As Luo Yan endured the bombardment of tens of thousands of heavenly tribulations, Dragon Horse and the others finally noticed the changes outside.
"Merely calling out his identity could bring about such a change?"
This place was protected by the mighty power of three Quasi-Immortal Emperors, yet that extraordinary scene still projected itself here.
At that instant, everyone had a premonition-as though a true Heavenly Emperor was about to return, about to emerge once again from that nameless land!
Only the words "Heavenly Emperor" remained in their hearts and minds.
Those were the traces that this person had once left behind, engraved between heaven and earth. Even after the erosion of countless years, they had never vanished.
"Is the Heavenly Emperor truly returning?" someone murmured, gazing into the sky without a moment's lapse in attention.
But disappointment was inevitable. That mighty power was merely a remnant left behind in a stretch of ancient history, now manifesting once more.
Eventually, all the manifestations disappeared, and peace returned to the horizon. Only the heavenly tribulations continued to flash and thunder.
Countless heavenly tribulations descended. Without the protection of the powerful formation, this place would likely have been razed to the ground long ago.
Amid the lightning and thunder, the aura of destruction ran rampant.
"He's dead?" Dragon Horse came to his senses and peered suspiciously at the center of the heavenly tribulation.
"That shouldn't be possible. This brat is a walking calamity. They say a scourge lives for a thousand years-how could he die?" Black Emperor was bewildered and uncertain. There were no fluctuations of life essence at the center, and he could not help suspecting that "Luo Tianlin" might truly have died.
"Listen!" Duan De silenced everyone, making them listen carefully to the sounds from that patch of space.
Thump!
Thump!