Worry gradually appeared on the face of the Youth surnamed Long as well!
The path of immortal cultivation was full of hardships, and undergoing tribulation could absolutely be ranked among the top three.
No matter how heroic you were, no matter how gifted, a single moment of carelessness could still reduce you to flying ash and scattered smoke.
Seeing his senior sister struggle more and more, the Youth surnamed Long could not help worrying over whether she could hold on.
Yet worry or anxiety, neither changed the fact that he had no way to help.
During tribulation, relatives and friends could only stand guard at the side. The result of helping to resist it would be to draw a snake and add feet, causing an even more terrifying Heavenly Tribulation to descend.
Since ancient times, no one had been foolish enough to do such a thing.
Senior sister—could she make it through safe and sound?
The Youth surnamed Long stared with wide eyes. At this moment, the only thing he could do was pray.
Yet before that thought had even finished turning through his mind, a thunderous boom rang in his ears; several bolts of Heavenly Tribulation had come swarming down in succession.
That Tribulation Lightning was azure, with strands of the power of law blooming from it.
Its might was extremely terrifying, seemingly far surpassing the attacks just now.
"Senior sister!"
The Youth surnamed Long's heart leaped into his throat. He and the Silver-Eyed Maiden had studied under the same master, and by now it had been more than tens of thousands of years. Their friendship was naturally incomparably deep, far exceeding that of ordinary blood siblings. Now that he saw the Silver-Eyed Maiden in danger, the expression on his face could not help filling with worry.
"Quick!"
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