Facing the Thunder TribulationJ

At Origin Mall, Luo Chuan and Yao Ziyan gazed at the ominous vision unfolding in the sky.

"Dark clouds gathering, thunder descending… Could it be that someone is attempting to endure a tribulation here?" Yao Ziyan asked, her voice laced with curiosity.

Luo Chuan nodded. "It seems so. Judging by the intensity, this is a Thunder Tribulation at the eight grade of Pathseeker. Someone is making their breakthrough."

Earlier that morning, Mr. Bai had purchased the Jade Nectar Dew. Luo Chuan had guessed it was intended to restore his vitality and aid in breaking through. However, he hadn't anticipated that Mr. Bai would act so hastily.

"Boss, are you going to take a look?" Yao Ziyan's eyes sparkled with excitement. She was eager to witness the tribulation of a human powerhouse.

Luo Chuan considered her suggestion for a moment before shaking his head. "It's just a small tribulation. Nothing worth seeing."

He knew the location of the Thunder Tribulation was beyond his shop's protective range of ten kilometers. For his own safety, he decided not to investigate further.

To Yao Ziyan, however, Luo Chuan's dismissal seemed like an expression of superiority.

"Of course," she thought, "to someone as powerful as the boss, a Pathseeker's Thunder Tribulation would indeed seem insignificant."

Nodding in agreement, she said, "Then I won't go either. Boss, I'll head back to challenge the Tower of Trials."

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In Nine Stars City

The vision in the sky had drawn countless cultivators to the city streets. The reaction among them varied widely.

Many confident in their strength took to the skies, flying toward the source of the Thunder Tribulation.

When they arrived, they were surprised to find the tribulation looming above none other than the imperial tomb of the Heavenly Star Empire.

"Could it be… a new peak Pathseeker in the imperial family?"

This possibility stunned the onlookers.

The Heavenly Star Emperor Ji Wuhui was already a peerless Pathseeker at the ninth rank. If another peak Pathseeker had emerged within the empire, its influence and deterrent power would undoubtedly rise to new heights.

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Under the Tribulation Clouds

Mr. Bai stood beyond the protective formation of the imperial tomb. Beneath the dark, churning clouds, he faced the impending Thunder Tribulation.

The violent winds tore at his robes, yet he remained unshaken, his eyes fixed on the heavens above, filled with determination.

The gathered cultivators whispered amongst themselves, their voices carrying both awe and confusion.

"Is that… Mr. Bai?"

"Impossible. Isn't Mr. Bai supposed to be on the verge of death? This person looks no older than fifty!"

"Wait! Could it be… has Mr. Bai obtained a treasure that restored his vitality?"

"But… does anyone else smell that faint aroma? It's like the wine fragrance we sensed in Nine Stars City some time ago."

"Now that you mention it… yes, I do!"

Mr. Bai's name carried weight across the empire and neighboring lands. His strength was well known, and his imminent demise had been a widely accepted fact.

But now, the man before them was transformed—vital, youthful, and exuding a powerful aura that was unmistakable.

It was clear to everyone: Mr. Bai had acquired something extraordinary, a treasure capable of replenishing vitality.

Their gazes flickered with various emotions—desire, envy, and even fear.

Yet, despite their curiosity, none dared to approach.

Entering the range of a Thunder Tribulation was an unthinkable risk. The tribulation did not discriminate—anyone stepping into its domain would face its wrath. The stronger the cultivator, the more devastating the attack.

No one was foolish enough to endure the punishment of the heavens for no reason.

Legends spoke of ancient figures who tempered their bodies using the power of Thunder Tribulations, wielding the forces of heaven and earth to strengthen themselves. But those were tales of a bygone era.

In the present age, no one dared to attempt such a feat. Ordinary cultivators could barely escape the wrath of the heavens, let alone channel it into their bodies.

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Mr. Bai stood unmoving, his figure resolute against the backdrop of swirling thunderclouds.

The tribulation was about to descend, and he would face it head-on.