Resolve Shaken, Preparing for the Tribulation
Her voice trembled, her eyes filled with disbelief. "Not only that, the Ten Thousand Souls Cave has also been completely defeated. Almost all the evil souls inside have been slaughtered, not a single one was spared. The entire Ten Thousand Souls Cave has been leveled, and the Luozhen Sect is already arranging for mortals to begin their return."
Haoyang was stroking the shaft of the Blazing Sun Divine Spear with his fingertips, golden flames flickering slowly between his fingers.
Upon hearing this, he paused, and the flame at the tip of his spear suddenly shot up half a foot high.
"Defeated? What do you mean by defeated? The Ten Thousand Souls Old Devil has lived for so long, and he's just going to die like this?"
"The Ten Thousand Souls Old Devil is indeed dead. I suspect he was killed by Immortal Artifact." Primordial Lord Bi Shui lowered her head.
The last sentence was like cold water thrown into a pot of boiling oil.
The twenty-odd deities inside the hall all paled, and whispers instantly broke out.
"The Ten Thousand Souls Old Devil is dead? That was High Antiquity, ferocious demon!"
"How is this possible? The Ten Thousand Souls Old Devil shouldn't be that weak!"
"Immortal Artifact... Is the power of Immortal Artifact really that great? Shouldn't the power of Immortal Artifact be suppressed to the greatest extent in the lower realm?"
"..."
The discussions weren't loud, but every word was jarring.
Haoyang's face darkened completely.
He suddenly raised his hand and slammed it onto the stone table beside him.
With a boom, the hard obsidian table instantly melted, turning into crimson magma that dripped down the corners of the table.
"Useless! A bunch of useless trash!" Haoyang's voice was filled with barely suppressed rage. He slammed the Blazing Sun Divine Spear into the ground, and a golden shockwave of flames swept outwards.
"The Ten Thousand Souls Old Devil has lived for tens of thousands of years, yet he couldn't even stop a junior at the Void Refinement Perfection?"
The hall fell silent instantly. The War God Xuanjie, lowered his head, his chest rising and falling slightly beneath his iron armor.
The Hundred Herbs Old Immortal stroked his beard, his brows furrowed, and remained silent.
Ling Taixuan stood at the end of the group of gods, barely daring to breathe, his back already soaked with cold sweat.
He knew in his heart that this plan had failed miserably.
The Ten Thousand Souls Cave lost three Lower God and suffered heavy losses among the disciples of the Primordial Beginning Dao Sect. Instead of holding back Li Yunjing, the Divine Seal of Creation fell completely into the Luozhen Sect.
This deal resulted in a complete financial loss.
"Speak up! Are you all mute?" Haoyang's gaze swept over the crowd, his imposing aura like a mountain.
The gods remained silent; things had come to this point, and nothing they said would make a difference.
At the back of the crowd, two Lower God who had recently joined the Heavenly Hao Alliance exchanged a quiet glance, both seeing wavering in each other's eyes.
There had been rumors that the chance of God-Slaying Tribulation Luozhen Sect.
Now that the Divine Seal of Creation has come knocking on our door, and the Ten Thousand Souls Cave plan has failed miserably, can we really survive by following Haoyang?
The moment the thought crossed their minds, they quickly suppressed it, not daring to think about it anymore.
But the seed in my heart has already been planted.
Not only them, but many Middle God also had their minds wavering.
Although Haoyang was strong, he suffered repeated losses at the hands of Li Yunjing.
In contrast, the Luozhen Sect possesses the Five Aggregates Cauldron, the Divine Seal of Creation, and ten Ancestral Vein, making its fortune exceptionally prosperous.
The superiority or inferiority is obvious at a glance.
Besides, Haoyang has a really bad temper.
Even though these Middle God had only followed Haoyang for a short time, they still found it hard to tolerate Haoyang temper.
But no one dared to provoke Haoyang at this time.
"Hmph." Haoyang snorted coldly, clearly sensing that the atmosphere was not right.
He suppressed his anger and said coldly, "It's just a temporary gain or loss. So what if the Divine Seal of Creation is located on Luozhen Mountain? Has it recognized a master? No! The artifact spirit is merely residing there temporarily. That junior, Li Yunjing, is not qualified to inherit the Divine Lord's lineage."
"The Ten Thousand Souls Cave has been defeated, but we'll think of another way. The God-Slaying Tribulation still has several years to go; we have plenty of time."
"I refuse to believe that Li Yunjing will always have such good luck."
Despite his strong words, Haoyang felt a heavy weight in his heart.
He knew that after this battle, the morale of the Heavenly Hao Alliance had been severely damaged.
Among the Rogue Cultivator and deities, it's likely that even more will flock to the Luozhen Sect.
"You may all leave. Recharge your energy and plan for the future." Haoyang waved his hand, his tone weary.
Everyone felt as if they had been granted a pardon and took their leave.
Primordial Lord Bi Shui walked last, and as she was about to leave the palace, she turned back to glance at Haoyang on the main seat.
The golden flames reflected on his somber face, flickering intermittently.
She sighed softly, then turned and left.
The temple in the Primordial Beginning Valley fell silent once more.
The oppressive atmosphere was like the calm before a storm.
But thousands of miles away at Luozhen Mountain, the scene is quite different.
Sunlight streamed through the windows of a side hall of the main Luozhen Grand Hall, illuminating the floor inside.
Li Yunjing and Wangshu sat facing each other, with several ancient books on the table.
"The Wind Tribulation is the foremost of the three tribulations, and it is the greatest test of one's foundation." Wangshu condensed a wisp of moonlight from her fingertips, outlining the contours of the three Wind Tribulation in the air.
"Ordinary cultivators undergoing Wind Tribulation are divided into three levels: Mortal Gang, Spirit Gang, and Divine Gang, each more dangerous than the last. With sufficient preparation, most can pass through safely."
"But the sect leader is different." She looked up at Li Yunjing, her tone grave. "The sect leader possesses profound Dao source, abundant fortune, and the blessing of the Five Aggregates Cauldron and the Divine Seal of Creation. The Tribulation Power he attracts will surely far exceed that of ordinary people, especially the third layer of Divine Soul Gang Wind, which will likely be several times stronger than that of ordinary cultivators. A slight misstep could result in damage to his divine soul."
Li Yunjing tapped his fingertips lightly on the table, listening quietly and nodding occasionally. He knew Wangshu was right.
The higher one's cultivation level and the deeper one's foundation, the more terrifying the tribulations will be.
This is the principle of balance between heaven and earth.
"I understand." Li Yunjing nodded slightly.
"Thank you for your clarification, Your Excellency. I will ponder the specific details further."
Wangshu rose and bowed slightly. "If the sect leader has any questions, please feel free to call me."
Having said that, the moonlight flashed and disappeared from the hall.
Li Yunjing stood up and walked to the window.
Looking calmly at the orderly sect below, he thought, "It's time to try to Tribulation Transcendence Wind Tribulation."
The next morning, an envoy from the Immortal Alliance suddenly arrived.
The visitor was a steward from the Immortal Alliance's External Affairs Hall, carrying a letter written in Wang Heng's own handwriting, as well as congratulatory gifts personally prepared by the Alliance Leader.
"Sect Leader Li, the Alliance Leader heard that you are about to Tribulation Transcendence, and specially ordered me to deliver a copy of ' The Essentials of the Wind Tribulation,' ten Soul-Protecting Jade, and three bottles of Soul-Stabilizing Pills." The steward bowed and handed over the gift list.
"The Alliance Leader said that Tribulation Transcendence is a major event. If the Sect Leader needs anything, he can simply send a message to the Immortal Alliance, and we will do our utmost to assist him."
Li Yunjing accepted the gift list and nodded slightly. "Thank you for your concern, Alliance Leader. Please convey my gratitude to you."
"This junior will certainly convey it." The steward respectfully withdrew.
After the messenger left, Li Yunjing picked up the "Essentials of the Wind Tribulation" from the table.
The pages are yellowed; it's an old, handwritten copy. The handwriting on the cover is vigorous and forceful.
Upon opening it, one finds it filled with detailed records of the experiences and insights of past generations of the Immortal Alliance elders in overcoming Wind Tribulation. From pre-tribulation preparations and responses during the tribulation to post-tribulation stabilization, every step is written in great detail, even outlining how to deal with various unexpected situations.
"This is a timely help; I didn't expect the Immortal Alliance to send such a generous gift." Li Yunjing closed the book, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.
With the High Antiquity experience of Wangshu, plus the summaries of the predecessors of the Immortal Alliance, the chances of surviving the Wind Tribulation have increased even more.
He stood up and strode forward. "Let's go to the training room."
After its reconstruction, the cultivation room was located above a branch of the earth's veins. It was originally the sect's highest-level secluded cultivation place, maintained year-round by array masters, and its Spiritual Qi concentration was eight times that of the outside world.