The Fire Origin Glazed Saint nodded slightly to Fang Chen. "Be careful. Don't let your guard down!"
"Mm!"
Fang Chen nodded, and the Fire Origin Glazed Saint immediately moved away from him.
Fang Chen patted his chest and called out, "Little Crane, stop sleeping and come out!"
Little Crane poked her head out from inside Fang Chen's robe. Still half asleep, she asked, "Master, is something wrong?"
Fang Chen smiled at her. "I'm about to undergo a tribulation. You'll have to find somewhere else to nest for a while!"
"What? Master, you're undergoing another tribulation?"
At the news, Little Crane's sleepiness vanished. She perked up at once.
Fang Chen smiled. "That's right!"
"Master, you're amazing! You can do it!"
After cheering Fang Chen on, Little Crane left with the myna bird.
Fang Chen took a deep breath and began compressing the Saint Force within him.
When it reached a certain density, it burst into flame. Gray firelight spread over Fang Chen's body, and a powerful aura erupted from him.
Under the force of that aura, even the surrounding space began to tremble.
Rumble!
Dark clouds rolled across the sky above Fang Chen. Winds howled, lightning flashed, and thunder roared. An immense pressure descended from the heavens, and Fang Chen felt the Spatial Pressure around him steadily grow.
He looked up at the Tribulation Clouds. This time, he did not summon the Floating Immortal Sword.
Rumble!
The Tribulation Clouds grew thicker, their pressure mounting. A vortex appeared at their center. Heavenly Punishment was brewing.
Fang Chen grew excited at the sight. He suppressed his power and aura as best he could, afraid that if too much leaked out, it would frighten the Tribulation Clouds away.
The Fire Origin Glazed Saint and the myna bird kept their eyes fixed on Fang Chen.