As Ye Jingcheng pondered, the distant tribulation clouds finally churned to their limit. Beneath dazzling lightning, a terrifying tribulation bolt crashed down.
As one of the Ye Family's foremost geniuses, Ye Zhijian's tribulation clouds were no less formidable than Ye Qing Feng's had been during her tribulation. All manner of phenomena appeared in succession, making many clansmen worry.
Yet unlike the other clansmen, who constantly brought out treasures and cast spells against the lightning tribulation, appearing busy and cautious,
Ye Zhijian merely took out the ancient treasure spirit sword he had obtained in the Earth Immortal Realm, the Azure Phoenix Sword, and held it against his chest like a sword cultivator lost in thought.
But do not think Ye Zhijian was merely striking a pose. He was treating himself as a Sword Nurturing Pot, using his Nascent Soul true essence to guide his own momentum into the ancient treasure, the Azure Phoenix Sword.
At present, only two members of the Ye Family could do this: Ye Zhijian and Ye Tengchuan. Even Ye Xuecang needed to rely on a refined magical treasure, the Sword Nurturing Pot.
At last, Ye Zhijian moved. As golden sword light slashed forth, that strike gleamed brilliantly with countless sword radiances, and even ripples faintly surfaced in the void, as though there was nothing it could not cut through.
The tribulation lightning was forcibly cleaved apart beneath that sharp golden sword light, split completely in two.
The dense sword intent also transformed into countless sword radiances. As the sword intent surged, the lightning tribulation dissipated entirely into the void before it could even descend.
Everyone had expected Ye Zhijian's tribulation to be easy, but they had not expected it to be this easy.
By the end, it had instead become a means for Ye Zhijian to temper