Dark clouds blanketed the sky above the Tribulation Platform, with lightning flashing and thunder roaring.
Mu Xingchen stood on the platform, gazing up at the heavens.
His clothes were in tatters, every patch of exposed skin was blackened, and his aura had weakened to the utmost.
"Husband, Master Mu said he would either succeed or die trying. He told us not to intervene to save him."
Luo Qinglan watched the Tribulation Platform with a grave expression and spoke in a low voice.
Chen Lin nodded.
Mu Xingchen had made the right choice. His lifespan had reached its limit. If his Ascension failed, even saving him would only let him cling to life for a little longer.
Cutting off his retreat and fighting with his back to the river might improve his chances of success.
But Chen Lin felt that Mu Xingchen was already a spent arrow, and he had only survived five rounds of lightning tribulation. His chances of withstanding the final golden lightning tribulation were slim.
Had Chen Lin not used his innate divine ability to alter Mu Xingchen's destiny, he would have been certain to die. Yet Chen Lin had only managed a tiny adjustment; the backlash was too severe for him to do more. Now he could only see what happened next. Mu Xingchen's success or failure would also verify whether his innate divine ability had actually worked.
After gathering for a while, the golden tribulation lightning took shape and crashed down!
"Unleash!"
Mu Xingchen gave a low roar and slapped an enormous talisman onto himself. His body immediately swelled, and his weakened aura instantly recovered, becoming even stronger than before.
Then he spat a mouthful of essence blood onto the silver shield in his hand.
This was a defensive spirit treasure. With his cultivation, he could