The blood-red lightning had been worn away completely, and the 108 small swords were covered in scars.
With a wave of his hand, Ye Tian drew them into his body to nourish them with immortal essence. Behind him, however, the white lightning seemed to possess intelligence, silently striking with the swiftness of a spirit snake.
Alarm bells rang in Ye Tian's mind as a simple, unadorned treasure mirror suddenly appeared behind his head.
With a faint sound, the white lightning was blocked by the mirror and vanished without a trace.
Ye Tian turned around and saw tribulation clouds churning behind him, identical to the clouds ahead that nurtured blood-red lightning. Only, the white light behind him carried a somewhat gentler aura than the blood lightning, though its edge remained hidden within.
The Town Yue Turtle Mountain Diagram, which had not appeared for a long time, had also been blasted open by this thunderbolt, leaving a faint half-crack upon it.
"Two heavenly tribulations?"
Only then did Ye Tian react. After a brief thought, he recalled Di Jiang mentioning that this place existed within the crack between two worlds.
"So I need to endure the power of two worlds now?"
Ye Tian's expression remained calm.
And what was there to fear?
With a raise of his hands, immortal essence flowed through both palms, shining brilliantly. His Integration Stage cultivation was exceptionally stable. With the power of the stars as his foundation, further supplemented by the vital essence energies of two Ancestral Shamans, he was already a hundred years ahead of ordinary cultivators.
The blood-red lightning stirred again. Thunder rolled in waves as another blood-red bolt as thick as an arm descended from the sky, like a bloody sword.
Ye Tian's hands were as smooth as jade, yet he actually reached out barehanded