The Great Dao was formless, emotionless, nameless.
Not knowing its name, one called it the Dao.
At this moment, Lu Qing saw the Daos left behind by countless geniuses over the ages. No—more precisely, their insights into the embryonic forms of the Dao.
Every path traced back to the Great Dao. Even those who walked different roads could not deny that jade from another mountain could hone one's own stone.
Several figures braved layer upon layer of thunder seas that blanketed the sky, trying to rush through. Yet some people broke out in cold sweat at the sight of that thunder sea and fled in panic, flying and running for their lives.
Unlike the others, these few were cultivators who surged upstream against the current. Being so conspicuous, they were naturally the Red-Robed Saintess, Young Master Jiu Yuan, and their group.
The evil cultivator disciples who wanted to come over were not brainless either. They were mere lackeys; how could they possibly step forward in such a grand spectacle?
The moment the lightning tribulation appeared, they had already found excuses to go hunt down the cultivators who had escaped and scattered throughout Jade Ridge Volcano.
"Perfect timing!"
Young Master Jiu Yuan hardened his heart. An evil talisman turned into a streak of blood light and entered his eyes. He swept his gaze over the scene, then immediately laughed. "He is at the most dangerous stage of the lightning tribulation now. As long as we go up and give him one more blow, he will immediately suffer backlash!"
"Indeed. A man like that actually came to undergo tribulation right under our noses. He must be tired of living."
The Red-Robed Saintess smiled as well.
"Hehe, Saintess, do not forget what the Incense Master instructed. The Great Demon Unrestrained Talisman is in