"Tribulation Transcendence cultivators!"
Lin Chuan's eyes narrowed slightly as the Sharingan emerged. He looked toward the several dazzling figures in midair, wanting first to see what Tribulation Transcendence cultivators were really like and just how powerful they were.
However, the moment Lin Chuan's gaze landed on them, a sharp pain stabbed through his eyes, while an extremely dangerous feeling spread throughout his body.
Whoosh!
Lin Chuan immediately lowered his head and withdrew his gaze, his eyes burning with pain.
"Good thing you reacted quickly. Otherwise, your eyes might have been injured!" Xiao Heng said from beside him.
"How did that happen?" Lin Chuan asked. Secretly, he drew some purple mist from the Fruit of the God Tree to heal his burning eyes.
"Tribulation Transcendence cultivators are surrounded by laws—the aura that represents the Heavenly Dao. Your eyes tried to see through the Heavenly Dao, so naturally you suffered backlash. But only you could have been affected this way. Other people's eyes wouldn't be able to see anything at all. You were only rebounded against because you could see it!" Xiao Heng explained.
"So that's how it is!" Lin Chuan nodded. He did not use the Sharingan's ocular power to examine those dazzling figures again, and he also warned Mu Yuyi not to look at them with the Tenseigan.
Without question, those figures in the sky all came from first-tier cultivation forces of the Central River Continent. Their auras differed only subtly, yet very few people could identify them based on such minute distinctions. After all, most cultivators who had reached their level had seen the majority of their contemporaries pass away, while among the younger generation, unless they were juniors from the same faction, almost no one could come into contact with beings of that rank.
Thus, everyone present could