Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)

Lilly collapsed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

She hadn't fully recovered yet and was once again heavily injured.

If it weren't for Ivan setting up a spirit gathering formation during her short half hour of enlightenment, invisibly replenishing her spirit energy and allowing a portion of it to gather in her elixir field, she definitely wouldn't have had the strength to endure this.

The first Test of Thunder only had nine lightning bolts.

But now, the second Test of Thunder was divided into nine waves.

The first wave had three lightning bolts, the second wave had six bolts, and the third wave had nine bolts.

They come in multiples of three. Lilly gritted her teeth and looked at the gloomy sky, understanding that if she couldn't withstand this test, she would lose the opportunity her father mentioned about breaking free from the constraints in her past life.

Boom! The fourth wave of the Test of Thunder had already begun.

Lilly propped up her tattered body and stood unsteadily, watching as the thunder approached, with nothing to resist but her physical strength.

She clenched her fist and struck the air.

Crack! The fourth wave consisted of 12 lightning bolts. Lilly soared into the sky, seemingly defying the thunder as she struggled against it.

Blake's heart sank.

"The first trials had nine heavenly thunders, and though there's still 'nine,’ it has become three times the nines!" Crawford Ancestor was stunned and asked, "What does that mean?" Blake explained slowly, "One nine, three nines, five nines... The final Test of Thunder, which consists of five nine bolts, will make one invincible. This is the pattern we deduced back then, but I didn't expect to see the Test of Thunder with three nines now." Jean didn't fully understand, but her heart was racing. She wanted to ask something but felt like her throat was being choked, unable to speak.

Ivan's fist unconsciously clenched as he explained, "Before, there were nine bolts of lightning, one nine, meaning 1, 2, 3, 4... 9. It can also be said that there were nine waves of lightning, but in the multiple of one. Three nines means that each wave of the Test of Thunder is multiplied by three. Since one multiplied by three is three, the first wave has three bolts of lightning. The second multiplier of three is six, so the second wave has six bolts. The third multiple of three is nine, so the third wave has nine bolts..." The fourth wave had 12 lightning bolts; the fifth wave had 15; the sixth wave had 18 bolts, and so on until the ninth wave had 27 bolts.

"In other words, Lilly has to endure a total of 135 lightning bolts in this Test of Thunder.” Being struck by lightning 135 times and still having to endure it.

Jean now understood the situation and felt like she had fallen into an ice cellar.

The second Test of Thunder had 135 bolts. How could someone withstand that? This wasn't just a tribulation but an extermination by the Manifestation of God's will! If they managed to get through this time, what about the five nines Test of Thunder? That Test of Thunder would consist of a total of 225 bolts.

An entire province could be shattered, let alone taking on all these lightning bolts alone.

"Lilly..." Jean's fingertips trembled, and she could barely stand.

Blake supported her.

"Are we just going to stand here and watch?" Jean tightened her grip on Blake's sleeve.

Blake held her shoulders tightly, and memories of their past life flooded back.

In their past life, he was determined to help Lilly break free of the constraints, so he brought her to face the thunderbolts together.

But in the end, Lilly couldn't withstand it and perished.

That was during the three nines Test of Thunder, just like now, but the power of the thunderbolts was completely different from their past life.

Neither he nor Lilly could handle it in their past life, but this time...

"I'll go!" Blake finally made the same decision as in his past life.

He would be the one to accompany Lilly.

Even if it meant losing his life, he hoped to leave a glimmer of light, a ray of hope for Lilly through the layers of thunderous pressure.

"Blake!" Jean held onto him tightly.

She was just a shadow ghost, essentially a ghost with a slightly better background.

She couldn't do anything.

She wished she could also go up there, even if it meant being spirited away because she wanted the three of them to be together.

But she was painfully aware that she would probably be spirited away as soon as she touched the thunder, just like a moth to a flame. Her sacrifice would serve no purpose.

Blake lowered his gaze and smiled gently. "You stay here. Old Mrs. Crawford still has more than ten years left. Every Christmas, you can go back and tell her that | took Lilly to the Nether and then on a wild adventure. Let Old Mrs. Crawford live out her remaining years in peace.” Blake caressed her face, and his lips twitched. Then, he resolutely turned around and rushed into the Test of Thunder.

"Blake!" In that instant, Jean felt like she had lost something important, and the pain was unbearable.

Ivan's eyes flashed with determination, and he was also about to rush in.

But he saw a charred object flying out like a cannonball.

It turned out that as soon as Blake entered, he was kicked away by Lilly.

In the midst of the thunder, her voice came through, filled with difficulty. "Don't cause trouble!" Blake coughed several times.

Ivan stopped in his tracks.

Jean made a sound. "Uh..." Crawford Ancestor was dumbfounded.

Although it was not the right time, it felt like Lilly had ruined that emotional moment.

In the midst of the thunder, Lilly gradually found a pattern.

Through practical experience and the life-and-death battle with the black-robed man, she was now facing life and death once again, and everything seemed understandable.

Lilly's arm was split open, exposing her bones, and the flesh around the wound was burned black. She almost thought she couldn't make it and that she was really going to die.

But amidst the thunder, she unexpectedly caught a glimpse of a different kind of light.