Thunderbolts filled the sky.
The supreme heavenly punishment of the Primordial Era was manifesting anew. Silver and black thunderbolts settled into the sky like countless pillars, lifting the framework of the Primordial Beginning once more.
This phenomenon was no longer confined to Kunlun. Anyone north of the Qinling Mountains could witness the incomparably magnificent might of the Northern Palace.
The pinnacle of thunder punishment.
Red Cloud, Heavenly Tribulation.
The sky darkened. The northern sea of thunder pressed closer like a collapsing mountain, black clouds stretching ten thousand miles. Only silver and black intertwined overhead, like countless divine palaces and heavenly prisons.
"He has attained it..."
The woman in white stood before the hall. The cold rain dripping from the eaves veiled her face, hiding her expression. Only her pale hand was visible, clamped tightly around the black-jade sword at her waist.
[If I am gone, take care of yourself.]
These were the last words she had heard from him.
Red Cloud Commandery had been the first to receive the protection of the law. Naturally, she could sense it and thereby learn what was happening to Xu Xuan.
Crimson light suddenly descended from the clouds. Liu Xiaowen had just returned from observing the aura in the north, his energies still unsettled. He could not spare a thought for formalities now and said urgently, "Mistress! I went to Longjue Ridge and looked toward Kunlun. First, golden light shot into the heavens, shaking the firmament, then silver thunder spread everywhere as Primordial Heaven was attained. Master... has already set foot on that path!"
He was already a Purple Mansion middle-stage cultivator and cultivated Pure Yang nature and life, yet a chill ran through him now, as though he had swallowed a lump of mystic ice.
Rumble!
The silver and black thunderbolts filling the