The Mythical Battlefield.
Fang Yang stood in this familiar star domain and surveyed the surroundings, which had grown ever quieter and emptier after his tribulations and battles. He watched a boundless sea of lightning descend, yet remained perfectly at ease.
A Heavenly Tribulation at the Quasi-Emperor Ninth Heaven was nothing to him. Even if it was a little stronger than those faced by others at the same level, this sea of lightning, capable of making a Quasi-Emperor spill blood, posed him no threat.
The Dao Tribulation Gold Cauldron was especially effective against pure lightning like this, even when it contained such rare bolts as Chaos Lightning, Yin-Yang Tribulation Lightning, and Five Elements Divine Thunder.
A bolt flashed within his Bitter Sea. Dazzling light illuminated the heavens and earth, making even the resplendent sea of lightning look dim and gloomy, reduced to an insignificant backdrop.
The Dao Tribulation Gold Cauldron inhaled and exhaled lightning. As an Extreme Emperor Weapon, it found a tribulation like this a mere snack. Even swallowing every bolt would scarcely fill a tenth of its belly.
In moments, the cauldron had drawn away twenty percent of the boundless sea. Lightning poured into it without cease. What should have been the opening of a Heavenly Tribulation had instead become food for an Extreme Emperor Weapon.
This provoked the heavens. Tribulation energy gathered within the sea of lightning, and the laws of the Great Dao roared. The imprints of supreme figures from ages past drew in vital energy and appeared in the world once more.
Nine heavens descended, each resembling a real world. Figures wreathed in immortal light appeared at their centers, their imperial might shaking the eight reaches of the cosmos.
Most of the universe's powerful cultivators turned their attention to this tribulation. Watching its terrifying force, they