Incarnating as a Heavenly Dragon

The pure white heavenly fire was bright and flawless, pure as water, whiter than snow.

Watching the heavenly tribulation from a thousand miles away, Gao Xian could even feel a bone-piercing chill from the pure white heavenly fire. This was because all its blazing heat had contracted and gathered inward, drawing in even the spiritual qi normally flowing through the surrounding void, thus making one feel cold.

Taichu's heavenly tribulation was clearly different from Qingqing's, and vastly unlike the tribulation he himself had undergone.

Every cultivator had different cultivation, different foundations, and different levels of resonance with heaven and earth. Naturally, the heavenly tribulations they invoked would differ greatly as well.

Even for the same tribulation of heavenly fire, its manifestations could vary in a thousand different ways.

Given Taichu's level of cultivation, her heavenly tribulation was so fierce that it clearly surpassed Qingqing's by a notch. It was evident that the lingering sword intent from her past lives was at work.

The invisible, shadowless Formless Sword was indeed profound and wondrous. More importantly, its invisibility and lack of form allowed it to easily dissolve the power of heavenly tribulation, as though she had truly turned into nothingness, beyond the reach of any external force.

Gao Xian's Taiji Formless Divine Robe followed this very path. Yet it could not possibly achieve true invisibility and formlessness. Once stirred by external force, the Taiji Formless Divine Robe would reveal itself.

In fact, he did not even need external force. Any change in the dharma power he activated himself would disrupt the transformations of the Taiji Formless Divine Robe. Even with the Grand Void Dream Dao Robe added on, he could not conceal his own traces or the changes in his dharma power.

Taichu, however, seemed almost unrestricted. Only when her sword qi