Immortals Arrayed Like Hemp Stalks

"They're here."

On a mountain peak in White Jade Capital.

A refined, otherworldly middle-aged Daoist raised his head, narrowing his eyes slightly as he looked at the Tribulation Clouds gathering above White Jade Capital. Even he felt his heart tremble.

This was no ordinary spectacle.

At the very least, he had not possessed such grandeur in his day.

It has been many years since anyone last stirred up such a phenomenon, hasn't it?

He thought so, then immediately found it amusing.

Of course.

That little fellow was seventh on the Heavenly Secret Record's Human Rankings.

He himself had never even made it into the top twenty.

Not to mention him—there were only a few such people in all of White Jade Capital.

Of course.

That did not mean he was weak. Quite a few former top-ten figures of the Human Rankings had died young, or stalled forever at the Spirit Severing Realm.

At the end of the day.

On the path of immortality, what mattered was who could walk the farthest.

Becoming a True Lord was already an extraordinary achievement in itself.

"I wonder just how great a commotion this little fellow will make."

Elsewhere.

Liu Qing and Yan Kong stood atop a mountain summit, looking up at the Tribulation Clouds high in the nine heavens. Even they felt a wave of palpitations.

Incredible!

"Not bad, not bad. As expected of seventh place on the Human Rankings—these tribulation bolts are truly tyrannical."

Yan Kong marveled.

He and Liu Qing had both passed their Spirit Severing heavenly tribulations not long ago.

A heavenly tribulation was also Heaven's envy.

At the Spirit Severing Realm, cultivators could already be called great worms stealing from Heaven. They were intolerable to Heaven and Earth, and heavenly tribulations were the means by which the great Dao