Could it be... could someone really shatter a Heavenly Tribulation before the tribulation lightning had even fully descended?
"What kind of joke is this...?"
At this moment, You Ruhui was wholly immersed in the sight of An Jing sweeping away the Heavenly Tribulation with four swords returning to their sheaths. She could not help muttering softly, "Are those with Heavenly Fate all monsters?"
She knew full well the might of a Heavenly Tribulation. The headquarters of Shenjing Martial Academy gathered Martial Dao prodigies from all across Da Chen, and every few decades, there would always be one or two Dao Seeds capable of drawing down a Heavenly Tribulation.
Yet every one of them needed the most meticulous arrangements to cross their tribulations—Dharma Artifacts, medicinal pills, sacrificial altars, formations, even the protection of Earth Veins—and most still needed one or two months of recuperation afterward.
They had merely "endured" the Heavenly Tribulation, not "defeated" it, much less "crushed" it.
Even if there were others in this world capable of crushing a Heavenly Tribulation, they likely could not do so with An Jing's effortless ease.
The gap was simply far, far too vast.
What was more, You Ruhui could tell that the few strikes An Jing had used to sever the Heavenly Tribulation had actually originated from the Martial Meridian Array Diagrams he had developed himself.
Snow-Waving Blade, Cleaving West Wind, Returning Flame and Earth... none of them was particularly powerful on its own. Yet An Jing had brought these techniques, which could only be considered second- or third-rate, back to their primal simplicity and struck straight at the root of Martial Dao, even elevating them to a level no inferior to any first-rate art or a great sect's true inheritance!
Perhaps every martial technique in this world held no meaning to