But how could Gouchen possibly know about this?
Though puzzled, He Pingsheng still nodded. "Thank you for your concern, Heaven Emperor. This junior has finished cultivating it!"
"Good, good, good. Good, good, good..." Unprecedented solemnity appeared on Gouchen's face. "Be cautious. Be cautious!"
He had barely finished speaking when a wondrous, immense surge of power rippled out from Han Houzhi opposite them.
Rumble...
Rumble...
In the endlessly dark void, inky clouds suddenly gathered above Han Houzhi's head without warning.
Leaden clouds rolled layer upon layer, lightning gleaming within them.
From afar, it looked like the end of the world.
Bolts of lightning kept gathering, carrying the power and thunderous noise to tear the world apart.
Those black clouds condensed into an enormous inverted mountain.
The peak of the inverted mountain pointed straight at Han Houzhi.
The leaden clouds rotated slightly, and the inverted mountain churned like a vortex.
Rumble... rumble...
Silver lightning bolts resembling dragons and serpents coiled and wound over the black, vortex-like inverted mountain, soon turning purple.
Purple divine lightning.
From above the nine heavens, supreme majesty descended.
Its immense aura instantly pressed down upon the nine heavens, ten lands, and countless worlds.
"It's here..." Taizhen's eyes widened. "Is this truly the power of a Sage?"
Gouchen shook his head. "This is the power of the Heavenly Dao!"
Rumble...
The first wave of nine purplish-red heavenly lightning bolts suddenly descended from the sky, pouring down onto Han Houzhi's head.
Han Houzhi was a ruthless one too. He actually withstood them with his flesh alone, without using a single magical treasure.
Soon, the second wave of purple lightning gathered.
Rumble...
The third wave!
The fourth wave!
The fifth wave!
From the sixth wave onward, Han Houzhi had to rely on his magical treasures to resist the heavenly tribulation.
Fortunately,