Crossing the Tribulation

Fragrant mist drifted in azure haze, gilded Auspicious Clouds wound about in red.

Threadlike golden lightning twisted and turned, striking the white scales. Within the first layer of Auspicious Clouds, Bai Yujun's enormous body was assailed by countless tiny arcs of electricity. The pain pierced to the marrow. No wounds showed on the outside, yet it hurt so badly she howled and writhed wildly...

It hurt. It hurt so much Bai Yujun wished she could faint.

Her slender, rounded, baby-fat body twisted, rolled, and thrashed. Whether she coiled herself into a ball or hugged her head, she could not block the fine golden lightning. She wanted to fly upward, but the lightning had numbed her muscles and sinews, leaving her unable to move. The good news was that she gradually adapted as time passed. Once she could withstand the tiny golden arcs, it would be time to fly into the second layer.

"Roar... Awoo..."

Inside the heavenly well woven from golden Auspicious Clouds, the White Flood Dragon roared, struggled, and endured torment.

Thunder boomed and lightning blazed, making the eyes of the spectators below ache. They could vaguely see the White Flood Dragon's restless agitation.

She could not see the ground or anyone else. In the entire world, there was only Bai Yujun herself. She gritted her teeth and persevered. When she could no longer endure, she roared a few times and kept bearing it. Though it hurt, her body was genuinely growing stronger without pause. At her current level, every step of improvement was incredibly difficult. Who would have thought she would evolve so dramatically while crossing the tribulation?

After an unknown length of time, she finally did not feel quite so awful. Her Wind Control Talent had improved. In her excitement, she flipped and darted about, frolicking to