Countless bolts of lightning suddenly descended, bearing terrifying, unstoppable power.
Countless cultivators held their breath and focused, thinking to themselves that under a Tianjie like this, the person attaining Sainthood would surely have to show themselves.
Yet the instant the lightning reached the space above the mountain range, something happened that left every cultivator dumbfounded!
Every one of those mighty lightning bolts vanished into thin air!
The entire valley fell utterly silent. Countless cultivators exchanged bewildered looks, while the space before them held nothing at all.
A breeze swept past. Many cultivators still could not make heads or tails of it; the scene before their eyes lay far beyond their understanding!
Boom! Boom! Boom! ...
This clearly succeeded in enraging the formless Heavenly Dao as well. The lightning power coiling around the dark clouds instantly multiplied several times over and struck down at the world below!
At this moment, the lightning had changed from a clear yellow to a terrifying deep purple. Its dreadful might could be felt from its appearance alone.
Humm...
As Tianjie descended, even the cultivators watching a hundred li away could feel the ground trembling beneath their feet, and they could not help retreating.
The cultivators who had been standing at the very front saw a flash of white light before their eyes. Even the aftershocks of Tianjie were more than many could bear.
To everyone's shock, the countless bolts of lightning were once again devoured completely. This time, however, a cluster of buildings faintly appeared above the mountain range, as though a mysterious space existed there!
"There's actually a space above this mountain range!"
Someone shouted in disbelief. Since earlier, who knew how many cultivators had probed this area, yet none had discovered anything.
The lightning tribulation ended just like that. Although the dark clouds above the mountain range had yet to disperse, the Power of Thunder within them had been exhausted.
Silence filled heaven and earth. A moment later, two pillars of light, one black and one white, spiraled up from that mysterious space.
Boom! Boom!
The two pillars of light shot straight into the heavens, breaking through the clouds in one stroke. Terrifying pressure spread in every direction, seemingly shattering even the void.
Two figures with fluttering robes strolled out of the mysterious space. They were none other than Cui Ranqing of Night Moon Palace and Ancestor Qingyan of Qingyan Mountain Manor.
"Cui Ranqing, the wife of Night Moon Palace's master!"
"The other one is actually Ancestor Qingyan! The strongest cultivator in our Eastern Wasteland!"
Before Primordial Hall appeared in the world, Ancestor Qingyan had always been acknowledged as the strongest person in the Eastern Wasteland, but how many still believed that now?
After all, many cultivators had not even known that the Valley of Devouring and Saint King Yunteng's Tomb existed, much less known about the Eastern Wasteland's other experts.
Unfortunately, the Eastern Wasteland Heaven's Chosen Ranking only included cultivators under thirty. Ancestor Qingyan had long since exceeded that age; otherwise, they could have seen whether his reputation was truly deserved.
"Heavens, how did these two attain Sainthood together?!"
"What's going on? Could that mysterious space have been built jointly by Night Moon Palace and Qingyan Mountain Manor?"
"Why did the two of them emerge from the mysterious space together?"
Although Cui Ranqing and Ancestor Qingyan each occupied a separate position, countless cultivators could still tell that the two had emerged from the very same mysterious space.
"Heh, I just received some news. Don't spread it around: both of these mighty figures visited Primordial Hall a few days ago."
"What?!"
"Primordial Hall actually has that ability too? I thought Primordial Hall only made rankings..."
"Your information is far too outdated. Previously, Primordial Hall's master effortlessly killed two elders of the Supreme Sword Sect, and before that, he casually forged a Half-Step Saint Artifact. With strength like that, helping two experts attain Sainthood doesn't seem all that difficult!"
"Does anyone know where Primordial Hall is? This young master is willing to pay over ten thousand spirit stones for the information!"
"One hundred thousand spirit stones! Our Purple Jade Gate is willing to pay one hundred thousand spirit stones. Just the general location will do!"
"Five hundred thousand spirit stones! Our Five Elements Sect is willing to pay five hundred thousand spirit stones!"
"One million! Any friend willing to tell our sect Primordial Hall's exact location can immediately become an inner sect elder of our sect."
The scene, which had been clamorous just moments before, abruptly fell silent. If they had not been mistaken, the speaker belonged to the White Crane Sect-the sect ranked sixteenth on the Eastern Wasteland Faction Rankings-didn't they?
The White Crane Sect was already an illustrious major sect in the Eastern Wasteland and had even earned a place on the Eastern Wasteland Faction Rankings. Yet now it was willing to exchange an inner sect elder position for Primordial Hall's location!
Wasn't this far too insane?
Yet what was even more insane was that none of the cultivators present thought there was anything wrong with it.
After all, Primordial Hall could directly help two Radiant Body experts attain Sainthood, and had even helped them through the lightning tribulation. Even ordinary cultivators would presumably gain endless benefits from visiting Primordial Hall.
Humm, humm, humm...
Just as countless cultivators were discussing this, another change occurred between heaven and earth.
The sky that Cui Ranqing and Ancestor Qingyan had broken open was once again covered by dark clouds. The lightning that had just dispersed actually came rolling back.
However, the Power of Thunder was now visibly much thinner. Clearly, that mysterious space had borne considerable pressure for the two of them earlier.
At this point, Cui Ranqing and Ancestor Qingyan said nothing more. They summoned their magical treasures and circulated their cultivation techniques to the utmost, confronting the lightning head-on.
Boom!
At the first bolt of lightning, both felt the webs between their thumbs and forefingers tremble.
Boom!
At the second bolt of lightning, both felt their arms shaking uncontrollably.
Boom!
The eighth bolt of lightning descended. Accompanied by two faint cracking sounds, Cui Ranqing's and Ancestor Qingyan's protective magical treasures actually shattered at the same time.
Both spat out a mouthful of blood, their presence weakened to the extreme.
At that very moment, through the endless lightning, Cui Ranqing and Ancestor Qingyan exchanged a glance, each seeing the bitterness in the other's eyes.
A lightning tribulation after a lightning tribulation-who could have anticipated that?
Boom! Boom!
The ninth bolt of the lightning tribulation descended. The Power of Thunder had already turned from purple to blue, with faint golden light flowing over it.
The cultivators watching from afar had long since fallen silent, quietly watching Cui Ranqing and Ancestor Hongmeng undergo Tribulation Transcendence.
Many noticed that the two were in poor condition and their presence was weak. Soon, an expert sighed. "It looks like these two are going to fail this time."
"What a pity. Our Eastern Wasteland hasn't produced a Saint in a thousand years. At long last, two Radiant Body experts attempted to attain Sainthood at the same time, yet both failed their Tribulation Transcendence. Alas!"
Countless experts lamented. In their eyes, Cui Ranqing and Ancestor Qingyan were already certain to die.
There was only one outcome for failing Tribulation Transcendence—death!
Inside Primordial Hall, however, Lin Yu could only frown as he watched the scene before him.
"Isn't this lightning tribulation far too hard to survive?!"
The data before him showed that the Power of Thunder had long since surpassed a Saint's strength, reaching the peak power of the early Sainthood Realm!