Barely half a month after Liu Fufeng successfully advanced to the Tribulation Transcendence Realm, Chen Yufei's heavenly tribulation arrived as expected.
As soon as the first signs of gathering tribulation clouds appeared in the sky, Liu Changxu sensed that familiar fluctuation of spirit energy. With a slight movement, he used Instantaneous Teleportation and appeared on a summit near the spirit mountain where Chen Yufei was in seclusion.
He looked up toward the heavens. Thick, dark clouds were gathering at a speed visible to the naked eye, weighing even more heavily overhead than those of Liu Fufeng's tribulation half a month earlier. Clearly, the power of this heavenly tribulation was not to be underestimated.
Liu Fule, who had already come nearby to stand guard for his mother, sensed the aura of the heavenly tribulation and immediately streaked over like a bolt of lightning, landing beside Liu Changxu and saying:
"Your son greets you, Imperial Father!"
"Fule, you've done well."
Very pleased with his son's filial devotion, Liu Changxu patted him on the shoulder and offered words of encouragement.
His words had barely faded when a clear, ringing cry rose from deep within the spirit mountain. Chen Yufei appeared atop the summit, her plain white Daoist robes fluttering in the howling wind, the magic power circulating through her body steady and concentrated. She raised her eyes toward the churning tribulation clouds, her gaze calm and resolute.
On the distant summit, father and son watched that graceful figure, holding their breath and focusing as they awaited the heavenly tribulation's descent.
With an earth-shattering crash, a pillar-thick bolt of silver divine lightning tore through the ink-black sky and thundered down, carrying the dreadful might to destroy heaven and earth.
Facing this terrifying, world-destroying tribulation lightning, Chen Yufei remained remarkably composed. With a slight stirring