Powerful auras emerged one after another in the void, without the slightest attempt at concealment. Beneath this sky-filling lightning tribulation, any disguise was useless.
Even the entire space shook, as if the whole earth were groaning beneath iron hooves. Spatial ripples spread outward without cease, while the lightning tribulation raged. The slightest disturbance could cause space to shatter in an instant.
The moment these powerful auras appeared, they triggered violent fluctuations in space, as though it were about to collapse at any moment.
Ye Xiwen abruptly opened his eyes and rose amid the lightning tribulation. Countless astral winds were mixed within it; every gust could blow a person until their bones scattered and flesh dissolved. Even gods could not endure them.
There was also lightning fire, turning the space around him into a sea of flames capable of burning even the hardest metal in the world into molten iron.
Yet if anyone saw the way he was undergoing the tribulation, they would likely be frightened to death. These flames, lightning tribulations, and astral winds not only failed to harm Ye Xiwen, but were even devoured by him as he circulated the Guanren Scripture.
If ordinary Peak God Kings absorbed such energies into their bodies, their fleshly bodies would likely be ground into atoms on the spot, leaving them dead without a burial place.
But Ye Xiwen was different. His formidable Overlord Body Golden Body gave him the greatest confidence as he absorbed them madly.
Though these lightning tribulations, flames, and astral winds were terrifying, they were also the purest form of energy. Under ordinary circumstances, one could only encounter them by venturing deep into dangerous lands, yet now they rained down from the sky.
This was a danger, but also an opportunity. Such was the nature of peril; ordinary people