Chapter 340 Meeting Providence

The demons were completely dumbfounded.

Because originally, everyone was fighting just fine using their innate abilities, but now you suddenly changed.

All sorts of skills that didn’t belong to innate abilities kept coming one after another.

When the Shaman Tribe, in small groups, began forming battle formations and their combat power skyrocketed, all members of the demon race lost their cool.

Holy shit, you’re actually cheating, aren’t you?!

In truth, this wasn’t cheating, but the Great War of Mountains and Seas occurred too far in the past—so ancient that their cultivation system was still crude, and battles could only rely on instinct and innate divine abilities. Lu Ye taught them proper fighting techniques.

And then he started working his magic on the Shaman Tribe.

A legendary sage, renowned among the Shaman Tribe, appeared seemingly from nowhere.

He didn’t just teach simple combat techniques but also brought changes to the Shaman Tribe’s cultivation system.

At this time, eight of the Twelve Primordial Shamans arrived.

Compared to their colossal forms, Lu Ye truly seemed no different from an ant. Yet those enormous eyes simply stared at Lu Ye, filled with a hunger for knowledge.

Lu Ye was expounding the Dao.

Though the Primordial Shamans might not get all of it, that didn’t stop him from teaching.

They could grasp as much as they were capable of.

Even if they only comprehended a little, the Primordial Shamans could widen the gap between themselves and the demon race.

The more they understood, the greater the gap would become.

The Primordial Shamans didn’t know why this human was so kind to the Shaman Tribe, but the real gains in their strength led the Shaman Tribe to warm up to humans.

Why did Lu Ye choose this scenario?

It was simple—he had some understanding of the Shaman Tribe. They were beings without the Great Dao, without souls.

The power of heaven and earth they wielded relied entirely on their divine abilities.

To put it more plainly, they weren’t the sharpest tools in the shed.

The demon race, however, was different. If Lu Ye tried to help them, he’d likely be captured and interrogated endlessly about why he knew so many divine abilities, until everything he knew was wrung dry.

The cosmic tribulation that Lu Ye picked naturally posed no issues.

As the Shaman Tribe’s strength grew continuously, the demon race kept getting their asses kicked and switched tactics—assassinating Lu Ye.

After considering his options, Lu Ye had Dijiang swallow him into his stomach.

The demon race…

Emperor Daohen watched this scene and couldn’t help chuckling.

Clearly, given the current situation, Lu Ye was very familiar with this era and all the big players.

The trial of the cosmic tribulation was child's play for him.

So there was no point in any trial.

The trial is complete!

Lu Ye was still speaking with Dijiang when suddenly the world began to fade into illusion, rippling layers of shimmering light around them.

Dijiang, who had been quite cheerful, froze upon noticing this phenomenon, his mood swiftly turning somber.

"Supreme Sage-Master... so it was all an illusion..."

Lu Ye remained silent.

Indeed, it was all false.

"It seems we lost. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have been condemned to exist as illusions." Dijiang was astute enough to realize that the Sorcerer Clan had been defeated.

"What about the Fiend Clan?"

Lu Ye replied, "They lost too. Mutual ruin—the very heavens and earth were shattered in your battle."

"Mutual ruin?"

Dijiang paused, then gave his wings a joyful flap, his entire demeanor perking up again.

"Mutual ruin is fine! Mutual ruin is acceptable! The Fiend Clan pushed us too far. As long as we took them down with us, we are satisfied."

Lu Ye nodded with a wry smile as his figure gradually faded into the air.

At that moment, above the Fourth Heaven, all members of the Celestial Gate simultaneously snapped their heads upward.

A message appeared in the minds of every disciple:

Someone had cleared the Trial of Providence.

No way! Someone actually cleared the Trial of Providence!

Some among the Celestial Gate, due to their insufficient strength, had no clue what the Trial of Providence even entailed—but they were soon informed.

How was this possible?

Hadn’t it been said that even Emperor Daohen couldn’t pass the Trial of Providence? Which disciple, from which tier of Heaven, could be so formidable?

And after passing the Trial of Providence, the next step was to stand before Providence.

Only if Providence granted its approval could the next Celestial Gate Leader emerge.

The Celestial Gate had gone an age untold without a Leader.

Who was it?

Everyone was dying of curiosity.

Because the heavenly missive had not revealed the name of the one who had passed the trial.

How could the disciples of the Celestial Gate not be curious?

That trial was cursed beyond measure—who would dare shoulder such immense misfortune?

As for the Eighteen Layers of Hell, while they posed little threat to the powerful, they were brutally unforgiving to the lesser.

And then there's the matter of stopping the Great Calamity of Heaven and Earth.

The Great Calamity of Heaven and Earth—could they even stop something like that?

What kind of godlike figure is this guy?

In the Eighth Heaven, a group of people had already begun questioning each other, checking if someone had secretly undertaken the Providence Trial behind their backs.

But the news they received wasn’t about someone from the Eighth Heaven.

The Seventh Heaven’s cultivators scrambled to investigate too.

Not from the Seventh Heaven either?

No way it’s someone from the Sixth Heaven, right?

Yet the Sixth Heaven denied it too.

The Celestial Gate disciples silently cursed—this had to be some sneaky old fox, still hiding themselves even now.

The Fifth Heaven? No chance—too weak.

The Fourth Heaven? What? There are still Celestial Gate members in the Fourth Heaven?

A joke, of course, but it showed that the Fifth Heaven wasn’t even worth considering, let alone the Fourth Heaven.

Then who the hell was it?

Lu Ye materialized in the void.

Gazing upward, he sensed an aura—supreme yet hauntingly familiar—descending from above.

It felt like home.

Whether in his past life or this one.

In his past life, once the System had usurped Providence, whenever Lu Ye was in a funk, he would sit in the place where the aura of Providence was most concentrated.

And in this life, did those mindless "beeps" even qualify as Providence?

If beeps alone didn’t cut it, then surely "beep beep beep" plus *ding ding ding* together would.

So, what form would Providence take when he met it this time?

Lu Ye’s form elongated, stretching toward infinity.

His consciousness unraveled like a thread, the world blurring at the edges.

Finally, his consciousness emerged in a celestial palace woven from clouds.

Ninety-nine celestial steps materialized before him.

Lu Ye’s eyebrow twitched.

As his foot hovered over the first step—

"Beep! Host detected!"

A familiar voice rang out, followed by a radiant burst of multicolored aurora. A tiny girl, standing only about 1.5 meters tall and bearing at least a sixty percent resemblance to Shen Xitong, appeared at the entrance of the celestial palace.

She began to descend the celestial steps with her short legs, only to be abruptly hoisted into the air by a hand gripping the back of her collar.

Shen Xitong appeared, her stunningly beautiful face cold and haughty.

"Ding, you damned host! Kneel before Providence now!"

"Drip, sister, let me go!"

"Ding, you are Providence—be cold and aloof!"

"Drip, sister..."

Watching Providence kicking her legs frantically, Lu Ye couldn't help but press a hand to his forehead.

"Ding, you damned host, kneel!"

Lu Ye swiftly ascended the steps.

Shen Xitong, startled, hastily hurled Providence away.

"Dingdingding! The damned host is attacking! Is anyone going to save Providence?"