Force his hand... a heavenly tribulation?

Could it be!

Was today the Star Divine Sect's last day?

Was the Star Divine Sect... truly about to perish? Was everything already destined, with truly no hope of salvation?

Here.

Beneath the shroud of nether darkness, Jun Wudao stood upon the void within the black hole like a god or devil, surrounded by countless chaotic undercurrents and darkness that made him look like an unrivaled mad demon!

Countless Star Divine Sect disciples below gazed up at that figure standing in the heavens like a god or devil, their eyes churning with disbelief, utter despair, and boundless terror!

Was he really Jun Wudao?

Why had he become so terrifying in just a single day?

After all, even the weakest of the three elders, Blood Soul, Purple Light, and Qingxia, was an early Divine Power Realm expert, while the sect master and deputy sect master had reached the perfected Divine Power Realm and peak Divine Power Realm!

Yet even so, none of them had the slightest strength to resist. Just how powerful had Jun Wudao become?

At this moment, none of the Star Divine Sect's elders, disciples, or others could understand!

Yesterday, he had been slaughtered like a chick beneath Ruthless Su's sword, yet today, he was as terrifying as a god or devil. Why had such an enormous change occurred in just one day?

Just what sort of fortuitous opportunity had Jun Wudao encountered to undergo such an immense transformation?

At this moment, throughout the Star Divine Sect's domain, not one of the hundreds of thousands of cultivators spoke. The atmosphere was terrifyingly stagnant and heavy. Grief-stricken, furious gazes locked onto Jun Wudao. If looks could kill, Jun Wudao would probably have died countless times already!

High in the air.

Jun Wudao stood with his hands behind his back.

His black robes fluttered sharply, his white hair swaying in the wind. He simply stood there in silence, utterly still in expression, in gaze, and in presence!

There was no towering fury, nor any surging killing intent. Everything about him was utterly still, like a dead sea that had lain silent for hundreds of millions of years within endless darkness, without a single ripple!

Jun Wudao's dark, deep, unfathomable eyes swept over the hundreds of thousands of disciples below, then over the surviving elders, hall masters, peak masters, and others of the Star Divine Sect!

Finally, beneath the terrified, despairing stares of countless Star Divine Sect elders and disciples, Jun Wudao shifted his gaze toward Jiang Xiaotian and Daoist Yinyang, looking at the ruins into which they had been blasted!

Seeing their wretched, mangled forms, their lives uncertain, Jun Wudao could not help but furrow his brows deeply. Even now, you still won't show yourself?

Since his arrival, he had already slaughtered three Divine Power Realm elders and hundreds of thousands of disciples, along with those two un... uncles below with only a few breaths left. Could the Star Divine Sect's Divine Soul Realm existence truly remain so composed?

Nearly two-thirds of the entire sect had already been destroyed, with so many disciples, elders, hall masters, and peak masters killed or wounded, yet he... had not appeared!

Was it still not time... or had the Star Divine Sect's Divine Soul Realm expert already passed away in meditation?

As a force connected to a son of fortune, Jun Wudao did not believe the Star Divine Sect could be wiped out so easily!

"Since you refuse to come out! Then I'll force your hand. Cutting the grass without pulling out the roots... isn't my style!"

Jun Wudao furrowed his brows deeply, then swept his boundlessly indifferent gaze across the entire Star Divine Sect, surveying all its disciples, elders, hall masters, and peak masters, scanning every corner of the sect!

As that thought settled in his mind, ten terrifying torrents of overwhelming, irresistible power erupted from Jun Wudao. Ten dazzling beams of light shot into the sky, and space instantly shook without cease, its humming shaking the heavens. In the blink of an eye, they transformed into ten dark Soul Palaces, each a hundred thousand feet tall, taking shape in the void behind him!

Rumble!

The rumbling of space exploded throughout heaven and earth. In an instant, the ten terrifying Soul Palaces radiating endless darkness erupted with incomparably dazzling, blazing dark light.

Amid the flowing light, ten hazy phantoms exuding terrifying darkness stepped out from within. The instant those ten dark phantoms stepped out of the Soul Palaces, the void turned upside down, the sun and moon reversed, and space shattered.

Ten dark phantoms, each a hundred thousand feet tall, hovered behind Jun Wudao, each radiating a towering, terrifying, unfathomable presence. They were like war gods at the farthest reaches of the nine heavens, yet also like savage demons from the depths of the netherworld, each cloaked in a heaven-shaking presence, each suffused with terror, each radiating invincibility!

Here.

Jun Wudao stood within the black hole, with those ten hundred-thousand-foot figures behind him, resembling war gods from the nine heavens, yet also savage demons from the netherworld, making him look like an unrivaled god or devil!

Jun Wudao's dark, cold eyes swept downward once more, his gaze passing over the hundreds of thousands of Star Divine Sect elders, hall masters, peak masters, and disciples filled with utter despair and terror, before turning toward Jiang Xiaotian and Daoist Yinyang lying in the ruins!

Then! With a thought, the ten hundred-thousand-foot phantoms standing behind him vanished instantly. When they reappeared, they had already formed an encirclement, standing in ten directions and sealing off the entire Star Divine Sect!

Gasp! Gasp! Gasp!

"Jun-Jun-Jun... Wudao, what are you trying to do!"

"What are you going to do!!!!"

"Jun Wudao! Stop!!!"

Looking at the ten terrifying, hundred-thousand-foot phantoms standing in ten directions, countless Star Divine Sect disciples and elders felt an unprecedented, mortal danger at that moment-their tightly contracted pupils, their terrified, uneasy eyes, their fear, their despair, their anxiety, their helpless roars!

Seeing this, Jun Wudao could not help but smile faintly, a smile both sinister and captivating. Then! He slowly raised his right hand, and the ten terrifying phantoms did the same. An indifferent voice emerged from his mouth:

"All ten directions... shall!"

Rumble!

Before he could finish speaking, at that very moment!

Thick, boundless storm clouds suddenly appeared in the firmament, piling up in layers and shrouding every direction. Thunder rumbled within them, and seven-colored light actually flashed out, as though the heavens were raging and roaring!

Endless thunderclouds churned ceaselessly, and seven-colored lightning roared without end. The power surging out swept across the eight wildernesses and six directions. Seven-colored lightning flashed in dazzling thunderbolts, and vast heavenly might spilled outward, spreading a million feet around and inspiring fear in the heart!

Hm?

"Is this a lightning tribulation?"

"Someone within the Star Divine Sect is undergoing a tribulation? Is it that sect-guarding existence who has yet to appear?"

At this sudden turn of events, Jun Wudao immediately furrowed his brows. Raising his dark eyes, he stared at the seven-colored lightning tribulation in the firmament, his gaze becoming incomparably grave. With a thought, the ten phantoms standing in ten directions instantly flew back and sank into the Soul Palaces, vanishing along with them!

Jun Wudao had never seen a lightning tribulation either. He had only read fragmentary descriptions in ancient texts!