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This honest-faced little friend was transcending a Seventh Stage heavenly tribulation, so he should be at the peak of the Sixth Stage.

Sixteen hugged Song Shuhang’s arm tightly.

According to Murphy’s Law, whatever could go wrong will go wrong. She was worried that the young man would do something reckless, and the young man really did start acting reckless.

“Don’t worry. I’ve got this under control.” Song Shuhang stretched out his palm and gently touched the petite fairy’s head. “I will come back safely and get you out of this Heavenly Tribulation Realm. Sorry for getting you involved in this mess.”

Then, he held the petite girl up by her armpits and moved her aside.

Sixteen: “…”

Song Shuhang stood up and strode toward the lightning sea.

He walked very boldly, showing his broad and strong back to the petite fairy maiden.

A back just like that of a father.

It was not that Song Shuhang wanted to be a fatherly figure for the petite fairy, but he felt that his back would definitely give her a sense of security.

Behind him, Sixteen looked helplessly at the heroic visage of the young man and the 123 holy apes floating above his head.

Honestly speaking, the young man looked somewhat like a balloon salesman with ape-shaped balloons hovering above his head. Even a dangerous place like the Heavenly Tribulation Realm could not be taken seriously with this kind of scene.

Sister White Dragon silently wrapped herself around Sixteen. Although she was attached to this petite girl, she could not interfere too much during the heavenly tribulation; otherwise, she might end up increasing the strength of the tribulation.

Sister White Dragon was still different from the virtuous lamia.

The power of virtue that made up the virtuous lamia’s body was accumulated by Song Shuhang little by little, and it belonged to him alone. Therefore, in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, the virtuous lamia could fully display her power. By the judgment of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, she and Song Shuhang were a single entity.

As for Sister White Dragon, she was classified as the “Ancestral Golden Dragon.” Therefore, the Heavenly Tribulation Realm would not regard her as the same as Sixteen, and she had to pay attention to her actions.

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After a few steps, Song Shuhang arrived at the sea of lightning.

He bent down and stretched out his hand to feel out the crackling tribulation lightning as if to get used to the temperature of the wa… Er, to get used to the intensity of the lightning.

Just as he imagined, the tribulation lightning that Sister Scarf said could destroy a Sixth Stage cultivator in a single blow was harmless to him. With his treasured armor protecting him, his hand didn’t even become numb.

How disappointing.

After some pondering, Shuhang got up and stepped into the sea of lightning, his eyes staring deep into the sea.

There, he saw something that made him feel threatened.

He headed toward the source of that threatening feeling to stop the heavenly tribulation that was brewing in the depths of the sea from reaching the petite fairy.

After taking one step into the sea of lightning, Song Shuhang paused for a moment to make sure there was no problem before continuing onward.

He was bold, but he did not lose his caution.

He slowly waded his way through the sea of lightning.

I can’t go on like this. Is there any better way to move through this sea of lightning? What if I surf on the waves? Song Shuhang thought to himself.

As that thought flashed through his mind, a surfboard-shaped object appeared beside him.

It was a shield made of a turtle shell.

Moreover, he could feel that there was a blood connection between him and the shield.

Similar to the virtuous lamia, this surfboard… Er, shield would flicker from time to time. It was as if its existence was somewhat unstable.

“Hahaha, of course! Since I’m a tank that specializes in defense, how can I not have a shield? This should be my life-bound magical treasure.” Song Shuhang grabbed the large shield.

With a shield in hand, he felt greatly reassured.

With this shield… There is nothing in this sea of tribulation lightning that can hurt me!

Song Shuhang stretched out his hand and placed the shield on the surface of the sea. Afterward, he jumped up on it.

“Go!” Song Shuhang snapped his fingers.

Above his head, 123 holy apes stretched out their hands and snapped their fingers as well.

Everything was neat, which gave it a more serious vibe.

The large turtle shell shield carried Song Shuhang over the vast lightning sea.

Claps of thunder boomed all around him, and bolts of lightning continuously crackled beneath the turtle shell, but none of this hurt Song Shuhang, who was standing on the large shield.

The lightning sea seemed to be enraged by this.

Pillars and nets of lightning emerged from the sea and sharp spears of lightning rained down from the sky.

The world became rife with traps and attacks coming from all directions.

Song Shuhang, who was on the turtle shell shield, nimbly avoided the traps and swiftly made his way through the endless sea of lightning.

He was really surfing on lightning!

“What a pity… I thought that I could fly on a sword, but I did not expect to be a shield cultivator. It seems like I can only fly on a shield.” Song Shuhang controlled the pace of the giant shield with his mind.

But shield cultivators are also good.

Although they are not as handsome as sword cultivators when flying through the sky, when it comes to surfing, sword cultivators come nowhere close in style to shield cultivators!

At this time, the only thing missing is background music! Song Shuhang thought to himself.

As his thoughts flashed through his mind, the virtuous lamia and another fairy maiden quietly appeared.

One of the fairies was holding a lute—a treasure from the Throne of Wealth Distribution.

The other fairy maiden had her tail wrapped around a zither—one of the magical treasures of the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Combined Magical Treasure.

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In the next moment, a beautiful melody sounded.

The 123 holy apes sang with deep voices along with the sound of the zither. The true dragons wrapped around their necks chimed in with their dragon roars.

The Ape Dragon Lamia Choir responded to their master’s call.

Amidst the passionate melody of the zither and the chorus, Song Shuhang steered the turtle shell shield and headed to the depths of the lightning sea.

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In the island-shaped safe area of the lightning sea, Sixteen silently watched the hardheaded boy surf over the lightning sea.

Sixteen asked curiously, “Sister, what does he want to do?”

She could see that this young man did not simply want to surf on the lightning sea.

“His target might be the heavenly tribulation brewing at the center of the lightning sea. It seems like he wants to test its strength.” Sister White Dragon guessed Song Shuhang’s goal.

Sixteen frowned and said, “Isn’t that too dangerous?”

Sister White Dragon said, “Don’t worry. I will pull him back if it gets too dangerous. I can’t take the initiative to resist the heavenly tribulation, but I can still provide some assistance.”

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Sixteen asked, “Can we survive this heavenly tribulation?”

Sister White Dragon fell silent.

Question: Could a soon-to-be Venerable and a soon-to-be Spiritual Emperor survive an Eighth Stage heavenly tribulation?

The normal answer to that would be: In your dreams!

Under normal circumstances, unless it was a dream, it was impossible for such a combination of cultivators to survive an Eighth Stage heavenly tribulation.

However, that was under normal circumstances.

Sister White Dragon looked at the boy surfing the lightning Sea.

This boy was anything but normal.