Time flew like a shuttle! Three years soon passed.
One morning in March of Great Tang Calendar year 3225, the clear, cloudless sky above Golden Rooster Ridge suddenly underwent a dramatic change.
Centered on the unnamed ridge where Liu Changxu was in seclusion, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within ten thousand miles surged madly toward him.
The violent, dense spiritual energy soon condensed into vast masses of brilliantly colored clouds above Golden Rooster Ridge.
As time passed, the spiritual energy clouds above Golden Rooster Ridge grew thicker and spread farther, only stopping once they stretched across two thousand miles.
The dense, roiling clouds of spiritual energy resembled storm clouds before a tempest, making the cultivators beneath them feel a trace of the terror and oppression that preceded the end of the world.
The Azure Cloud Sect cultivators near Golden Rooster Ridge recognized that someone was about to undergo a tribulation when they saw the change in the heavens, and they hurried away.
Even more cultivators flew toward the ridge, eager to watch the spectacle.
"No one is to approach Golden Rooster Ridge!"
Yang Qingxue's clear, melodious voice rang out, carrying a thousand miles with the support of her powerful Nascent Soul Realm magic power.
After receiving a Nascent Soul Cultivator's warning, the cultivators who had intended to draw closer all stopped, not daring to approach.
Once Yang Qingxue saw that no cultivator dared defy her warning, she flew to a towering peak a hundred miles away, her heart heavy with worry, and quietly awaited the outcome of the tribulation.
At that moment, Liu Changxu was at the critical juncture of shattering his core to form his Nascent Soul.
Web-like cracks suddenly appeared across the core that had been radiating golden light, and they grew wider as time passed!