"I've broken through to a hundred thousand years!"
The Behemoth King stared at its hands. Upon reaching a hundred-thousand-year level, it could finally speak.
"Heh, thank me—but that's not all. Let me boost your cultivation even more!"
Tianlin's Illusory Water Thunderstorm kept going. The Behemoth King, at first delighted, soon became terrified.
"No, stop, stop right now!"
The Behemoth's soul power trembled as it tried to shake off the boost, but it was useless. Tianlin's demonic sword was absolute—if he wanted to boost you, there was no resisting.
Soon, the Behemoth's cultivation reached a hundred thousand and one thousand years.
There's a saying: when a beast reaches a hundred thousand years if it doesn't take human form and start over, it can only live another thousand years.
The real rule is that upon hitting a hundred-thousand and one thousand years, it triggers its first tribulation. If it survives, it can live another hundred thousand years; if not, it dies.
At that moment, thunderclouds gathered over Gale Valley, just like the million-year tribulation Skydream had faced, though smaller in scale.
The Behemoth glared at Tianlin, finally realizing the human planned to use the tribulation to kill it.
This was inspired by Skydream's experience: the tribulation wasn't just about living a hundred-thousand years, but having the required cultivation.
"Despicable human! I'll kill you!"
The Behemoth's body swelled, eyes red and aura surging.
"Be careful, Xiao Tian! That's the Behemoth's racial skill: Berserk. It trades reason for power, but now, with over a hundred thousand years, it can resist some side effects and keep a bit of sanity—very tough to deal with," Skydream warned.
"I know. Watch my Immortal Cloud Body Art!" Tianlin split into countless clones.
He couldn't take on the Behemoth head-to-head, so dodging was the right call. When the tribulation struck, it would be hurt.
The Behemoth smashed clone after clone, but Tianlin had another trick—Drunken Immortal Moon Step. Hitting his real body was impossible in a short time.
Then, the first heavenly lightning struck, directly hitting the Behemoth's head.
No wonder it was said that ordinary beasts, like Xiao Wu's Soft Bone Rabbit, couldn't survive the tribulation. Only ancient species like the Titan Giant Ape could.
"Now's my chance! Second soul skill, Ice Fire God Seal!"
This move wasn't for damage, but to seal. Tianlin's full power sealed nearly fifteen hundred years of the Behemoth's cultivation.
Its power dropped back below a hundred thousand years, but the tribulation didn't vanish, as the sealed cultivation still existed.
Now, the Behemoth had to face a hundred-thousand-year tribulation with less than a hundred-thousand-year's power.
The second lightning bolt struck, charring its fur, but in berserk mode, it barely held on.
But its condition worsened; it probably couldn't survive a third strike.
"It's time! Soul Bone Skill: Hurricane Vacuum Slash!"
Tianlin leaped up, sending a crescent wind blade. In its state, the Behemoth could barely dodge.
This move wasn't just to wound, but to create a vacuum barrier.
Tianlin remembered from physics that electricity needs a medium to travel. In a vacuum, lightning's power is greatly reduced.
The third bolt was mostly used up breaking the vacuum; the remainder finished off the Behemoth's HP and left it unable to fight.
Tianlin couldn't let it die to the tribulation, or its ring and bone would vanish.
Now for the final blow.
"Fourth soul skill: Glimmering Immortal-Slaying Slash!"
Before the fourth lightning fell, Tianlin's sword pierced the Behemoth's heart. At this moment, he smiled mischievously—he'd let Skydream finish it off.
Feeling Skydream's aura, the Behemoth, with its last breath, roared, "You traitor! Teaming up with humans and using such despicable means!"
"Me, despicable? You and your brother sealed me for twelve years, draining my origin daily. For any beast, you know how important that is!" Skydream retorted. "When my origin was gone, I'd have died worse than you. I must avenge myself. Xiao Tian and I are united. He's not me, but I am him. Helping me is only right. Don't worry, soon Xiao Tian will send your brother to join you. Until then, wait quietly in the underworld!"
With that, Skydream withdrew the sword. The Behemoth's massive body collapsed, the tribulation fading away.
"Haha! My revenge is complete! I'm so happy!" Skydream laughed through Tianlin's body.
Tianlin let him vent all his hatred, then took back his body. He had to absorb the ring before it vanished.
He hadn't expected the tribulation to be so strong—it had done most of the work, saving him the trouble of using Demonic Flame Slash.
No wonder beasts who didn't take human form couldn't survive a thousand years at a hundred-thousand-year level. Only ancient species could. The Behemoth could have survived naturally, but Tianlin had forced it up and sealed it—completely outwitted.