The tribulation clouds were simply too terrifying, their scale something he had never witnessed in his life.
"Ancestor, are we under attack by an outside enemy?" At that moment, Yuan Min, who had temporarily brought her Lineage to Soaring Heavens Palace, and Hu Yuanhua, another Golden Core cultivator stationed at the palace gates, flew over as well. They looked at Chen He Nian in terror as they spoke.
"With me here, how could there be any outside enemy attack? Leave for now and properly settle the disciples below. Tell them not to run about, and keep the spirit beasts within the palace gates under control. If anything goes wrong, don't blame this old man for personally wiping them out!"
Chen He Nian's white brows rose. He was terribly anxious as well. That azure gauze canopy had been obtained only after he cast aside all dignity and traded a tremendously rare spiritual object left behind by Chen He Yu. If not for Lu Xiaotian's battle at Sky Sword Mountain, which had also spared the Ancient Sword Sect considerable losses and formed a measure of goodwill between them, that old monster might not have been willing to exchange this treasure with him.
Because of the earlier melee that had engulfed the cultivation world, several outstanding Golden Core disciples of Soaring Heavens Palace had died one after another. There were not many promising candidates left. If even Lu Xiaotian, such an exceptionally gifted junior, failed to overcome his tribulation, the future of Soaring Heavens Palace would likely be utterly bleak.
Chen He Nian had originally held some hope. After all, with Lu Xiaotian's strength, he would certainly be able to endure the lightning tribulation longer than other cultivators, and his chances of success should naturally be greater. Yet now, seeing those roiling tribulation