"Divine Lord... things seem... to be taking a bad turn..."
Xu Cang sensed the movement of the tribulation arts as he spoke. "That blade's aura... is growing weaker..."
"True gold must withstand the furnace. His blade isn't meant for chopping melons and vegetables. It must sever the shackles binding countless souls within the Canglan Righteous Path. If it can't endure this mere tribulation fire, there's nothing more to discuss. This ends here."
Whenever a Tribulation Crossing reached such a critical point, Chen Yang's resolve was unwavering.
He could, of course, join forces with Xu Cang to dispel Yang Lingrui's tribulation. For the two of them, it would be a trivial matter.
But if he did, the Soul-Severing Karma Cut would never undergo this tempering. All the efforts of the righteous Dao Venerables and Yang Lingrui would ultimately dissolve like bubbles.
Hearing this, Xu Cang said no more. He continued watching from the sidelines with Chen Yang.
As the crimson molten fire shrank to ten feet across, every trace of the lightning-forged blades within it faded away. Only a faint aura of the Killing Dao lingered, barely clinging to life.
At the same time, the Soul Law Spirit grew ever more excited. A vast fog once again blotted out the sky and swept across the entire airspace.
But just then, the mass of molten fire that should have kept contracting gave a violent shudder and began to shake without cease.
The change stopped the Soul Law Spirit in its tracks. Then it sensed the aura of the Ghost-Head Long Saber inside the fire surge as though it had struck bottom and rebounded.
Crack!
Crack, crack, crack...
Conspicuous fissures spread across the fireball, and the thing encased within absorbed all the immense heat of the Redfire Tribulation.
Before the Soul Law Spirit