Heavenly Tribulation?!
"Ling Yi" froze.
The scene before her—the seal, the style and color of the coffin, even the aura leaking from within—was exactly the same as the seal on the Illusion Realm Little Immortal in the Eternal Night Desert!
The only difference was that above the nine towering white pillars sealing the Illusion Realm Little Immortal in the Eternal Night Desert, purple and blue light flashed as Tribulation Lightning rained down like a violent storm, striking without end.
The mighty heavenly authority, bearing ten thousand bolts of lightning, suppressed the blood-red coffin every moment, preventing the Illusion Realm Little Immortal inside from breaking free...
But above the nine white pillars before her, there was nothing at all—only darkness, surging like a tide and stretching boundlessly.
Before "Ling Yi" could think it through, "Lin Shi," who led the group, spoke again. "Rest here and get yourselves back into shape."
"The Land of Chaos conceals our auras and the secrets of heaven. No Fallen Immortal will be able to find us here."
"We can take our time recovering now, but we mustn't delay for too long."
"The moment the Heavenly Tribulation awakens, we must begin immediately!"
The many mortals protected in the center of the group looked solemn. At his words, they all nodded. "Yes!"
Without wasting a moment, all the mortals sat down where they were and closed their eyes. They seized the time to rest while steadily adjusting their emotions and state of mind, striving to reach their best condition.
The many Mahayana cultivators also visibly relaxed. Some healed their injuries, while others checked their weapons... With doubts in her heart, "Ling Yi" sat cross-legged on the ground as well, circulating her cultivation technique to recover.
Darkness spread like water, refusing to lift.
The nine pillars stood in silence.