Ascension Day

The old man in white coughed up blood and collapsed, utterly weakened.

Da Zhong jumped in fright. 'A top-tier expert, grievously wounded and brought to the brink of death in a mere instant!'

The sorrowful-faced old man and the red-robed woman were alarmed and quickly shouted, "Stop! We mean you no harm! We're trying to sever his connection to the Celestial Tribulation! If we don't, he'll drag us all down with him to a fate Beyond Redemption!"

In just those few short moments, the Celestial Tribulation Divine Power Xu Ying was comprehending had already begun to expand, reaching the edge of Zhou Qiyun's own Celestial Tribulation.

The two tribulation clouds, one large and one small, showed signs of merging. At the edge of the larger cloud, furious energy transformed into lightning that poured its power into the smaller one.

Xu Ying's small tribulation cloud looked as if it was about to ignite. Lightning crackled and exploded continuously within it, its presence growing ever more immense.

A turbulent aura erupted from Xu Ying, and his robes whipped about wildly.

Below the clouds, everyone on Wuyang Mountain felt an immense pressure weighing down on them. They all had the same dreadful premonition: if the two tribulation clouds merged, their doom would be sealed.

The Guo Family Ancestor suddenly waved his wide sleeve and cried out, "This is no place to linger! Let's go!"

He swept up Guo Xiaodie and shot away, moving with the speed of a striking thunderbolt!

The ancestors and mysterious masters from the other great Noble Families could no longer restrain themselves. Forcibly suppressing the terror that gripped their very souls, they grabbed the disciples of their respective families and fled in a panic, not daring to linger for a single moment.

"Hee-haw! Hee-haw—"

The donkey brought by the Zhu Family Ancestor was frantic with terror. It brayed as it galloped wildly, "Wait for me! Hee-haw—"

"Ancestor, let's have donkey meat when we get back!"

"Yes! We'll eat when we get back!"

The small tribulation cloud in the sky had already expanded to be dozens of miles wide, drawing even more power from the larger cloud!

KRA-KOOM! A deep, deafening peal of thunder rumbled from within the storm clouds.

The young woman, Qing Bi, felt her heart pound in her chest. Her Cultivation had already reached the Ascension Stage, but she didn't dare attempt Ascension and was actively hiding from her own Celestial Tribulation. Now, she could feel her personal Tribulation stirring, on the verge of being triggered by the chaos!

Alarmed and uncertain, she stopped trying to block the sorrowful-faced old man.

The sorrowful-faced old man shouted, "If we don't seal his power now, we'll all die! Act!"

He and the red-robed woman steeled themselves, each channeling their Primordial Spirit. With intense concentration, they jabbed their fingers toward points all over Xu Ying's body.

The white-haired old man, despite having three bloody holes punctured through his torso and being grievously wounded, was broken in body but not in spirit. He struggled to his feet, covered in blood, and roused his Primordial Spirit. He jabbed his fingers at Xu Ying again and again, coordinating perfectly with the other two.

As the trio's Finger Power struck home, the large and small tribulation clouds in the sky began to drift apart. The cloud hanging over Wuyang Mountain also started to shrink, gradually returning to its original size.

The turbulent aura around Xu Ying gradually subsided, losing its terrifying edge.

The sense of inescapable doom that had been pressing down on everyone's hearts slowly faded. Those who were fleeing paused, full of doubt and uncertainty, feeling as though they had narrowly escaped disaster.

The Yin Court Emperor made a soft sound of surprise. He looked toward Xu Ying and mused in a low voice, "How can he possibly wield the power of a Celestial Tribulation? Who in the world is he? Is he really just a Snake Catcher from Lingling? And those people with him..."

He looked toward the sorrowful-faced old man and his companions, his heart filled with shock.

He had never seen these people before, but their power felt utterly unfathomable.

The sorrowful-faced old man suddenly sensed trouble and said in a low voice, "Our actions drew too much attention. Let's go before we invite more trouble."

He and the red-robed woman supported the white-haired old man. With a single leap, they jumped into the Cyan Netherworld and vanished without a trace.

Da Zhong hurriedly asked, "Qing Bi, do you have any idea where those three came from? Qing Bi?"

But the young woman, Qing Bi, had vanished at some point. Even the Black Coffin that had been suppressing her was gone.

Seeing this, the Yin Court Emperor immediately ordered in a low voice, "Prepare the carriage. We are returning to the Underworld!"

The host of Ghost Kings lifted the sarcophagus, placed it in the Emperor's Chariot, and descended the mountain. At the bank of the Naihe River, they boarded a Tower Ship, which then sailed off and vanished into the river's mists.

Xu Ying's aura finally stabilized. He said to Da Zhong, "Lord Zhong, just now, I think I felt myself merging with the Celestial Tribulation. It was like I reached its very center and became the Celestial Tribulation itself."

He was quite excited. "I saw Zhou Qiyun Crossing the Tribulation, along with the three hundred and sixty Celestial Gods. I could sense every single person's Tribulation, and I even felt like I could bring calamities down upon them. It was as if I'd become the Celestial Dao itself."

Da Zhong was stunned, a wave of fear washing over it in hindsight.

"Just as I was about to give it a try, some force pulled me back."

Xu Ying sounded quite regretful. Suddenly, he looked around Wuyang Mountain and asked in confusion, "Hey, where did everyone go?"

Wuyang Mountain was now a chaotic mess. Only Yuan Qi and the brothers, Niu Zhen and Niu Qian, remained. Everyone else had vanished into thin air.

Meanwhile, Zhou Qiyun's Celestial Tribulation was also finally drawing to a close.