Above the Dragon Transformation Pool, lightning blazed blindingly, and thunderbolts stretched for tens of thousands of feet. An aura of destruction erupted, embodying the will of Heaven.
The Divine Mark Purple Gold Pagoda rose and fell, undergoing the heavenly tribulation's baptism and trial alongside Lu Chen as innate patterns were engraved upon it.
At that moment, all eyes in the Divine City were focused here. The Holy Lords held their breath, silently watching a breakthrough tribulation rarely seen throughout the ages.
At last, from some unknown point in the firmament, the ninth sea of lightning descended. Lightning surged boundlessly, and gold became the only color between heaven and earth. Like a lone boat in a vast ocean, Lu Chen was completely submerged.
Boom!
Thunder shook the world, and Divine Rays poured forth without end, bathing the entire Holy City in gold. It was as though endless solar true fire were blazing, smelting all things between heaven and earth.
Hum!
Space trembled. The towering golden lightning vanished, and this stretch of heaven and earth soon fell quiet, as though nothing had ever happened.
Clang!
A metallic tremor rang out as the Divine Mark Purple Gold Pagoda fell to the ground, breaking the deathly silence.
Everyone was bewildered and uncertain. Had Lu Chen survived the heavenly tribulation? Was he alive or dead?
Beside the Dragon Transformation Pool, a figure stood motionless, his entire body as black as charcoal. He seemed petrified, without the slightest sign of life.
"I can't sense a trace of vitality. Did he fail the tribulation?"
"A monster who drew Heaven's trial by breaking into the Four Extremes Secret Realm... died just like that?"
The cultivators broke into discussion. Even the many Holy Lord-level figures were uncertain, unable to tell whether the youth had survived.
The area remained noisy.