The Paper-Thin Second Nine Heavenly Tribulation-Perhaps I Can Fill This Vacancy in the Pure Yang Tradition!

[Feng Qingyun heard your words, then caught sight of his master's gloomy expression. His heart suddenly turned cold.]

[Only then did he realize that, in his pursuit of the mystery of Zhou Jing's life and death, he had forgotten that his master would never readily share news of a supreme cultivation art like the Heavenly Emperor's Heart Sutra with others.]

[As soon as those words were spoken, Morning Mausoleum, He Ningxiang, and the others nearby all changed expression, their faces growing complicated.]

[Feng Qingyun shouted sternly at you, "Zhou Jing, you're at death's door and still trying to drive a wedge between my master and me. Don't you find that laughable?"]

[Chen Xuanzi had already regained his composure and said blandly, "As expected, a cunning fellow."]

["Unfortunately, the path of cultivation has never been won with lip service."]

[The aura around him began rising step by step. The Perfected Dragon Court Stage was merely a fleeting stop before he entered the Great Dao Golden Core, then surged forward like bamboo splitting under a blade, brazenly breaking through the limits of the Second Nine Heavenly Tribulation!]

[That vast, oceanic pressure was entirely contained within this small courtyard, not leaking a shred, yet appearing all the more unfathomable.]

[Elder Fei's pupils shrank sharply, his face filled with horror. He had thought this Taihua Sect grand-uncle master had at most passed the First Nine Heavenly Tribulation, never imagining he was a mighty figure who had passed two layers of heavenly tribulation!]

[Such a person was unmatched not merely in the Shan Mountain Immortal Sect, but throughout the entire cultivation world of the East Sea.]

[If the master of his own lineage were here, he would likely be able to do nothing but sit and await death.]

["It's over..." Elder Fei's heart turned ice-cold,