Rumble...
But now the lightning tribulation had arrived, and everything was too late.
For at the instant Lin Shisan's Hornless Dragon True Spirit completely devoured the Dragon Spirit inside Eldest Princess Zi Ning and fed its power back, a wisp of its lingering force had also seeped into her meridians, forcibly pushing her already precarious cultivation past that threshold.
The lightning tribulation had sensed it.
Zi Ning's heart tightened, and her brows knitted deeply.
A feeling of impending catastrophe left even her forehead cold.
It was as though a Primordial Giant Beast had fixed its gaze on her.
The lightning cloud interwoven with five colors descended through the crack in the dome without hesitation.
The light churning within it was several times more violent than any bolt of lightning she had seen in her entire life.
She raised her hand and unleashed all her deep-blue radiance, driving the power stripped from Prisoner Dragon Ridge's restriction runes to its limit as well. A thick curtain of light formed above her head, golden patterns whirling along its edges. This Five-Colored Lightning Tribulation was too terrifying.
Even at a distance, it felt like a blade pressed against her neck, strands of cold piercing straight into her sea of consciousness.
"Hold it back..."
The first bolt of the Five-Colored Lightning Tribulation struck straight down.
Purple, azure, white, crimson, and yellow twisted together like five frenzied Lightning Dragons, smashing heavily into the deep-blue curtain.
With a series of cracks, the curtain held for only half a breath before the Netherblue Light shattered like thin ice.
Fragments scattered in all directions, swallowed utterly by the lightning.
The second bolt followed close behind, not even giving Eldest Princess Zi Ning a chance to catch her breath or form another curtain of light.
The five-colored lightning struck Eldest