"What... what is going on?"
"A heavenly tribulation? No, that can't be right. No one is undergoing Tribulation Transcendence right now!"
"What terrifying pressure. Even my Primordial Spirit is trembling!"
Everyone looked up in terror at that bizarre tribulation cloud. The fear of imminent catastrophe seized every heart.
Chen Changqing looked up as well.
He gazed at the tribulation cloud, one brow lifting slightly.
He knew that the true trial had only just begun.
The Chaos Tribulation Cloud rolled soundlessly, like an ancient beast from primordial times opening its indifferent eyes to look down upon the ant-like living beings below.
All the spiritual energy between heaven and earth stopped flowing at that moment.
The air seemed to have solidified, every inch of space saturated with the aura of destruction and ending.
"What... what kind of tribulation is this?"
Unable to withstand the pressure, one cultivator's knees gave way, and he dropped straight to the ground, trembling like a sieve.
"I once witnessed a True Lord expert undergo the Ninefold Lightning Tribulation. Even that power was not one ten-thousandth of this!"
"It's over... We're all going to die here!"
Despair spread through the crowd like a plague.
Before this heavenly might, the cultivation, magical treasures, and divine abilities they had always been proud of all seemed so tiny and laughable.
Long Lan's little face had gone utterly pale. She clutched her brother Long Jing's arm tightly, her teeth chattering.
"Brother... wh-what is that thing? Li Feiyu... what exactly did he do?"
Long Jing's face was equally solemn. He stared fixedly at the tribulation cloud, his Adam's apple bobbing, yet he could not utter a single word.
He only felt that what stood before him was not a heavenly tribulation, but the purest wrath of the Heavenly Dao itself.
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