The Journey of Immortal Cultivation Chapter 513 - 297 Nangong Crossing Tribulation

She stopped speaking, feeling sowhat sad. The seemingly handso White Tiger, it turns out, was so calculating and profound; it appears that demons who have lived for tens of thousands of years should not be underestimated. What saddened her most was Changtian. How much must such a proud man pay to see so much of reality?

Qi Zai carried her silently on their journey.

Nangong Zhen’s Crossing Tribulation was about to begin. However, the number of tribulations, sothing that can only draw on the individual’s own sensory estimates to predict the approximate ti, cannot be as precisely asured as a stopwatch; therefore if she wanted to watch the entire live event, she would still need to arrive at the scene early to wait.

Heavenly Tribulation is the tribulation imposed on Cultivators, marking the watershed between success and ultimate sacrifice. No matter how powerful the backing sect is, the individual undergoing the tribulation must endure it alone, otherwise the tribulation’s wrath extends to the sect, increasing its power by at least a hundredfold. At least in this respect, the Heavenly Dao is relatively fair; otherwise, if prestigious sects were to use their full strength to aid an individual in crossing the tribulation, the success rate would be much higher, far safer and more comfortable than those from smaller and lesser sects.

For the sake of Guangcheng Palace, Nangong Zhen would never undergo the tribulation within the sect. But Changtian knew where to find Nangong Zhen—he wouldn’t be too far from Guangcheng Palace, because regardless of success, every experience of witnessing a Crossing Tribulation is extrely precious, and it is sothing that disciples of Guangcheng Palace cannot miss. Don’t forget, the entirety of Guangcheng Palace is now sealed, and the disciples cannot leave.

Besides, although Crossing Tribulation is not like a burial that strictly requires selecting an auspicious site, having a flat terrain is always necessary, isn’t it? A broad view is always necessary, isn’t it? Convenience for setting up arrays is always needed, isn’t it? However, the high mountains abound near Guangcheng Palace, and after much consideration, the only suitable place is the massive valley to the west.

Qi Zai flew only for a short while before arriving at the destination. It was the fragrant July, the usually uninhabited Wild Valley blossod like a tapestry, adows lush as carpets, an indescribable surge of vitality throughout. Unfortunately, in no more than a day, this place would face the bombardnt of Heavenly Thunder.

Qi Zai dared not fly too close and alighted a few miles from the valley, proceeding the rest of the way on foot. A person about to undergo tribulation is more vigilant than an injured wild wolf, and she did not want to attract unnecessary trouble.

Ning Xiaoxian found a big tree that several people could embrace together and quietly climbed into its shade, bringing Tu Jin out from the God Demon Prison. His face was still a little pale, but he wouldn’t miss such a rare opportunity of a great power undergoing tribulation no matter what.

This place was more than five hundred feet above the valley floor, sufficiently far to remain unseen by Nangong Zhen. Although they knew each other, how could she explain her inexplicable departure from Guangcheng Palace’s Mountain Protection Array without wasting words?

From her position, the valley floor looked very flat; Nangong Zhen seed to have cleansed himself ritually, dressed in purple robes, with his white hair neatly gathered behind him with a high crown. Even from such a distance, she could feel his profound and tranquil aura, as if an unfathomable abyss. Standing alone in the vast valley, he stood out unmistakably as the main character.

However, Changtian slowly shook his head: "Nangong Zhen’s ntal state is unstable at the mont; otherwise, why would he leak his aura?" In the Transcendence Tribulation Stage, a Cultivator’s bodily functions are nearly "leakless," and if they desire, not a bit of life force or aura should escape. But with the impending Heavenly Tribulation, White Tiger and Yin Jiu You have just escaped; as the Sect Leader of Guangcheng Palace, how could he not be troubled or worried? He’s the sort of person who insists on handling Sect affairs personally, as he complained during their ti at Lake Heart Island.

Ning Xiaoxian dared not look further. Sensing by these great powers was very sharp; a few more glances, and Nangong Zhen might detect her presence. Changtian, however, smiled: "No harm. There are countless mountain spirits and ghosts spying today, and about two hundred feet from you, a Ju Mang Beast is hidden in the grass. Nangong Zhen knows there are many onlookers today, but he can’t afford to pay attention now. With the Thunder Prison upon him during tribulation, he doesn’t fear any sneak attacks."

Nangong Zhen took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly and loudly, his voice echoing like a resounding yell across the wilds, unceasingly lingering on. This long yell lasted as long as it takes to drink a cup of tea; after the sound faded, Nangong Zhen’s face regained a calm and undisturbed expression, serene as still water. He sat down cross-legged on the spot, eyes lightly closed, his whole deanor receded, no longer the prominent presence in the valley, seemingly rging with heaven and earth.