The Great Tribulation

As a cultivator and a member of a great lineage, Ying Yue naturally had access to far more information than ordinary people.

Several years ago, she had already learned that the entire world would soon face a cataclysm.

At the time, however, the information had been vague, consisting of only a few words: "A great tribulation is coming. The world is in turmoil." Yet the court had been making frequent moves, and the churches of the various True Gods were also actively preparing. It was like the way perceptive animals fled before a great disaster such as an earthquake: the animals behind them might not know what was about to happen, but that did not stop them from fleeing along with the rest.

In this coming disaster, the court and the churches were the ones who knew what was coming. The great lineages, sects, and Dao Palaces were like the animals that did not really understand, but followed the others as they ran.

Only the common people at the bottom had been kept in the dark.

By now, even rumors of the coming tribulation were circulating among the people.

After all, a military buildup on such a massive scale could no longer be concealed. Using the few years of leeway, the court had completed its preparations and was confident it could minimize panic and losses. Only then had it revealed the truth in an imperial proclamation.

"Now there are even more Soul Purifying Magic Arrays in New World Port. Is the great tribulation a disaster of the undead? No wonder my lineage was so reluctant when I joined the volunteer army, and then promoted me at lightning speed!"

A mocking smile appeared on Ying Yue's lips.

Ever since her last journey to the West, many of her views had been