"Amitabha."
A deep, resonant Buddhist chant echoed across the heavens.
The previously surging sea of clouds abruptly froze, and the spiritual energy throughout heaven and earth seemed to be forcibly pinned down by an invisible colossal force.
A massive golden rift split open in the sky, and boundless Buddhist light poured down.
An elderly monk clad in a Nine-Treasure Glazed Kasaya stepped out from the depths of the rift.
The old monk's face was withered, his eyebrows hanging to his shoulders. Beneath his feet bloomed a Twelfth-Grade Merit Golden Lotus, while four tangible Tribulation-Light Divine Rings circled his body.
Fourth Tribulation Immortal.
He was the highest overseer presiding over this Heavenly Void Grand Tournament, a reclusive elder of the Great Thunder Sound Temple—True Person Kongwu.
The instant this old monk appeared, cultivators from every major faction present changed expressions.
There were nine tribulations in the Tribulation Immortal realm, each one a world apart.
Anyone who had endured four heavenly tribulations stood at the pinnacle of the pyramid across the entire land of the Nine Provinces.
Upon seeing him, the Great Thunder Sound Temple's three golden-bodied Arhats revealed ecstatic expressions and hurriedly bowed.
"Greetings, Martial Uncle Kongwu!"
The several elders aboard the Ji Clan warship straightened their backs once more.
Just moments ago, Chen Changqing's thunderous methods had cowed them so badly that they scarcely dared breathe.
Now that the Fourth Tribulation Immortal presiding over the tournament had arrived—and was an elder of the Buddhist Sect—the Ji Clan cultivators immediately found their backbone.
A Ji Clan elder scrambled off the deck, rolling and crawling as he pointed at Chen Changqing and wailed sharply.
"True Person Kongwu, you must seek justice for my Ji Clan!"
"This Chen Changqing of Mount Shu relied on a vicious weapon to slaughter our clan's Holy Son,