An uncontrollable look of fervor appeared on their faces. No matter what, they had to join Changsheng Palace and become part of it!
Even Haotian, standing alone between heaven and earth, watched Ancestor Minghe with utter focus.
Just moments ago, he had been annoyed that Ancestor Minghe had chosen neither an earlier nor later time to undergo his tribulation, insisting on doing so after he had become a Saint.
But now, seeing Ancestor Minghe's imposing bearing, Haotian no longer cared about such matters.
At this moment, his mind was filled with the thought of contacting his grandnephew.
"No matter what, I must board the great ship that is Changsheng Palace!"
Haotian rubbed his hands together. He was merely a Saint, while a colossal force like Changsheng Palace was what the Heavenly Court would rely on in the future!
At this time, after chasing the heavenly tribulation through the skies for a while, Ancestor Minghe found it rather boring.
"Forget it. I should stop playing around, finish the tribulation early, and go home to cultivate!"
With that thought, Ancestor Minghe gave up the chase, stopped, and turned to look toward where the heavenly tribulation was descending.
"Break!"
With a shout, Ancestor Minghe charged straight into the place where the heavenly tribulation had arisen.
In an instant, his entire body gleamed with golden light. He moved through the heavenly tribulation as though it were uninhabited, blade light and sword shadows flashing endlessly.
Before long, Ancestor Minghe stood between heaven and earth.
The world was now bright and clear. Where was there even the slightest trace of the heavenly tribulation?
Ancestor Minghe had already shattered it all, leaving nothing behind.
Heaven and earth rumbled, and the faint sound of thunder echoed in the sky.
That was the fury of the Heavenly Dao!
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