Great Saint Tribulation Descends

Rumble! Thunder roared, echoing through heaven and earth as endless storm clouds began to gather, lightning dragons churning within them.

"What is going on?"

Everyone stared blankly at the boundless clouds gathering in the sky. If they had merely been ordinary clouds, no one would have cared. Even the weakest person present could casually blast apart vast swathes of cloud. But the real issue was that these were no ordinary clouds. From those limitless masses of cloud, they could actually sense Heavenly Might—yes, Heavenly Might.

That Heavenly Might was vast and mighty, surging straight into their souls. No matter what species one was, no matter how powerful one was, all were children of the heavens. Beneath that boundless Heavenly Might, there was no difference.

The only difference was that stronger martial artists feared it a little less.

Though martial artists all proclaimed that they defied the heavens and wrestled fate from them, in truth, how many truly dared to walk against heaven? Very few, because all those who dared defy heaven had been struck dead by heavenly tribulation.

So-called defying heaven was merely struggling within the framework heaven had laid down. No matter how heaven-defying something appeared, it had its own reason. Anything unreasonable simply could not exist.

Toward the heavens, all martial artists held immense fear. Whether righteous or evil, they were all the same. Trembling beneath Heavenly Might was perfectly normal.

Although no one could be certain whether that mysterious existence known as heaven truly existed.

Yet now, they could feel intense Heavenly Might from these endless clouds. That meant the clouds could not possibly have formed naturally. Thinking about it, that made sense. Amid such fierce battle, with violent astral winds sweeping everywhere, how could clouds possibly gather under normal circumstances? Even if the skies had originally