Tribulation-Shattering Eyes, the Martial Cultivators' Method of Tempering the Body with Tribulation Lightning!

"Rumble...!"

As Blade Ghost's voice rang out, lightning flickered once more through the tribulation clouds overhead.

Within the fully opened Heavenly Tribulation Eye, the phantom image of a thunder dragon formed from purple sky divine thunder suddenly began slowly extending its head out of the heavenly tribulation.

"Boom!!"

In an instant, the terrifying pressure of the purple sky divine thunder came crushing down from the sky once more.

As Xu Taiping held firm against that pressure, Blade Ghost's voice sounded in his mind again:

"Xu Taiping! If someone you loved most met with disaster someday, would you cling to life in despair or fight to the death? Which would you choose?"

Before Xu Taiping could answer, Blade Ghost shouted in something like a roar:

"Choose, my ass! You have no choice! No choice at all!"

Those words were like a thunderbolt, striking heavily against Xu Taiping's mind.

Of course Xu Taiping understood the despair of having no choice.

He had felt it back when he had said farewell to his grandfather in that dilapidated thatched hut.

Later, at the True Martial Sword Champion Assembly, he had felt it again when he watched helplessly as Second Senior Brother entered the Yellow Springs to help him kill Su Chan.

After that, he had once more watched helplessly as his master, Lü Daoxuan, led a group of fellow disciples from the Azure Profound Sect into the Taixuan Ghost Domain.

Even though decades had passed.

That sense of helplessness and despair still rose from the depths of his heart from time to time, like the damp of the plum rains, lingering long without dispersing.

Then Xu Taiping drew a deep breath, sheathed his blade with a "chink," and murmured:

"Thank you for the reminder, Senior Blade Ghost!"

As he spoke, he planted both feet