Over Prince Xuan’s Mansion, streams of Spiritual Power as thick as an arm tore through the space like silver dragons, rampant and unchecked.
The entire space was bitten into spatial rifts.
The spatial undulations reached the Prince Xuan’s Mansion below.
"You really know how to pick your timing!"
...
Under the pitch-black night sky.
Chen Xuan stood in mid-air.
Gazing at the raging silver Spiritual Power in front of him, his expression was grave.
These streams of Spiritual Power were already no weaker than his own.
And they are this strong without having reached the Dao Realm.
The magnitude of the Spirit Tribulation can be imagined.
Because of this, he instructed the won not to co here.
"Is that child about to undergo a Realm Breakthrough?"
At this ti, Tang Gu arrived by his side.
Seeing the silvery Spiritual Power, his old eyes were filled with shock, but even more so, envy.
Of course, there was also so helplessness.
Even as soone at the Dao Realm, his Spiritual Power wasn’t this strong, not even half as strong.
One can imagine the psychological gap this would cause.
"Perhaps this is what you call a genius?"
Murmuring inwardly.
"Hmm!"
Chen Xuan nodded slightly, then turned to him, "It’s better for you to leave here, old man."
"Why? Can’t the old man take a look?"
Tang Gu asked, puzzled.
"The power of this Spirit Tribulation might be greater than mine back then, afraid you can’t bear the pressure it generates!"
"What?"
Tang Gu exclaid, "Even greater than yours back then?"
He truly found this hard to believe.
"Compared to Luan Ying, my Spirit Cultivation talent is quite diocre."
Chen Xuan said blandly.
Yet these words struck Tang Gu’s heart like a heavy blow.
Him being diocre?
Then what does that make an old guy like him?
A waste?!
"Sigh, leaving, leaving, being with such monsters makes want to die."
Shaking his head, he stepped away one step at a ti from mid-air, his back looking very lancholic.
Chen Xuan had no ti to bother with him now, his gaze once again turned to the room where Luan Ying was secluded.
And so, one day passed.
The Spirit Tribulation did not appear!
Two days!
The Spirit Tribulation still did not appear.
But at this ti over Prince Xuan’s Mansion, hundreds of violent streams of Spiritual Power had already ford, and their power was now a notch stronger than before.
"Damn, if this keeps up, Prince Xuan’s Mansion will be destroyed."
At this mont, Chen Xuan couldn’t help but curse.
Had he not fully activated the Array and isolated this space with his Spiritual Power,
Prince Xuan’s Mansion would have long ceased to exist.
Yet, at this ti, he was looking at the room where Luan Ying was cultivating with a complex expression.
Worry filled his heart.
"Lady Luan, my lady, you’re playing it a bit big, your husband truly can’t hold on."
A bitter smile appeared on his face.
If this keeps on, he really couldn’t make a move.
It’s not that he feared death, he simply shouldn’t make a move, or else the Spirit Tribulation could pulverize their divine souls to bits.
The morning of the third day.
The sun barely peeked out, with the dawn not yet appearing.
"Rumble rumble...."
A series of booming sounds ca from the void, and the slightly bright sky darkened again.
The entire Moran City beca oppressed.
Half an hour later!
The Spirit Tribulation began to brew.
An intangible pressure suddenly appeared above Prince Xuan’s Mansion.
"What a terrifying pressure!"
At this mont, Chen Xuan’s complexion changed.
Then streams of Spiritual Power extended out, instantly enveloping the entire Prince Xuan’s Mansion.
If he didn’t intervene, aside from a few individuals, everyone below would struggle to withstand this pressure.
After doing all this, he looked up towards the Spirit Tribulation in the void.
It was about to take shape.
The next mont, his eyes shone blue brightly, as he exerted his Telepathy fully.
Instantly penetrating the outer Spirit Tribulation to see inside.
"There’s a bead!"
Chen Xuan saw it clearly, a bright red orb, emanating dazzling red light.
"Husband, I’m fine."
At this mont, Luan Ying’s voice ca to his ear.
Very confident.
"Are you sure? Shall I intervene?"
"No!"
Luan Ying imdiately refused because she knew, once Chen Xuan intervened, the power of the Spirit Tribulation would multiply several tis.
Then it would truly be precarious.
"Husband, you must not intervene!"
"Just watch."
"Watch shatter the Spirit Tribulation!"
This statent made Chen Xuan wonder if she had gone mad, or was just boasting.
Too arrogant!
"Just pass the Spirit Tribulation safely!"
Chen Xuan advised her.
"Don’t worry, I won’t joke with my life."
"Hmm!"
Chen Xuan didn’t transmit further, fearing it would disturb her.
An hour later!
The entire sky turned pitch black.
"Boom!"
A blood-red beam of light slowly descended from the void.
"So strong!"
Even from a hundred ters away from the beam, the divine soul within her sea of consciousness felt stifled.
Chen Xuan looked with concern towards Luan Ying’s direction.
"You must withstand it!"
He murmured softly.
Seeing this power... he really couldn’t intervene, unless... his gaze looked at the Spirit Tribulation in the void, planning to directly enter the Spirit Tribulation to destroy that orb.
But... that might not be so easy either.
A mont later!
The blood-red beam directly pierced through the rooftop into Luan Ying’s cultivation room.
At this mont, Chen Xuan’s Telepathy was pushed to its limits.
Fixating on Luan Ying.
If she couldn’t withstand it, even if difficult, he’d enter the Spirit Tribulation to destroy that orb.
"So effortless?"
Chen Xuan was greatly surprised.
Because at this mont, there was no change in Luan Ying’s expression at all.
Ti flowed slowly, yet her expression remained unchanged.
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