Thunder Elephant True Monarch had never been the sort to accept falling behind others, but Grandmaster Xuanlei was a senior of the sect. He held a respectful heart toward him, so naturally no urge to compare himself arose.
But in both age and cultivation, Song Changsheng could only be considered his junior. If Song Changsheng had the courage to turn Tribulation Qi to his own use, how could he be content to stand by as a spectator?
If he lost this breath of spirit today, his thoughts would probably never flow unobstructed again.
At that thought, he also came to a spot not far from Song Changsheng and sat down cross-legged.
Though this had been a sudden impulse, he did not act recklessly. He behaved even more cautiously than Song Changsheng, and the wisp of Tribulation Qi he captured looked even finer than a strand of hair.
A truly reckless man would have found it very difficult to reach this step in an environment like the Borderlands.
Song Changsheng cherished his life; how could he not cherish his own?
After confirming that the risk was within a controllable range, a cluster of five-colored thunderclouds likewise slowly rose behind him, also nearly a thousand zhang in diameter.
This was a genuine thousand-zhang Dharma Image, fundamentally different from a manifestation of the Great Dao like the Immeasurable Dao Tree.
Of course, the risks the two faced were not on the same level either.
If the Immeasurable Dao Tree was tainted by Tribulation Qi, it would not affect Song Changsheng himself, but if a Nascent Soul Dharma Image was eroded by Tribulation Qi, it would backlash upon the Nascent Soul. That was why Thunder Elephant True Monarch behaved with exceptional caution.
Heavenly Tribulation Qi was likewise not unfamiliar to him.
He had entered