"I thought you were a heroine among women. I never expected you to be such a short-sighted little woman."
"You think shattering those lightning tribulations means you truly defeated them?"
"Every figure here was among the finest practitioners of their path."
"As a powerful cultivator, you showed them not a shred of respect. No matter how high your cultivation rises, you'll always be a short-sighted little woman!"
Xue Lan answered Zhang Bairen's mockery coldly. "The strong are strong, and the weak are weak."
"There shouldn't be so many strange rules for distinguishing the strong from the weak."
"If they were still alive, I might be interested in watching them show what they could do."
"But they're dead now. They don't even deserve to appear before me."
"Is that so?"
"Then turn around and look."
Seeing the stubborn look on Zhang Bairen's face, Xue Lan turned her head in confusion.
The Thunder Sea, which had fallen quiet, began to churn violently. A man in an old Daoist Robe came strolling out.
At the same time, an elegant, scholarly figure followed close behind.
"I didn't expect Ge Hong to leave his path here too. So this is what you're relying on?"
Zhang Bairen met Xue Lan's cold gaze with a grin. "I was never relying on the lightning tribulations. I just wanted you to understand that there are heavens beyond the heavens, and people beyond people."
"You were born millions of years before us, but that doesn't mean you can crush everyone who came after you."
"Today, no matter how high your cultivation or how deep your reserves—"
"I, Zhang Bairen, will suppress you right here!"
As his words fell, Zhang Bairen's aura erupted once more, and his own Emperor Tribulation began.
Thud!
A foot stepped out of the Thunder Sea. The