Drip!
Within a pitch-black palace where not a trace of daylight reached, a drop of water suddenly fell, splashing onto the ground with a crisp sound.
Buzz! Close on its heels, faint rings of pattern-light spread outward in circles from a single point.
The intricate pattern-light slowly flowed, and before long, outlined the rudimentary shape of an array diagram.
But before the array diagram could fully take form, it swiftly faded away again.
The darkness continued for a long while.
"Ah..."
A breathy sound devoid of much emotion suddenly rang out—faint, soft, and tinged with a trace of bewilderment.
Like a man who had slept his fill and had finally awakened.
The palace returned to silence.
Boom! Boom!
The Saint Tribulation descended.
The lightning tribulation, now in its latter stages, was like maddened Gods and Devils. With a casual lift of its hand, thousands of bolts of lightning came crashing down.
Jiang Buyi had already become a man of blood.
For a Taixu to undergo the Half-Saint Tribulation was a trial, a necessary examination imposed by the Saint Dao upon those seeking transcendence.
So long as one was thoroughly prepared, possessed absolute confidence in one's strength, and had obtained Half-Saint Godhood, there was a ten to twenty percent chance of passing it.
—After all, fools could never cultivate to the peak of the Demi-Void, much less contemplate undergoing the Saint Tribulation and taking that step.
But Half-Saints were different! For a Half-Saint to undergo the Saint Tribulation again was sheer provocation toward the Saint Dao!
You had already passed the examination and crossed this threshold, yet you still wanted lightning to strike you? Your skin must have been itching beyond belief.
Since you still wanted it under such circumstances, then it could only satisfy you thoroughly! Thus, at such