Crossing the Tribulation Like Drinking Water

High above Xuanji Peak, the black tribulation clouds had turned violet-black, churning without end as though ancient behemoths lay dormant within.

The sixfold lightning tribulation had yet to descend, but the air had already congealed like molten iron. Its aura of destruction filled hearts with despair.

Jiang Ping'an hovered above the peak's tip, his robes snapping in the wind. His handsome face remained calm, without the slightest trace of gravity, as if he were not facing a Heavenly Tribulation but waiting for a spring rain.

Behind his head, the three-foot-wide Seven-Colored Divine Wheel slowly turned. It seemed woven from rainbows and condensed from a galaxy; as its seven-colored halos flowed, it emanated unfathomable profundity.

At this moment, the ancient defensive formation of Dream Trace Immortal Valley rippled. It opened a cave entrance two or three li wide above Jiang Ping'an, allowing him to face the Heavenly Tribulation directly.

Boom—!

The first lightning tribulation struck down. Silver-white lightning cleaved through the sky like a heavenly sword, tearing the heavens apart. Most cultivators had to bring out Spirit Artifacts and form hand seals to protect themselves when crossing tribulations, but Jiang Ping'an merely raised his head. The Divine Wheel turned lightly, and its seven-colored halo swept forth. The lightning was swallowed into the Divine Wheel like a stream flowing into the sea, without even stirring a ripple.

"Wow—" The Dream Trace Immortal Valley disciples watching from all around could not help crying out in amazement, their eyes wide.

Such a terrifying lightning tribulation had actually been swallowed so easily.

What kind of heaven-defying Spirit Artifact was this? Could it be a Spirit Treasure possessed only by Spirit Transformation Divine Lords?

Feng Jiuzhen and Yuan Youyou were equally astonished. They knew that the Seven-Colored Divine Wheel was neither a Spirit Artifact nor a