Inland, across a mountain range stretching for a million li, vegetation was sparse, spiritual energy was thin, and few people lived there.
A massive thunder cloud floated high in the sky, covering a radius of a hundred li.
Lightning flashed and thunder boomed. Amid the deafening peals of thunder, thick bolts of Silver Lightning tore across the firmament and struck a certain valley.
On a steep high peak, Yang Qinglong stood at the mountain top, his brows tightly furrowed and his eyes filled with worry.
Chen Yueying was undergoing the Grand Heavenly Tribulation. If she failed to survive it, she would naturally die and have her cultivation destroyed. More than a thousand years ago, a Body Integration Cultivator from the Ascension Faction had already died beneath the Grand Heavenly Tribulation.
Chen Yueying was the leading figure of the Ascension Faction. If she died and had her cultivation destroyed, it would be a grievous loss to the Ascension Faction.
Generally speaking, when cultivators above the Void Refinement Stage underwent the Grand Heavenly Tribulation, their clansmen or fellow disciples would guard them. Yang Qinglong was responsible for protecting Chen Yueying.
Time passed bit by bit. Bolts of lightning fell one after another, while the thunder cloud grew smaller and smaller. Powerful waves of air flattened mountain peaks one after another, sending billowing dust and smoke into the sky.
After the time it took to finish a cup of tea, the thunder cloud was only a hundred-odd zhang across.
The thunder cloud churned violently. Purple arcs of electricity surged from thin air, and before long, the thunder cloud turned purple. Countless purple arcs flashed incessantly, while faint golden arcs could be seen within them.
"Purple Sun Divine Lightning."
Yang Qinglong's expression turned solemn. The higher one's cultivation, the greater the power of the