"Violet tribulation clouds! They're actually violet tribulation clouds?"
While helping put away the furnace, Old Ancestor White Brow also raised his head and glanced into the sky.
He saw the violet haze taking shape.
Even someone as knowledgeable as him could not help crying out in shock.
Chen Xing's entire body tensed as he hurriedly asked, "What is it about violet tribulation clouds, Old Ancestor? Is there some significance to these tribulation clouds?"
"Nine Grades of Tribulation Clouds: Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Cyan, Blue, Purple, Multicolored, White."
"The changing colors of tribulation clouds also determine the danger of the tribulations one must endure."
"This old man had originally thought that this batch of God Breaking Pills we refined would at most reach the Yellow Tribulation level. Yet I never expected it to be a Violet Tribulation—seventh-grade Violet Tribulation, Seven Disasters and Seven Tribulations."
Old Ghost Chen Xing no longer needed him to explain any further.
Just that small revelation from Old Ancestor White Brow made his vision go dark once more.
What a seventh-grade Violet Tribulation increased was not merely the Four Disasters and Four Tribulations. The danger of every disaster and every tribulation was countless times greater than during the Three Disasters and Three Tribulations.
Such tribulation clouds were absolutely not something a mere War Shadow could withstand!
"Old Ancestor, how about I undergo the tribulation myself?"
A resolute look appeared in Old Ghost Chen Xing's eyes.
"You will not survive it."
For the first time, Old Ancestor White Brow made a movement befitting a living person, slowly rising to his feet.
"I, White Brow, have lived seven hundred and seventy-seven years. From the Seven Colors, I fell to the Seven Stars. Today, I encounter Seven Disasters and Seven Tribulations. It seems this is my fate. Only this old