In the underworld, within the Ten Yama Halls and the Twin Halls of Impermanence, all twelve hall masters had gathered, joining forces to help Zhimin strip away the Heavenly Soul.
This world-shaking act enraged Xuan Cang. Winds and clouds shifted across the nine heavens, blood-red lightning descended upon the world, and the aura of the imperial path faintly emerged—shocking heaven and earth.
Below, Peacock stood alone against the heavenly tribulation. Beneath the Imperial Might, she was wounded for the first time.
In the skies, the blood-red tribulation clouds churned without cease, while golden radiance grew ever more brilliant and the supreme might of the imperial path became increasingly clear.
Eleven kings faced the tribulation together. The heavenly tribulation drew infinitely close to the imperial path, its earthshaking pressure causing the entire universe to tremble.
Below, as time trickled away, ninety percent of the Heavenly Soul encased within the demonic cocoon inside Yin'er had been stripped away. Success was within reach.
Ahead, cracks began spreading across Ning Chen's skin. The agony of his soul bore down upon him, his flesh unable to endure it as signs of collapse began to appear.
Vermilion blood seeped out drop by drop, staining his black robes. Yet Ning Chen's eyes only burned more fiercely, like dazzling stars.
Boom!
At the Summit of Nine Heavens, Xuan Cang was enraged. The blood-red tribulation clouds gradually took on a golden hue, and the supreme might of the imperial path filled the heavens.
Upon her wheelchair, Peacock spread her slender hands. She drove the divine essence throughout her body to its limit, unleashing power beyond the king realm.
Ha!
With her promise in her heart, divine light surged from Peacock's body and shot into the heavens. Her long hair began to whip wildly about her as the woman of