costumes, had long hair, arched their hips, squeezed each other, stretched their necks and looked inward, like a group of ducks with their long necks pinched.

Han Zhiyuan's brain is in chaos, ancient times? Which dynasty? Which country? What are they doing?

Also, why is he looking straight at other people's butt? Is he so short? Han Zhiyuan was startled and hurriedly lowered his head to check his body, and then froze.

"Cough cough, this fell...Fellow Daoist has a good physique, Can you get up first... this old man...cough cough."

An old voice that was almost breathless came from under Han Zhiyuan's butt.

Han Zhiyuan was startled, only to realize that he was sitting, no wonder he felt so short, but what is he sitting on?

Han Zhiyuan jumped up and slapped the dust a few times with a pretentious "papapa", and then looked at place where he was sitting only to find it was an old man with hair like snow.

The old man wearing blue-grey Taoist robe with few colorful patches on them, two big toes came out of broken shoes and was kissing the ground, the wrinkles on his face were like strips of ridges. At this time, the old man was crawling on the ground with a sullen face, like a squashed big frog, no, a toad.

What's the situation? Han Zhiyuan's brain seems to have been turned into a paste, fellow Daoist? Taoist priest?

Han Zhiyuan straightened his body immediately, then raised his right hand to his chest, and bowed slightly to imitate a Taoist priest, 

"Amitabha, old benefactor, are you alright?" 

No matter where you go, it's always good to be polite. When he bowed his head, Han Zhiyuan realized that he was also wearing ancient clothes.

The old Daoist with patched cloths quickly got up, and his small thief eyes quickly glanced around, making sure that no one saw his embarrassment just now, and then he looked at Han Zhiyuan and said while patting off the soil:

"Nothing, nothing. The little friend just almost made this old man into a muddy flesh, Amitabha". 

The old daoist with patched cloths rolled his eyes and continued, 

"This old daoist have been in the Nine Heavens Continent for hundreds of years, if what happened now spread out, I'm afraid that even the immortal lord may laugh, Amitabha!" 

Han Zhiyuan was stunned for three seconds, and then his pupils shrank suddenly, the Nine Heavens Continent, Hundred Years, Immortals, and memory fragments that popped up from time to time in the chaotic brain... So , what the hell is this place?

"I'm sorry." Han Zhiyuan frowned, trying to swallow his surprise in his stomach, looking very polite.

The old daoist took a look at the young man, tall and handsome, with clear features, the key is to be polite to him, and the current impression is not bad. While he was thinking, there was a sudden commotion around them. The old daoist hurriedly plunged into the crowd and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"It's about to start!" Someone shouted.

Han Zhiyuan had no choice but to follow him quietly.

"It's finally about to start, I am waiting here all night." One person said excitedly.

 "That is the tribulation of the Peacock King!"

 "That's right, the demon emperor-level powerhouse, that is the top existence in the Nine Heavens Continent. If you can see the shocking scene of the demon emperor crossing the tribulation, it is worth waiting for a few days and a few nights."

"How long is days and nights? I'm afraid it's rare to see it in hundreds of years."

    ...

Peacock King? Demon King? Tribulation? These words made Han Zhiyuan's brain buzz. Obviously, this body is not his, but it is under his control now, and the memory of the original owner is slowly entering his mind.

Looking along the line of sight of everyone, he saw that a few kilometres ahead, a majestic mountain was suddenly suspended in the air, but such a big mountain was as if fixed in the air, standing still. Outside the hanging mountain, four tall figures standing with their backs to the mountain in the air, just surrounding the hanging mountain. In the outer layer, from the ground to the sky in all directions, there are densely packed people, and the scene is extremely spectacular.

Such a shocking scene, Han Zhiyuan had to be shocked. The old doaist didn't know where he came from, and smiled proudly, 

"This is the first time you see such a scene, right?"

Han Zhiyuan nodded, and the old daoist continued, "I won't hide from my fellow daoist, this is first for this old man too. But, tsk tsk, this Peacock King is incredible. Have you seen the four people in the sky?"

"Yes, but it's not very clear."

 Han Zhiyuan also saw that there were six people standing around the four people with their hands behind their backs. They stood, staring directly at the hanging mountain, standing motionless in the air. Although they were far apart, one could clearly feel the coercion of the powerhouse emanating from their bodies, forcing the onlookers from a little close to mountain to retreat again and again.

Farther away from the six people stood few people on flying beasts and watched, and farther away from them, the group beside Han Zhiyuan. In short, the weaker the more backward.

"That's the four big demons in the demon world. It is said that they all have demon king-level strength. They protect the Peacock King." The old daoist said proudly, and then continued "I don't know if the Peacock King can succeed this time. Transcending the Heavenly Tribulation twice, tsk tsk, this Peacock King is truly unprecedented and courageous, this old man really admires him!"

"You mean this is the second time the Peacock King has crossed the Heavenly Tribulation?" One person said in shock, everyone was shocked and looked at the old daoist.

The old doaist slowly stroked his beard and said, "You guys are asking the right person. This old man have been in the Nine Heavens Continent..."

Han Zhiyuan:... This old man must have fooled many people saying this, why is there so much nonsense at the critical moment?

The old daoist also seemed to feel the eyes of everyone, so he had to change his mouth halfway, "It is said that the Peacock King gone through the heavenly tribulation three hundred years ago, but he failed."

"What!" Everyone was shocked, "How is this possible? "

How amazing is the Peacock King, that's the Demon King.

"Is this... is this tribulation so terrifying?" Another person also said in a trembling voice.

 "The way of heaven is the most terrifying. You can still survive the calamity if you fail to cross the robbery. Based on this alone, the Peacock King is unprecedented." The old daoist suddenly sighed.

 At this moment, only a loud "bang" sound was heard, and the thunder exploded. The sound of thunder shook people's ears, and then they saw the sky that was still clear just now covered in dark clouds and in blink of an eye shrouded in darkness. The black clouds rolled like a fog. From time to time, several terrifying lightning flashes lit up the sky. The continuous roar was deafening, as if the whole earth was shaking.

The old daoist's small eyes stared at the black clouds and lightning rolling in the void, and his wrinkled face was full of tension, but those small eyes clearly shot two extremely excited rays of light.

"Its starting."

Han Zhiyuan swallowed unconsciously, looking at the black clouds rolling in the air, and the crackling lightning, one after another thunder dragons shuttled through the black clouds, as if to tear the hanging mountain into pieces. As a modern person, even with the backing of modern science, and the fact that there are so many scenes of video games, this battle is simply unimaginable.

"Here it comes!!!" Don't know who shouted, followed by a deafening thunder, and he saw a thigh-thick thunder strike from the high-altitude black cloud straight to the top of the hanging mountain.

"Fuck!" Han Zhiyuan blurted out unconsciously, as the thunder fell, Han Zhiyuan's heart trembled along with it, and his ears were buzzing, as if he was going deaf. But at this moment, he saw a sudden burst of light on the top of the hanging mountain, followed by a loud "bang", colliding with thunder making the hanging mountain trembled a few times.

"Yes, the Peacock King overcame the first thunder." Someone shouted excitedly.

However, as soon as the voice fell, another thunder fell straight down, and only a loud "bang" was heard, and then the hanging mountain shook violently, obviously much more violently than the first time.

"The second one was also over?" Someone said in a trembling voice. But at this moment, I only heard a few crisp sounds, as if something was broken, "No, the Peacock King's magic weapon was smashed by the thunder!"

Han Zhiyuan hurriedly looked at it, and sure enough, he saw that above the hanging mountain. The light slowly dimmed. However, before everyone could catch their breath, the third thunder came. This time, the light was twice as thick. The crowd shuddered with fear.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Han Zhiyuan only heard a shrill noise, which seemed to be the cry of a peacock. His eardrums were shaken to the point of pain, but he saw that the hanging mountain suddenly swayed, and the whole mountain was emitting smoke, as if it about to explode. 

Is this a dream?

"The Peacock King is indeed amazing, he took the thunder with his bare hands without using a weapon, really ruthless!" 

The old daoist said a little excitedly.

"The fourth thunder strike is coming!" someone shouted.

He saw the black clouds moving and they all gathered on the top of the hanging mountain, and then, a huge lightning with a diameter of at least one meter slammed to the top of the mountain.

"The Peacock King is finished." 

Don't know who exclaimed. However, at this moment, a golden three-legged bronze tripod suddenly flew out from the top of the hanging mountain, followed by a fairy flute, a keel cup... One after another, the high-level magic weapons that made everyone drool were spinning rapidly to form a huge aperture, which just blocked the terrifying lightning.

"As expected of the Peacock King, there are so many heaven-defying magic tools, if you can get the same..." Some people showed greedy expression.

"Boom!" The Heavenly Thunder collided with the magic weapons again, making a huge noise, and a terrifying light suddenly shot in all directions, and everyone who were watching hurriedly turned around and ran, withdrawing for thousands of meters before narrowly dodging it. Han Zhiyuan, who had lingering fears, didn't have time to think about how he had such a fast speed, he saw that the hanging mountain shook violently, as if it was about to explode.

"Will the thunder keep striking all day?" Han Zhiyuan asked panting.

"There is the last one left, and it is also the most critical one. If it is blocked successfully, he can shatter the void and become an immortal. Otherwise, he will be wiped out." 

The old daoist said leisurely.

 So its totally six? Before Han Zhiyuan could think about it, he saw that the black clouds in the sky suddenly spun wildly, and the black clouds in all directions gathered towards the top of the hanging mountain, and the rumbling sound was simply heart-pounding, the posture was as if it was bound to strike the Peacock King into powder.

 "Its here!"

Han Zhiyuan only heard the deafening thunder in the center of the black cloud, and then the rays of light burst forth, and a terrifying lightning bolt was about to strike. And above the hanging mountain, a white light suddenly flourished, and a giant white peacock phantom in the size of a hill suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"As expected of the king of birds! It's so beautiful!" Han Zhiyuan opened his mouth wide.

"Boom!" The terrifying lightning struck straight down. However, at this moment, the six powerhouses who had been silently hanging in the air suddenly rushed towards the hanging mountain, with a speed like lightning, which caught people off guard. At the same time, the four great demons who had been guarding around the hanging mountain finally moved.

He just heard a big demon roaring in a loud voice, "Don't deceive people too much!"

Before Han Zhiyuan could react, the old daoist grabbed his collar and dragged him out. "Run, there's a fight!"

"What's going on?" That demon king really pitted him. Did he ever consider he, as a modern person, would not even have power to kill a chicken in this place. What answered Han Zhiyuan was the whirring sound of the wind, and his face that was scratched and hurt, like a knife cutting him!

"The other forces will not sit back and watch the peacock King's tribulation succeed and the balance of the continent cannot be broken." 

The old daoist took the time to roar, and Han Zhiyuan, who was dragged in mid-air, turned his head, and saw all the weak cultivators fleeing around him. Han Zhiyuan suddenly felt a pain in the ass, what the hell is this place?

"Boom!" At this moment, Han Zhiyuan turned around and saw that the hanging mountain exploded with a bang, and the black cloud covering the sky had dissipated at some point. So, did the Peacock King succeed or fail?

"Ah!" Han Zhiyuan suddenly realized that he was weightless and was falling down. When he lowered his head, there was actually a large pond below.

"Ah, little friend! This old man's hand slipped!"

 "Your uncle's hand slipped... boom!" 

The water splashed all around.

Translator note: Hello everyone. This is my first time translating a novel, so I hope it is readable? Lol 

If you find any mistakes, (you will, trust me) please feel free to point out. And finally hope you all have a great day.

Previous                              TBC                                      Next

Support me on: https://www.buymeacoffee.com/CaRaMaL