Zou Feng had just asked where Zhao Feixiong was when a vast bank of dark clouds, flashing with lightning, appeared on the distant horizon.
Was that... a tribulation cloud?!
Zou Feng no longer needed anyone to tell him what Zhao Feixiong was doing.
The person undergoing tribulation in the distance had to be Zhao Feixiong.
Zou Feng was not surprised.
Zhao Feixiong had gained enormously during his time at Zou Feng's side. He had long since accumulated everything he needed to form a Nascent Soul.
He had held off on breaking through only because he wanted to advance further in the Dance Dao first.
Now, it seemed that maintaining the Dazzling Dance Poison Domain under intense strain while resisting the siege of demons from beyond the realm had finally helped Zhao Feixiong reach the heights he had sought in the Dance Dao.
Forming his Nascent Soul now was the natural next step.
Zou Feng could not help wondering: once Zhao Feixiong broke through, how impossibly powerful would his already explosive dance skills become?
As soon as Zhao Feixiong finished forming his Nascent Soul, Zou Feng would have to challenge him to a dance-off.
Facing an expert in the Dance Dao would do wonders for his own skills.
As for whether Zhao Feixiong could survive the heavenly tribulation...
Given how confident Zhao Feixiong had looked, and how he had deliberately waited to improve his Dance Dao before attempting to form a Nascent Soul, Zou Feng felt little need to worry.
If things took a turn for the worse, he could do what he had done when helping Jiang Wanzhao form her Nascent Soul: write Zhao Feixiong's name on the Investiture of the Gods List and quietly give him a hand.
Zhao Feixiong's tribulation unfolded just as Zou Feng expected.
He survived