Of course, Lin Xuan felt no fear. It was only the first wave—what could it possibly do to him?
Yet he had thought wrong. Its power was far greater than he had expected.
Rumble!
Explosions kept pouring into his ears, like one thunderclap after another from a clear sky, all gathered together and crashing down at once.
In the blink of an eye, the place where Lin Xuan stood had become a sea of fire.
Heat waves churned. Even the air was roasted into a fiery red, and the surrounding temperature had risen by who knew how much. It looked almost no different from the legendary lava hell; even the rocks had begun to melt.
Even a volcanic eruption, in terms of sheer momentum, fell far short of this.
It gave the feeling that no matter what living creature stood there, it would fall.
However, that was merely a feeling.
Very soon, the smoke and dust dispersed, and Lin Xuan's figure came into view.
He still stood there perfectly intact. Around his body was a splendid curtain of light, with the taiji pattern still flowing across it.
How could the Mystic Cyan Mother-Child Shield be broken so easily? Still, Lin Xuan's expression was very grave. The first wave of attack had only been probing, yet it was already harder to deal with than he had imagined. It seemed that if he wanted to endure this Heavenly Tribulation, he truly would have to go through quite a few twists and turns.
Before this thought had even fully turned over in his mind, a rumbling sound entered his ears—the second wave of attacks had already begun.
They were still fireballs, but their number was more than ten times greater than in the first wave. Densely packed, they still came crashing down toward