Hold on. This was his only option now—grit his teeth and endure. Even the slightest lapse could get him struck dead by the heavenly tribulation. There was simply no way he could survive otherwise.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
These lightning tribulations fell like raindrops, transforming into weapon after weapon. Nor were they ordinary weapons; each carried unimaginable martial principles. The iron swords alone contained countless sword daos, their power rising by an unknown amount compared to the ordinary weapon lightning tribulations from before.
It was as though countless martial arts masters were raining down attacks upon Ye Xiwen with all manner of weapons and secret arts of enlightenment, leaving him no chance to live.
Yet at this point, there was no other choice. If he could not hold on, he would die.
Ye Xiwen continuously battered against the barrier of the Death Mystic Realm. Within his body, the Yin-Yang Life-Death Diagram flew out again and again, spinning above his forehead as it ceaselessly released death force into his body, allowing him to comprehend the mysteries of death force.
Ordinarily, Life Mystic Realm experts seeking to break into the Death Mystic Realm would have to use all sorts of methods to gather some death force, study it, and only then step into the Death Mystic Realm.
For such an enormous amount of death force to gather all at once was essentially no different from courting death. But where did Ye Xiwen have the time to wait slowly? At this moment, he could only risk his life in one desperate gamble. Death lay to either side anyway, so he might as well fight with his life on the line.
Yet the effects of this death force were beyond question. The Yin-Yang Life-Death Diagram itself could help ordinary people comprehend the Dao of Life