The Black Flood Dragon had evolved into a Black Dragon, and its strength had soared. This filled Ling Tian and the others with excitement and gave them even more confidence about picking the Nine-Colored Divine Soul Fruit this time. Everyone rolled up their sleeves, eager to get started.
Just as they were about to act, Fairy Meng Shang's brows drew together slightly. She looked up at the sky, but when she saw what was happening above, her furrowed brows relaxed and a smile curled at her lips. Su Ying and the others sensed it too. They also looked up, then broke into smiles just like Fairy Meng Shang.
Above them, wisps of black cloud gathered and grew denser. A pressure that seemed capable of destroying heaven and earth spread through the air, making their hearts tremble. There was no mistaking the identity of a black cloud with such imposing might—it was a Tribulation Cloud.
"Heh, not bad. You've only just evolved, and you're already going through a tribulation." Little Black looked at the Black Dragon, his voice carrying a hint of excitement.
That was right. The Black Dragon was beneath the black clouds. It was about to undergo its tribulation.
"I've been a quasi-Immortal of the Firmament for many years. Now that my bloodline has evolved, my cultivation has broken through as naturally as water flowing into a channel." The Black Dragon was ecstatic. He muttered to himself, "After this tribulation, I'll have fully reached the Immortal of the Firmament level. My strength will rise another step, and I'll be better prepared to face the Golden Hou."
Feeling that aura capable of destroying heaven and earth, Mo Yu and the others hurriedly retreated, leaving the Black Dragon ample room to undergo its tribulation.
The Black Dragon's lightning tribulation was a