The pillars of cloud above his head grew denser and denser. Several days passed without them descending. Within the tribulation clouds, thunderclouds roiled, and countless bolts of lightning writhed like flood dragons, ready to leap down and devour their chosen prey at any moment.
"Fellow Daoist Lu, will these tribulation clouds affect your formation?" Several days had passed. Judging by the time, the all-powerful Prince De had surely already made his arrangements. Even if time had been tight and he could not mobilize enough men at once, someone would certainly come. It was only a matter of numbers. Though the few of them were not weak, compared with Prince De's forces, they were still far too feeble.
"It seems you never mentioned that Miss Xiang's tribulation would take this long." Lu Xiaotian glanced at Xu Wan.
"I never expected it either. Miss's imperial bloodline is exceptionally pure. With Miss's aptitude, reaching the Nascent Soul stage in the future will be nearly effortless. The Xiang Kingdom's imperial family will never sit by and watch Miss remain stranded outside. As long as she survives Prince De's assassins, once she returns to the imperial capital, Miss will certainly become one of the Xiang Kingdom's most sought-after heirs to the throne. If Fellow Daoist Lu is willing to lend us some assistance, you will surely receive a generous reward!" Xu Wan urged.
"Wait until your Miss Xiang survives the lightning tribulation before talking about that. Their people have arrived!" Lu Xiaotian said flatly.
"What?" Prompted by Lu Xiaotian, Xu Wan suddenly came to her senses. Only then did she discover that a few indistinct auras indeed lingered more than ten li away, with cultivation levels that varied.
"They have roughly thirteen or fourteen people. Whether there are other spirit beasts is hard to say.