Crossing the Tribulation

"Rumble—"

Tribulation clouds blanketed the heavens. It was as though ink had been splashed across the world, turning everything black. The immense pressure suffocated everyone, as if the sky were collapsing. Even Cultivators at the other end of Immortal Gazing Gate who were not crossing tribulations felt the terrifying pressure.

"Get the hell away from me!" Ouyang Zhuan cursed at Jiang Ping An.

If the two of them crossed the tribulation together, the immortal tribulation would grow stronger. He feared Jiang Ping An would drag him down.

If he had not been worried about expending immortal energy and affecting his tribulation, he would have attacked and dealt with Jiang Ping An directly.

Though he was filled with hatred for Jiang Ping An, he still had to focus all his strength on crossing the tribulation. Not a shred of immortal energy could be wasted.

Hearing Ouyang Zhuan's curses, Jiang Ping An not only failed to leave, but instead flew toward him.

As the two drew closer, the two patches of tribulation clouds collided. Thunder shook heaven and earth, furious winds and torrential rain swept in, and the Immortal Dao Law roared.

The wind was like blades, scraping over their bodies and stripping away great chunks of flesh.

The rain was like swords. Each raindrop that landed on them easily pierced through their bodies.

"What the hell are you doing, you bastard?!"

When he saw the immortal tribulation's aura intensify, Ouyang Zhuan's face filled with terror. He cried out and threw up every defense he had, rapidly retreating away from Jiang Ping An.

"You Heavenly Orchid Immortal Abode Cultivators are like maggots in a dark corner, capable only of underhanded tricks. You're even afraid of me, and you still want to cross the tribulation?"

Jiang Ping An sneered mockingly.

When everyone looked