"Big Brother... hold on... you can't die... anyone can die, I can die, Six Paths of Reincarnation can cease to exist... but nothing can happen to you... otherwise, the Human Race is finished..."
Chu Yunshang stood beside him, gray light flowing around her. Her gaze was fixed on the figure within the Tribulation Sea, and her voice was so hoarse it was nearly inaudible:
"Right now, Little Brother can only endure it head-on. He has to rely on his boundlessly powerful body, soul, and will to withstand it... It's impossible to shatter the Heavenly Tribulation..."
Her voice trembled, yet she kept speaking, as though she were encouraging herself, and as though she were encouraging Hui Mei.
Hui Mei clawed frantically at his head. His nails raked across his scalp, leaving bloody gashes deep enough to expose bone, and blood streamed down his cheeks, yet he felt no pain.
His voice squeezed out from deep in his throat, carrying the madness of someone pushed to the absolute limit of suppression:
"These thunderclouds are boundless and heavy, reaching from heaven to earth. Who can say when they'll ever end? Big Brother is only at the peak of the Emperor Venerable Realm... only at the peak of the Emperor Venerable Realm... How long can he endure against a will like Supreme Heaven..."
Within the Tribulation Sea, Chu Tian fought himself into madness.
Under the attacks of the five supreme treasures, his body exploded again and again, reformed, exploded once more, and reformed again.
His flesh had been ground away millions upon millions of times. Every explosion came with agonizing pain, pain that surged from every inch of flesh, every bone, every wisp of soul, as though countless blades were slicing him apart at once.
Every reformation consumed an enormous amount of origin energy.