Seemingly Not Impossible

Hearing Lin Jun's words, the Blood Lion slowly rose to its feet and looked up at the sky, as though it were staring something down.

Lin Jun looked over, but there was nothing there except clouds.

"I see the possibility of ending the Heavenly Tribulation in you. Go do it."

After the destruction of tens of thousands of eras by the Heavenly Tribulation, the Blood Lion now saw that sliver of hope in Lin Jun.

It was a hope they had never seen before. Lin Jun was fundamentally different from them, and this tragedy that had lasted hundreds of millions of years seemed to have a chance of ending.

Even it did not know what Lin Jun would do, nor where that sliver of hope came from. But if nothing was done, this cycle of destruction and rebirth would continue without end.

To be honest, there was not necessarily anything wrong with this state of destruction and rebirth. On the contrary, the Heavenly Tribulation had prevented resources from becoming concentrated countless times.

But correspondingly, Heaven Beyond Heaven had never produced anyone who broke through Absolute Martial.

The Heavenly Tribulation ensured the redistribution of resources, yet it also cut off the upper limit of cultivation.

"The existence of the Heavenly Tribulation is clearly meant to select something. But judging by how frequently it descends now, this selection will go on forever and yield no result."

The Blood Lion and the Blood Shadows nodded repeatedly. They had all seen the Heavenly Tribulation's ultimate purpose, but under such dense selection, how could that being possibly be born?

"Young friend, perhaps you can pass the Heavenly Tribulation's selection, reach a realm beyond Absolute Martial, and break through the limits of heaven and earth. But I hope that after breaking those limits, you can end