"This eye... it's simply too powerful."
Xia Ping was utterly shaken. He felt that the moment he opened his left eye, he would transform into the Hell Nether God. Every emotion in him would be wiped away, leaving him cold and merciless. No feeling could affect him; he would possess absolute reason, like an Underworld God.
In that state, his combat power would rise by geometric orders of magnitude. Even if a mighty expert at the peak of the Dharma Avatar Realm appeared before him, Xia Ping could kill them in an instant, tearing apart the lines of their death.
However, opening the Underworld God's Eye consumed an immense amount of soul energy and stamina. He could not sustain it for more than a few seconds. With his current strength, lasting three seconds would already be extraordinary.
Even so, it was an enormous trump card, greatly enhancing his combat power.
If it continued evolving, he would sooner or later gain complete control over this Underworld God's Eye. At that time, he would become a true Underworld God, a great existence ruling over the infinite hells.
"Hmm? The heavenly tribulation is here!"
Xia Ping suddenly looked up, a faint palpitation rising in his heart. At some unknown moment, an enormous mass of dark clouds had appeared overhead, blanketing a radius of a million kilometers.
These clouds surged forth from the depths of the void, condensed from the power of tribulation. They were incomparably dark and profound, representing every calamity, representing ultimate, surging destruction. Even the aura of demons could not compare to the darkness of this tribulation aura.
"How is this possible? Sixty-four layers of lightning tribulation? Why did it suddenly increase so much?!"
Xia Ping's expression changed. According to the scale of the previous heavenly tribulation, he should have faced