A moment later, Xiyun broke the silence.
"Brother Yunyang, are you truly confident we can find all the fragments this time?"
Yunyang nodded. "I have a premonition. This opening of the Gate of the Spirit Realm is our chance to ascend to the Immortal Realm."
Lingxu also spoke, breaking from his usual manner. "If that is so, then we need not hold anything back when the Gate of the Spirit Realm opens this time. Even if we have to turn Xuantian Continent upside down, we must find the remaining fragments."
Yunyang said thoughtfully, "We do not have many more tens of thousands of years left to wait.
If we fail this time, we can only turn to cultivating as loose immortals.
But if that happens, then even if Great Emperor Lingyu one day achieves a great victory in the Immortal Realm and opens the Spirit Realm's ascension passage once more,
we will forever remain loose immortals, with no possibility of further advancement. Worse still, we will have to endure a lightning tribulation once every thousand years."
At those words, both Lingxu and Xiyun sucked in a cold breath.
They had witnessed loose immortal lightning tribulations countless times. That terrifying might made their hearts pound with fear every time they saw it.
And even if they were fortunate enough to survive one loose immortal lightning tribulation, what about the next millennium?
Loose immortal lightning tribulations came once every thousand years, each one more terrifying than the last.
It was as if this world could not tolerate the existence of loose immortals, determined not to rest until one side was dead.
They did not want to die beneath a loose immortal lightning tribulation. If they failed the tribulation, even their Primordial Spirits would be annihilated, leaving them not even the chance to