The sound of the dragon’s roar instantly reverberated throughout the heavens and earth.
The immense sense of oppression intensified once again.
At Wuzhi Peak, even the Tribulation Transcendence cultivators like Zuo Yingchun, Tuo Ba Qi Yue, and the others had to circulate their spiritual power to resist the enormous pressure.
Lin Miaoxue, seeing this scene, trembled and said, “The tribulation has transformed into a dragon?”
Upon hearing these words,
Everyone present was confused.
They quickly asked, “What does 'tribulation transforming into a dragon' mean?”
As a reincarnated immortal, Zuo Yingchun's expression darkened as she solemnly explained, "The heavenly tribulation is a trial imposed by heaven and earth upon cultivators.
The stronger the cultivator, the stronger the tribulation.
Tribulations also come in different levels.
Until now, everyone believed that golden tribulation thunder was the strongest.
What they didn’t know was that in ancient times, when the tribulation thunder transformed into a dragon, that was the most powerful tribulation.
This kind of tribulation only exists in legends.
Even I, have never seen it before!"
Lin Miaoxue nodded.
She had also read about this in ancient texts.
Tribulation transforming into a dragon, something that happens once in ten thousand years.
A real life-or-death challenge!
Tuo Ba Qi Yue's face became extremely serious.
“So, based on what you're saying... Is this not dangerous for my husband?”
“No, I must go and help him!”
Yin Fei Jing didn’t speak but immediately prepared to fly.
However, she was stopped by Zuo Yingchun raising her hand.
“None of you are allowed to go!”
“During a cultivator’s tribulation, the greatest taboo is interference.
The tribulation is the wrath of heaven and earth.
Once heaven detects help, its power will multiply several times!
If you go now, you won’t be helping, you’ll be harming him!”
Yun Ciwu clenched her fists tightly.
She said in a deep voice, “Are we just supposed to stand here and watch? Do nothing?”
Lin Miaoxue slowly spoke, “There is nothing else we can do!”
Bu Lingfei, Xie Muling, and the others were extremely anxious.
But having heard these words, they too felt powerless.
On the other side,
Under the vortex, Ye Yu also sensed the unusual nature of the heavenly tribulation above.
His expression became strange.
Having simulated so many dream scenarios,
Ye Yu wasn’t unfamiliar with tribulations.
Except for the first tribulation, when he was a bit nervous,
The others were dealt with with complete calm.
In fact, to him,
A tribulation was just a lightning strike.
What was there to worry about?
But this time, it seemed completely different!
How could the tribulation transform into a dragon’s head?
This terrifying pressure
Surpassed the combined power of all previous tribulations.
What should he do?
Ye Yu turned his head to glance at Wuzhi Peak, which was less than thirty miles away.
No, it’s too close.
According to the usual tribulation patterns,
After the tribulation ends,
The surrounding several hundred miles would become scorched earth.
Everything would be destroyed.
And this tribulation is so powerful.
If it strikes, it could very well destroy Wuzhi Peak.
This cannot happen.
If Master Hong Lian comes back and finds Wuzhi Peak gone,
With her temper, there will certainly be an uproar.
Ye Yu didn’t want to see such a scene.
Since this is the case, he had no choice but to give it his all!
Ye Yu raised his right hand.
A dark-colored sword appeared in his palm.
This sword was the superior-grade spiritual weapon Feather Butterfly that was forged for him by the Matriarch Zhu Diezhen of the Ten Thousand Souls Hall.
As it appeared,
Ye Yu’s aura suddenly changed dramatically.
The sword intent around him soared instantly.
The sound of the sword’s cry echoed across a hundred miles.
Even Qingyun Sect’s disciples could hear the clear ringing of the sword.
In this moment,
Ye Yu seemed like a sword immortal descending upon the world.
He used all his power to wield the Haoran Heart Sword.
With a single sword slash, he cut toward the sky.
It was so simple,
The movement was extremely slow.
It didn’t trigger any unusual phenomena in the world.
To outsiders, it seemed like the starting move of a sword technique.
But in the next second,
The world fell silent.
The sword’s cry and the dragon’s roar disappeared altogether.
After three breaths,
The enormous dragon head in the sky shattered piece by piece.
Golden light flickered.
In the blink of an eye,
The hundred-foot dragon head disappeared.
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