Half a month passed in a blink of an eye.
During these fifteen days, Zhou Qi was motionless.
His whole body was in an extremely mysterious state, and his breathing was so long that it almost disappeared, as if he had merged with the stone chamber, the mountain wall, and the heaven and earth.
The Huang Jiyuan outside also sat there for fifteen days.
Not a step away.
He sat cross-legged under the old tree outside the stone room, leaning against the old dead tree, closing his eyes and saying nothing.
Dragon Colt was lying at his feet, breathing very lightly.
Primordial Qi in the secret realm has long been completely empty, and the air is so dry that it looks like it will burst.
On the fifteenth day, above the gray sky, the wind suddenly started blowing.
The wind comes from all directions, with no direction or source, as if the energy in the entire world is converging towards the same point.
Huang Jiyuan opened his eyes suddenly.
He looked up at the sky.
The gray clouds began to roll silently, as if being stirred by something from higher up.
"Coming..."
The old man murmured and stood up.
At this moment, inside the stone gate, Zhou Qi's consciousness finally moved.
He sat there with his eyes still closed and his hands still in seals, but Mud Pellet Palace's consciousness suddenly took a step forward.
There is no sound.
But at the moment when that step fell, a whole new realm appeared quietly.
System Panel lit up deep in Zhou Qi's consciousness, and the pale golden handwriting beat like flames:
[Realm: Tribulation Transcendence Realm Initial Stage 1]
Zhou Qi Open your eyes.
In the pupils, the golden light was like a tide, filling up in an instant, and then retracted in a breath, returning to the most ordinary black and white.
He stood up slowly, his robes hanging down. He didn't show off any aura around him, but he made the whole stone room extremely quiet.
It was as if heaven and earth had held their breath.
"Boom!!!"
Outside the stone room, the sky has changed.
The already gray sky was now completely enveloped by countless dark clouds.
The clouds were as thick as another piece of earth pressing down, so low that they almost touched the top of the Imperial Capital city.
Strong winds blew up, flying sand and rocks, and even the wreckage of Floating Battle Stage in the distance were swept up into the air and shattered inch by inch.
A purple-black thunder light flashed past in the deepest part of the clouds.
Then several more rays quickly condensed and became stronger in the clouds.
The dull thunder rolled down from the sky, like ancient gods sharpening their knives.
Zhou Qi walked out of the stone room calmly and saw the haggard old man at the door.
Huang Jiyuan's face changed drastically at this moment, and his cloudy eyes stared at the thunderclouds in the sky.
Zhou Qi walked up to him.
"Go outside the city to overcome the tribulation, otherwise your Imperial Capital will be chopped into pieces."
Huang Jiyuan It's like waking up from a dream.
He turned to look at Zhou Qi, his eyes suddenly turned red, and then he nodded heavily. "Okay! Okay! I will start a battle for you!"
Zhou Qi didn't say much, just tiptoed, and his body was already rushing out of the city like a stream of light.
At the same time.
Hidden-Heaven Realm The land of the far west.
A huge palace made of countless black stones is suspended above the abyss.
Huang Jiye opened his eyes suddenly.
Those empty eyes suddenly lit up with a strange silver light in the darkness.
He was sitting cross-legged in the center of the palace in retreat, and the rich Primordial Qi that had been lingering around him was now flowing outward like an ebbing tide, as if it was being pulled away from his body bit by bit by some irresistible force.
He turned his head sharply and looked east.
"This is..."
Huang Jiye rarely shows surprise.
But at this moment, all the indifference and indifference on his face shattered.
"Overcoming the tribulation?!"
"Impossible!"
He stood up suddenly, the space around him was violently distorted, and the entire black palace was shaken.
"How can anyone in this world survive the tribulation!!"
He felt it clearly.
The source of the visions of heaven and earth is in the direction of Xihe Imperial Capital.
"Huang Jiyuan? No... it can't be him..."
Huang Jiye A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the murderous aura rushed out of his body like a real substance, shaking the black stone on the top of the palace to the ground.
"It's that odd number!!"
Before he finished speaking, he took a step forward.
The space shattered like a mirror, and Huang Jiye's figure instantly submerged into it and disappeared.
Between heaven and earth, there is only the torn void that is still slowly healing.
In the eastern sky, thunderclouds are gathering.
The purple-black electric light was like a dragon churning, turning half of the Hidden-Heaven Realm into a miserable purple.
Zhou Qi stands on Wasteland directly under the thundercloud.
Standing proudly, his green shirt fluttering in the wind, he looked up at the sky.
The door that no one had stepped through in a million years hung above his head.
The sky is no longer visible.
The sky above the entire Hidden-Heaven Realm seemed to be tightly grasped by a void stretching in from outside the void.
Dark clouds rolled in from all directions, layer upon layer, so thick that the top could not be seen.
Purple-black thunder light shuttled through it, like countless ferocious dragons turning over in the sea of ink. Every time it flashed, it illuminated the entire Wasteland as bright as day.
"Boom--!"
The dull thunder is still brewing, and the dull sound rolls down from the depths of the sky, as if the whole world has condensed together.
Even the ground was shaking.
Wasteland is thousands of miles in radius, starting from the feet of Zhou Qi, spider web-like cracks continue to spread outward.
Each crack was several feet wide, dark and bottomless, like the bones of the earth breaking inch by inch.
The gray-yellow hills in the distance collapsed one after another, unable to withstand the gathering pressure of heaven and earth.
The wind stopped and the sound disappeared.
The whole world seems to be suffocating.
Only Zhou Qi stood there, his figure as straight as a gun.
He felt a will.
It was the will of this world itself that was repelling him.
I even want to erase him.
Zhou Qi suddenly smiled.
"Is this One-Nine Heavenly Tribulation? Fake Heavenly Tribulation is better than Youchi!"
He looked into the depths of the sky, his eyes flashing. "Come on!"
What answered him was a purple-black thunder.
The thunder struck down from the deepest part of the clouds, so thick that the edges could not be seen. It was like a black pillar that penetrated from the sky to the center of the earth, carrying the aura of destroying the heaven and the earth.
"Boom--!!!"
Thunder falls!
The Wasteland surface with a radius of three thousand miles was lifted several feet away at this moment.
Earth, rocks, broken rocks, dead wood, everything was swept away by the shock wave towards the outside.
The strong light swallowed up all the colors, leaving only purple and black in the sky and the earth, as well as the figure in blue shirt standing in the center of the thunder pillar.
Thousands of miles away, at the head of Imperial Capital city.
Huang Jiyuan His eyes were stung by the sudden explosion of light, but he still forced his eyes open and refused to blink.
"This... this is Heavenly Tribulation?"
His voice was extremely dry. After living for more than 10,000 years, he saw Heavenly Tribulation with his own eyes for the first time.
The power to destroy the heaven and the earth, the terrifying coercion coming from the will of heaven and earth, was completely different from what he imagined.
Heavenly Tribulation recorded in the classics is a monk fighting with Heavenly Dao, with one step and one thunder, and a narrow escape from death.
But where is the Heavenly Tribulation in front of me? He is clearly killing!
"Heavenly Tribulation is so..."