Lin Fei had often wondered what the seventh thunder would look like. He had numerous speculations, but when he actually witnessed the seventh thunder, Lin Fei still showed a hint of astonishment.

The seventh thunder was still white, indistinguishable in color from the first three thunders. Just a white thunder, yet its magnitude was incomparable. As it struck down, it seemed as though the heavens were collapsing, creating a colossal hole in the sky. The thunder was like a pillar, hundreds of meters in diameter. Such an immense thunder, its terror was unimaginable.

Not just Lin Fei, but it seemed even the entire Ancient City would be obliterated by this single thunder.

"Retreat quickly, leave at once!"

"Too terrifying, if we don't leave now, it'll be too late."

"Such a fearsome thunder, unheard of even in the ninth thunder tribulation, right?"

"If Lin Fei cannot withstand it, the entire Ancient City will be leveled."

"How can there be such a terrifying thunder? Could the might of this thunder be comparable to a strike from a True Monarch?"

"Lin Fei is surely doomed this time. Such a thunder is not something a Martial God can withstand. No matter what tricks he has left, this time, he'll likely be turned to ashes by the thunder..."

In an instant, countless people scattered, fleeing in panic, wanting only to distance themselves from the tribulation site. As for the possibility of Ancient City being razed, they naturally weren't concerned.

Ancient City, after all, was protected by the Martial Ancestor, Dao Integration True Immortals, and even Supreme beings. Who could destroy Ancient City?

Should Lin Fei truly fail to withstand this thunder, leading to the spread of its destructive force, it was certain that a Martial Ancestor or a Dao Integration True Immortal would intervene to contain the aftermath. They would not allow the thunder's power to wreak havoc unchecked.

However, for Lin Fei, who was undergoing the tribulation, the situation seemed dire.

At this moment, the vicinity of the tribulation site had been deserted, eerily empty. Lin Fei, faintly perceiving several powerful gazes fixed upon him, sensed their presence—these gazes were devoid of sadness or joy, simply resting upon him, making him acutely aware of their scrutiny. These were certainly not True Monarchs; perhaps they were Martial Ancestors or even Dao Integration True Immortals!

Regardless of who watched, it meant little to Lin Fei at this juncture. No one could assist him now.

"The seventh thunder! Though it's beyond my expectations, do you think this alone can annihilate me?" Lin Fei's eyes widened, a fierce gleam flashing through them.

"Boom"—

Instantly, his one thousand nine hundred Particle Worlds erupted. Simultaneously, the Saber World fully contracted, forming a small protective shield enveloping his entire body. This allowed him to concentrate the power of the Saber World, maximizing its might.

Moreover, the combined strength of the one thousand nine hundred Particle Worlds seemed to reach its zenith, causing even the void to appear as if it were collapsing, with cracks emerging one after another.

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Ultimately, the colossal thunderbolt struck down with tremendous force, engulfing both Lin Fei and the tribulation ground completely. An unimaginable power furiously annihilated the particles of Lin Fei's physical body, like an overwhelming, unstoppable force, possessing the power to crush everything in its path.

Yet, within this terrifying force, Lin Fei's Particle Worlds, all one thousand nine hundred of them, forcefully carved through this overwhelming power, even creating a safe zone. His physical body's particles, though nearly instantly losing eighty percent of their substance, the remaining twenty percent were incredibly resilient. Within them lay the essence of the one thousand nine hundred Particle Worlds, unyielding to the thunder's force, enduring its relentless assault. And the power kept flowing inexhaustibly.

Finally, in an instant, the thunder disappeared. The tribulation ground had turned into a scorched wasteland, all formations destroyed. However, throughout this ordeal, neither the Martial Ancestors nor the Dao Integration True Immortals intervened.

Many found this strange. In such a scenario, why didn't the Martial Ancestors intervene? Such force, such thunder, threatened to destroy the entire Ancient City.

Of course, that was under the premise that Lin Fei could not withstand it. The Martial Ancestors would surely have intervened then. But now, their lack of action—did it mean that Lin Fei had withstood the onslaught?

Despite this being almost inconceivable, too astonishing to believe, even bordering on the absurd, the magnitude of that thunder, its overwhelming might... could a Martial God really withstand it?

But when the dust settled and the thunder vanished, everyone's gaze returned to the tribulation site. There, they saw a figure, standing quietly on the ground, motionless. Everyone was visibly shaken as if they couldn't believe their eyes. That familiar figure had reappeared. Lin Fei had not perished!

"Swish."

Lin Fei opened his eyes, glancing around. Everything had disappeared, all wrought by his own hands. He furrowed his brows slightly and took a few steps forward, seemingly wanting to say something. But there was no one around; everyone was too afraid to approach, staring at Lin Fei with eyes full of shock.

"He really didn't die, Lin Fei succeeded?"

"The seventh thunder, with unimaginable might, and a Martial God actually withstood it?"

"That was comparable to a strike from a True Monarch, absolutely comparable!"

"Incredible, truly incredible."

"How did Lin Fei achieve this?"

The crowd was abuzz with discussions, but no one dared to come forward.

Lin Fei didn't check his own condition. He swept his gaze over the crowd and spoke calmly, "Who is in charge of this tribulation site?"

"Whoosh."

A Martial God flew over. "Lin... fellow daoist Lin, I am in charge here."

"The tribulation site was destroyed, but it was because of me. Whatever is needed for the reconstruction, come to me!"

Lin Fei was not one to shirk responsibility. He had come here for his tribulation, and the result was the site's destruction, so naturally, he would compensate.

The person in charge was about to speak when suddenly, a powerful voice echoed from the void: "The tribulation site is a property of the Ancient Covenant. It is freely open to all Martial Gods. Since it's destroyed, it's because our formations were not strong enough. You need not compensate. Besides, repairing it is an easy task."

After this powerful voice finished speaking, a mysterious force appeared in the void, rippling like water waves, spreading outwards in concentric circles.

"Buzz."

A miracle unfolded. The tribulation site, which had been leveled to the ground, began to visibly reconstruct itself at a remarkable speed. Formations re-emerged one by one, and even the buildings, astonishingly, reappeared as if by magic. It was as though a mysterious force had rewound time, restoring the site to its former state. But it wasn't just a simple restoration. In the end, a vast formation materialized, emanating a formidable power.

"Next time, even if the thunder's might is a hundred times stronger, it will not be able to raze this place to the ground again. All is restored to its original state. Lin Fei, right? Great Dream Ancestor is indeed fortunate in his Dao..."

After this voice finished speaking, it vanished. All around, everyone excitedly performed a grand bow, loudly proclaiming, "Farewell, True Immortal!"

Lin Fei's heart stirred at this revelation. The one who had just intervened was none other than a Dao Integration True Immortal!