Half a day quickly passed. In those nearly six hours, the Heavenly Tribulation shifted through hundreds of attacks in succession, yet none had any effect; Lin Xuan dissolved them all as if lifting a heavy weight with ease.
There was nothing strange about that. The Dongxuan Realm should never have appeared in the Human World to begin with.
As time went by, the radiance of the five-colored clouds had dimmed considerably. The Heavenly Tribulation was about to become a thing of the past.
Yet in contrast, Lin Xuan's expression turned solemn instead.
As an immortal cultivator who had taken a trip through the Spirit World, his understanding of Heavenly Tribulations was far deeper than that of ordinary cultivators. This was not because he had witnessed them with his own eyes, but because the ancient records of the Spirit World contained many descriptions of them.
The hardest part of the entire Heavenly Tribulation to endure was this final moment. Though Lin Xuan was fully confident in himself, he still did not dare be too careless. Even a goshawk hunting a rabbit had to use its full strength; he did not want to suffer a capsizing in a gutter.
So what if he had advanced to the Dongxuan Realm? Lin Xuan had never been someone arrogant and complacent.
The road of the immortal path was still long. There was never anything wrong with being a bit more careful and cautious.
Overhead, the five-colored clouds churned without cease.
A short while later, the clouds began to shrink, their area growing smaller and smaller.
The surrounding heaven and earth origin energy became chaotic to the extreme, then was absorbed bit by bit into the Tribulation Cloud.
Lin Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly. For some reason, he showed not the slightest intention of stopping it, merely