In the sky, the heavenly tribulation had arrived. Endless winds and clouds stirred the sand and dust filling the heavens, forming a massive vortex that spun madly.
Devouring Power spread outward.
The heavenly tribulation continued to gather. Lightning flashed and thunder roared as the power of the Heavenly Dao poured into it, erupting from the void with a heaven-shaking might.
Everyone watched with trembling hearts, not even daring to approach.
"This heavenly tribulation isn't an ordinary one," someone sighed.
"No matter how powerful an Emperor's Small World may be, it shouldn't be able to draw a heavenly tribulation. There must be something unusual within."
"So many Major Powers have come. They must know something."
The Rogue Cultivators and smaller factions on the outskirts discussed it heatedly.
Yet this was clearly not their stage.
Xu Zimo frowned slightly. The power of this heavenly tribulation was comparable to the one he had drawn when forging the True God Sword.
Moreover, unlike the Yuanyang Continent, heavenly tribulations could be felt more directly within the Nine Domains.
Their power seemed to have risen several levels.
"Should we retreat farther, in case we get caught up in it?" several people from the Blade Axe Sect discussed.
"I'm not in a hurry," Xu Zimo shook his head.
"The Dao Court must have a way to deal with it."
As he spoke, the Small World phenomenon overhead became increasingly distinct.
Countless armored soldiers slaughtered one another in the void.
Behind those armored soldiers, a palanquin could faintly be seen floating in the void.
The figure in the palanquin was indistinct, but one could vaguely sense that he was personally leading an expedition, his overwhelming might suppressing this stretch of void.
The entrance to the Small World was a broad stone gate.
At this moment, as the scene