"I don't know."
Compared with her younger sister, Shangguan Yan seemed a little more mature, but the difference in cultivation realm was right there before them. How could she possibly predict the outcome of the Heavenly Tribulation before her eyes?
Worry. Unease!
Shangguan Yan's heart was just as up and down, like seven buckets raised and eight lowered.
The Heavenly Tribulation before them was terrifying. Could Mistress successfully make it through this crisis?
Everything was an unknown.
The two girls could only encourage each other from the side.
If only Master were here.
At this critical moment, the two sisters thought of Lin Xuan at the same time.
In their hearts, their master was synonymous with omnipotence. Unfortunately, distant water could not quench a nearby thirst. Their master had gone out and had already been gone for several hundred years. Though the two sisters absolutely did not believe anything had happened to Lin Xuan, the possibility of him rushing back at this crucial moment was also extremely slim.
How could there be such a coincidence under heaven?
Such a good thing could only be imagined.
At this moment, with their strength, there was nothing they could do. Their only choice was to pray and wait in silence.
Boom!
Thunderous, explosive rumbles kept crashing into their ears. The sky had nearly reached the point where one could not see one's own fingers before one's face. Above their heads, silver serpents danced wildly across the vault of heaven like demons ready to choose someone and devour them, while the power of laws also surged and spread out.
They mixed together, transforming into a storm. Wherever it passed, not even chickens or dogs were left alive; mountains, rocks, trees—all were swept away like rotten wood before a hammer and leveled to the ground.