Rumble!
The heavenly tribulation thundered, and rolling Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth gathered from all directions. The many methods left within the Dao Children's bodies were activated in an instant, causing their auras to rise steadily—from Heavenly Being Early Stage to middle stage, then Heavenly Being Late Stage, and finally Heavenly Being Peak!
In an instant, their cultivation had nearly crossed an entire major realm.
Terrifying beyond belief, utterly inconceivable.
These Heavenly Being Grade Dao Children bathed in lightning, absorbing all manner of Natural Treasures from their sects into themselves. Many of those treasures had been formed at immense cost to Supremes. Bolt after bolt of heavenly tribulation struck them, yet it was neither painful nor itchy; not even their skin was harmed.
These Dao Children had become frighteningly powerful!
Yet their faces showed neither joy nor sorrow. There was none of the excitement of obtaining some great opportunity—only killing intent, continuously accumulating within their hearts.
Such a sudden leap in cultivation had come at the cost of damaging their foundations.
In the future, even if they won, they would have to expend enormous effort to repair those foundations before they could recover even a ten or twenty percent chance of advancing to Supreme. The price they had paid was grievous.
Not to mention that if they failed, they would certainly die and vanish from existence.
This was inevitable when sects nurtured Dao Children and races nurtured Holy Sons.
Now that they were fighting for their sects and races, it was only right and proper. What more was there to say?
Amid the Heavenly Tribulation Lightning, every Dao Child stared coldly at the Youth in Green Robes.
They only needed to kill him!
Kill him, seize his corpse, flying sword, and divine soul, and they might be able to