After successfully breaking through to the next realm, Liu Changxu flashed like lightning to the summit of Snow Lotus Peak, ready to face the imminent Mahayana heavenly tribulation.
The moment Liu Changxu appeared on Snow Lotus Peak, the gazes of his wives-Xiao Zier, Zhao Qi'er, Chen Yufei, Jiang Xuefeng, Yang Qingxue, Liu Qingying, Su Jinxiu, Li Zhenxin, Lian'er, Dongxue, Su Yue'e, Zhao Qingxia, and the others-all turned toward the summit. So did those of his many children, including his fourth son Liu Fufeng, twenty-third son Liu Fule, nineteenth son Liu Fuxiong, twentieth son Liu Fusheng, twenty-fourth son Liu Fukkun, twenty-sixth son Liu Fusheng, thirty-first son Liu Fuchang, sixteenth daughter Liu Fuhui, seventeenth daughter Liu Fuxin, and eighteenth daughter Liu Fuyue, along with twenty thousand cultivators of the Liu Household's Imperial Guard Army.
Everyone knew that if Liu Changxu failed to transcend this tribulation and advance to Mahayana Golden Immortal, the Demon Race Army would descend upon them in an all-encompassing assault. Here on the boundless snowfields deep within Demon Race territory, their strength left them almost no hope of survival. Thus, they all prayed silently, hoping Liu Changxu would pass the tribulation safely.
Just as everyone was consumed by worry and unease, Liu Changxu, standing atop Snow Lotus Peak, finally faced the first bolt of tribulation lightning.
In an instant, the sky, previously shrouded beneath thick, impenetrable dark clouds, seemed to be pulled apart by some mysterious, mighty, invisible force. An enormous rift was forcibly torn open. Like the ferocious maw of a giant beast, it gaped wide, revealing threads of chilling lightning.
Then a silver thunderbolt as thick as a pillar supporting the heavens plunged down with the crushing momentum of Mount Tai. It carried a deafening, world-destroying thunderclap that seemed poised to obliterate every sound in existence, and