Tribulation's Sweet Rain
Sang Ying had never experienced such pain all over her body after undergoing a tribulation.
Normally, the rain that falls after a tribulation would nourish all things and repair Sang Ying's body, which had been damaged by heavenly lightning. But this time, even after the tribulation clouds had dispersed, no rain fell for a long time.
The power emanating from the Dragon Abyss Sword within her body constantly clashed and fought with the heavenly lightning, seemingly turning her meridians into a battlefield, causing her immense discomfort.
Sang Ying knew this was Divine Power, but her body was still within the realm of humanity. How could a mortal wield divine power?
Sang Ying endured the pain and walked out of the mountain peak that had been flattened by the heavenly lightning, unleashing her power to freeze the surrounding dust into ice beads.
These phenomena were not a good thing in Sang Ying's eyes. She took a few steps forward, until she could just see Haohe and the others clearly, and then stopped.
"Senior, I can't control myself..." Before she could finish her sentence, a trickle of blood spilled from Sang Ying's lips.
Her internal organs were both shattered and healed by this power.
It took Sang Ying all her strength to manage to utter those few words.
No wonder when she said she wanted to become a god, everyone advised her to think it through. It turns out that just because you complete all the tasks and become Demigod doesn't mean you can use this power at will.
It's too late to know now, and Sang Ying is unwilling to give up this hard-won Divine Power. Even if the pain is unbearable, she is determined to tame this power and make it her own!
Haohe was well aware of the consequences, but he hadn't expected that even Sang Ying, the Child of the Heavenly Dao, would receive no preferential treatment. In fact, because the power she wielded was too great, she suffered even more than the Demigod of the past.
"Sit cross-legged!" Haohe first raised his hand and set up several layers of barriers, trapping Sang Ying and the ice beads inside.
This action was not to protect Sang Ying, but to protect themselves.
Despite the seemingly insane madness of these Fallen Gods and divine beasts, and their apparent ability to easily annihilate a fallen Devil God beast, Haohe companions knew perfectly well that they were nothing more than paper tigers.
The heavenly lightning summoned by Sang Ying can bring the Gods and Devils Ravine back to the mortal world. After being tempered by this heavenly lightning, the energy within Sang Ying's body is no longer something they can withstand.
If Sang Ying loses control and this power is unleashed in its entirety, these Fallen Gods will likely suffer as well.
Inside the barrier, Sang Ying no longer had time to ponder Haohe's intentions. She felt as if she was about to explode, and even sitting cross-legged was done with extreme care.
The sweat pouring down her body almost soaked through Sang Ying's robes. Suddenly, the Dragon Abyss Sword revealed dozens of sword shadows that swirled around Sang Ying, protecting her tightly, as if worried that someone outside might harm her.
Upon witnessing this scene, Lan Tingjue suddenly smiled, "This sword is quite loyal. Why do I smell a Dragon Race's aura about it?"
He spoke to Qing Mingfeng, who readily explained things to him. The Fallen Gods present learned more about Sang Ying and instantly became even more curious about this extraordinary chosen Child of the Heavenly Dao.
Seeing that Sang Ying had already assumed the posture, Haohe He advised her, "Don't be afraid of the pain. If you don't suppress the Divine Power now, you'll be constantly controlled by it in the future. It's better to endure the pain today than to suffer it every day later!"
"Mobilize the Spiritual Qi in your Dantian, gather your Divine Power, and let all the meridians in your body obey your commands!"
Haohe spoke while Sang Ying did the work.
Haohe was right. These Divine Power seemed to have been forced into her body by the Dragon Abyss Sword, completely disobeying her commands. They continued to rampage through her meridians.
Sang Ying refused to become a slave to Divine Power. She gritted her teeth, even though her mouth was full of blood, and insisted on circulating her Spiritual Qi throughout her body to subdue the Divine Power within her little by little.
If Divine Power doesn't listen to her advice, she'll use her Spiritual Power to fight! She can't defeat a large number of Divine Power, but can't she defeat them in small groups?
Those outside the barrier could only see bulges on Sang Ying's body, one here, another there.
Only Sang Ying herself knew that she had turned her body into a battlefield, determined to subdue these Divine Power that caused her so much pain!
Sang Ying sat there for half a month. During that time, not only Haohe came to give her advice, but even Wentian Qingluan, whom Sang Ying had never met before, took the initiative to help her solve her confusion.
Sang Ying gradually transformed the Divine Power into her own, like grinding soybeans to make soy milk, while the ice beads surrounding her shattered one by one as she slowly withdrew her power.
This time, however, it shattered, but there was no sign of it leaking out.
This put everyone at ease. They believed that as long as Sang Ying persisted, she would definitely be able to completely subdue this power.
As a result, even more Fallen Gods and divine beasts who had regained their sanity were waiting outside the barrier. They were eager to make contact with these Child of the Heavenly Dao knew the situation outside and wanted to know what the situation was like in the Upper Realm and Lower Realm.
And they waited for more than half a month.
On the day Sang Ying completely absorbed the Divine Power, the outside of the Gods and Devils Ravine was still bathed in bright sunshine. The ice beads beside her were almost completely shattered, and protected by the barrier, the overflowing power of Sang Ying did not harm the Fallen Gods.
They didn't sense Sang Ying gradually reducing her aura; they only saw a golden phantom projected from Sang Ying, a gigantic figure almost taller than the Gods and Devils Ravine.
The woman in armor held a sword whose shape was indistinct. Her face was hidden in the golden light, yet she appeared to be a heroic and beautiful woman.
She held the sword hilt with both hands, pressing the longsword down in front of her, like a solemn and majestic deity guarding Sang Ying behind her.
As another surge of energy erupted from Sang Ying's body, the enormous phantom suddenly drew its longsword and swung it fiercely in front of it.
Wherever the sword's shadow passed, a hurricane swept through, and the flying sand obscured everyone's view.
The accumulated Demonic Qi within the Gods and Devils Ravine was swept away, and all the Fallen Gods and divine beasts felt as if their shackles had been severed at that moment.
Haohe, standing at the very front, even felt that he was now safe and sound enough to leave the Gods and Devils Ravine!
This feeling wasn't unique to him; it was shared by others as well.
But they dared not say more, and could only continue to look at the female cultivator in the barrier after the storm subsided. The golden phantom behind the female cultivator slowly disappeared after this sword strike, and her dissipated body turned into a golden rain, which fell all over the entire Gods and Devils Ravine.
Even the land in those crevices was not overlooked.
The Heart Devil Mirror, which had long since broken free from Qing Mingfeng, couldn't help but jump out, recklessly welcoming the arrival of the rain.
Only at this moment did they clearly realize that this was the timely rain that had been more than half a month late in helping them overcome their tribulation!