In the void, Liang Si, hidden within the clouds, let out a startled cry.
He had merely been passing by. Only because he had happened to see someone undergoing Tribulation Transcendence here had he stopped to watch.
Not looking would have been one thing. But the moment he looked, he was stunned.
It was actually the Great Dao Divine Lightning recorded in ancient texts.
"Legend says that only when one charges into the Saint realm will the Nine-Nine Eighty-One bolts of Great Dao Divine Lightning appear, corresponding to the eighty-one Great Dao laws of the heavens."
"Could this fellow be breaking through to the Saint realm?"
"If he isn't breaking through to become a Saint, why would the Great Dao send down such divine lightning?"
"How strange."
Liang Si stroked his chin and stared intently at the distant scene.
In the distance—
The eighty-one vortices began to resonate.
The low rumble of thunder was no longer sound. It rang directly within the depths of every living being's soul.
It was like a proclamation, a judgment, a final verdict upon one who had defied the heavens.
Bolts of lightning emerged one after another.
The first bolt: Lawbreaking Divine Lightning, made to shatter all protective arts.
The second bolt: Soul-Eroding Divine Lightning, made to extinguish the source of the soul.
The third bolt: Annihilation Divine Lightning, made to erase all vitality.
The fourth bolt...
The eighty-one bolts of divine lightning each possessed their own wondrous purpose and performed their own duty, forming a net of heaven and earth that covered every weakness and left not the slightest chance of survival.
Outside Sword Graveyard Valley, Sword Demon and the other two wore incomparably grave expressions.
A heavenly tribulation of this scale had already completely reached the quasi-Saint level.
What had Ye Lin done?