Chapter 134 The Tribulation of Ten Thousand Ants

The so-called Tribulation of Ten Thousand Ants, as the name suggests, is derived from the idea of ​​ten thousand ants devouring the heart. Once the tribulation begins, it feels as if countless ants are slowly gnawing and tearing at the skin, flesh, bones, and internal organs.

If one falls into a coma during this process, it is considered a failure to transcend the tribulation.

Xu Yuanlang began to circulate his cultivation technique, striving to break through to the Foundation Establishment Realm, which lay hidden in the darkness.

After a few breaths, the spiritual energy in his body touched a strange barrier. He knew that after breaking through this barrier, he would be able to break through to the Foundation Establishment Realm. Just as he had this thought, an extremely itchy sensation emerged from his skin.

"here we go!"

A thought struck him, and he immediately realized that this was a sign that the ant calamity was about to begin.

At first, it wasn't painful; it just felt like countless tiny feet were stepping on my skin. But soon, those tiny feet started tearing at my skin.

It felt like countless blunt knives were rapidly scraping his skin. He turned his head and glanced at his shoulder, only to see the skin turning white and then peeling off his body. New, fair skin would quickly grow back, and the process would repeat itself rapidly.

Once, twice, and countless times, he almost couldn't maintain the operation of the technique. However, although it was painful, he could clearly feel that the regrown skin was becoming more and more supple.

"The Foundation Establishment Realm is indeed different..."

Xu Yuanlang's face was full of excitement, but then the unbearable pain and itching sensation penetrated deep into his flesh and blood, and his expression changed instantly.

Compared to the pain on his skin, the pain in his flesh seemed to intensify a hundredfold in an instant, with waves of pain rushing back to his brain like a tidal wave.

His entire body was instantly soaked in cold sweat. He knew very well that he had to endure it. As long as he could endure it, he could become a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

"Giggle giggle..."

He clenched his teeth, sweat pouring down his body. In a short while, he became somewhat delirious. Suddenly, the pain disappeared, but before he could even feel happy, an indescribable itching arose from his flesh, making him wish he could tear his own skin off.

Caught between pain and itchiness, Xu Yuanlang instinctively reached out to scratch, which stopped his cultivation technique from flowing in, while the spiritual energy from the outside world continued to pour in.

At this moment, the spiritual energy in the dantian was completely chaotic. The influx of external spiritual energy was like pouring a basin of cold water into a frying pan, and the dantian inside the body was almost instantly torn apart.

"Oh no..."

Xu Yuanlang's eyes widened in horror, his spiritual energy darting wildly through his meridians like a headless fly, breaking down in countless places in an instant, his face as pale as paper.

He coughed up blood and suddenly fainted. Then, the spiritual energy that had nowhere to go exploded in his body. If it continued, he would only end up with his flesh and blood exploding and his body leaving no trace.

Just then, the ninth leaf on the seven-colored flower trembled, and an invisible wave swept across his body.

If he were still awake, he would have noticed that, along with this fluctuation, the chaotic spiritual energy within his body strangely calmed down at that moment.

Then, as if time had reversed, his flesh, meridians, and dantian were rapidly recovering.

After a long while, Xu Yuanlang slowly woke up.

"Uh, right, I failed my breakthrough..."

Xu Yuanlang hurriedly checked his body, only to be astonished to find that his body had returned to normal, and even the spiritual energy in his dantian was full. It was as if his failure to break through had been a figment of his imagination.

He quickly focused his attention on the seven-colored flower, only to notice that the ninth leaf had dimmed slightly, and he immediately understood what was going on.

"Even if I die nine times, I will not regret it!"

He breathed a sigh of relief, which meant that he could now continuously strive to reach the Foundation Establishment Realm in his best condition.

However, he immediately frowned. He had failed too quickly before and had hardly gained any insights. He had memorized the few breakthrough insights treasured by his family, but they were still summaries by others, and to him they were like looking at flowers through a fog, separated by a layer.

Just then, scenes from his breakthrough moments suddenly appeared before his eyes. He was certain that these scenes were unrelated to his memories.

"Oh right, how could I forget about the remnant soul of the Golden Core?"

He slapped his thigh excitedly. These images were left behind by the remnant soul of that Golden Core cultivator, a summary of his life experiences. They had appeared several times during his cultivation, providing him with considerable assistance.

The breakthrough now appears naturally, and these images appear directly in my mind, which are certainly much more accurate than written records.

Just as Xu Yuanlang was slowly comprehending the images left behind by the remnant soul of the Golden Core, outside, the clan leader, seeing the spiritual energy vortex gradually disappearing, was disappointed. He pinched the bridge of his nose and said sadly.

"Failed. Sigh, it seems that trying to establish a foundation without a foundation-building artifact is a near-certain death."

The elder beside him nodded, then suddenly said with some doubt.

"That's not right. Yuan Lang did fail, but I feel like he still has life in him, and his spiritual power hasn't diminished much either?"

The clan chief was stunned for a moment before snapping out of his grief. He hurriedly released his spiritual power to sense that Xu Yuanlang's aura had not weakened much. This discovery made the clan chief's sorrow disappear instantly, and he burst into laughter.

"Good, good, God has eyes, God has eyes. It seems that the worst thing we expected did not happen in the end."

"Once Yuanlang comes out of seclusion, we'll give him a good talking-to. Although the family really needs him to achieve Foundation Establishment right now, there's no need for him to push himself so hard. He should take a steady and methodical approach..."

Before he could finish speaking, the Grand Elder patted him on the shoulder and pointed to the sky. He turned around and saw that a new vortex of spiritual energy had appeared again, and this vortex was even larger and spun faster.

"Nonsense, utter nonsense!"

The clan chief's eyes widened, and he spoke repeatedly in disbelief.

"It's already incredibly lucky that he survived a failed breakthrough. Why would this kid risk everything? Does he think he'll always be this lucky?"

The Grand Elder, of course, could not answer this question; he could only helplessly shrug.

"This kid isn't reckless; he should be quite confident the second time."

Half a day later, the vortex disappeared again, but Xu Yuanlang's aura remained stable, showing no signs of decline compared to before.

Neither of them made any rash judgments this time. They were both cultivators who had lived for hundreds of years, but they had never seen anything like Xu Yuanlang before.

"Let's ask him what happened after Yuen Long comes out of quarantine."

The elder nodded. He was quite optimistic, after all, the more unusual something was, the more extraordinary it would be in the future.

"Elder, we'll be stationed at the core of the formation these next few days."