Qingfeng's Transformation, Sutai's Tears

Each blood-colored tribulation bolt carried the full-force strike of a veteran Spirit Transformation cultivator. It was simply not something Lüqiu Qingfeng, a "newly ascended Spirit Transformation cultivator," could easily withstand.

Rumble! Rumble!

Half a day later.

The lightning tribulation finally descended.

The first tribulation bolt was azure lightning, still within the normal range. It failed to do anything to Lüqiu Qingfeng.

She floated in midair, silver-haired and red-eyed. The pale cyan crystalline wings on her back bore a few scorch marks, yet the frigid phoenix might radiating from her body kept her from looking bedraggled. Instead, she exuded an immensely noble air that looked down upon all others.

The Nine-Phoenix Dharma Aspect emerged behind her. With every beat of its wings, it devoured all the dense spiritual energy within several hundred zhang around it, while condensing lifelike five-colored wings to ward off the lingering might of the heavenly lightning.

But—

Just as the Extreme Mountain Sect cultivators rejoiced and looked upon her favorably, the second tribulation bolt descended. The winds and clouds suddenly churned, turning a deep bloody red that dyed half the sky incomparably scarlet.

"Blood lightning? Blood-colored tribulation lightning?"

At this sight, the Extreme Mountain Sect cultivators were utterly shocked, and most revealed worried expressions.

Meanwhile, the Spirit Transformation cultivators led by Old Monster Dingyang could not help but smile faintly. A trace of mockery appeared in their eyes, as though this had all been expected.

"This Lüqiu Qingfeng has good fortune. She latched onto Wei Tu and was supported by him all the way into Spirit Transformation. But unfortunately, this is where it ends."

"A product of pulling seedlings to make them grow!"

Venerable Tong secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The resentment built up over more than a century of oppression by the Extreme Mountain