The Thirty-Two Tribulation Arena was a place to temper and hone oneself. Every person who entered faced different trials.
However, this so-called "difference" was not entirely different. At the very least, the order, locations, and rhythm of the tribulations were broadly similar. The main distinctions lay in the intensity and types of calamities encountered at different stages.
When Qin Heng first entered the Tribulation Grounds, an overcast sky filled his vision.
Dense clouds blanketed the heavens. The land stretched endlessly beneath them, barren and without a blade of grass, filled with scorched yellow and charred black.
Several hundred figures stood scattered throughout the area. Some were alone, while others moved in groups.
"Thunder Tribulation Domain." A voice flashed through Qin Heng's mind—the Tribulation Grounds were informing him of the type of calamity here.
Rumble—
Not far away, a thunder tribulation was underway. The one undergoing it was a top elder at Star Lord Ninth Order, a member of the beast race. He resembled a male lion and stood proudly ten thousand meters in the air, his posture arrogant, his mane flying wildly. Thick bolts of lightning struck his body, yet he remained utterly unmoved.
The thunder tribulation consisted of thirty-six bolts in total.
After enduring the baptism of all thirty-six bolts, the male lion's aura weakened slightly.
But as the thunder tribulation ended, a majestic voice echoed between heaven and earth.
Golden Lion Race Upper God Wu Qian, second tribulation, thunder tribulation, passed.
The voice did not distinguish between races or realms. Everyone could hear it, and everyone could understand it.
At the same time the voice sounded, two streams of air appeared in the sky. They coiled around once before entering Wu Qian's body.
"That is Creation Blessing." Qin Heng saw it clearly.
Within the Thirty-Two Tribulation Arena, Creation