Chapter 6594 Undergoing Tribulation
Endless tribulation clouds gathered above them, brewing with violent killing intent.
Other than the Dragonblood Legion and the Hidden Dragon Legion, everyone else tensed. That was especially true for the original devil race, the Four Cardinal Alliance, the Lightning Falcon race, and the others.
For them, undergoing tribulation together was suicide. Collective tribulation was something only a few would attempt, and even then only with specialized cultivation methods or under desperate circumstances.
After all, collective tribulation not only increased the strength of a heavenly tribulation—it also introduced unpredictable variables. The more people undergoing tribulation together, the more dangerous it was.
Now tens of millions stood beneath the clouds. By their common sense, this was mass suicide. But since Long Chen was calling the shots, they listened to him regardless of their own thoughts.
The tribulation had yet to even start, but a will of annihilation had filled the air, making them feel like their own will would crumble.
But seeing Long Chen, the Dragonblood Legion, and the Hidden Dragon Legion acting so calm and casual, they felt slightly comforted.
As the tribulation clouds gathered, everyone could sense a terrifying power brewing inside of them.
Long Chen announced, “Great heroic spirits of the nine heavens, your ancestors are undergoing tribulation here! Please bestow your blessing upon us! As for the discarnate spirits of the outsider devils, let them merge into this heavenly tribulation. Do not hinder them. You fought to the death for the nine heavens, and even after dying, you never retreated. You are the eternal heroes of our world!
“Today, the new generation of heroes will undergo tribulation here so that our seniors can finally rest. Leave the nine heavens to us. And to the spirits of those outsider devils... allow us to repay your blood debt.”
Long Chen’s voice echoed throughout the heaven region’s battlefield. As he spoke, motes of light appeared in the sky. Every mote of light seemed to contain a blurry figure, who was bidding this world a final farewell.
Seeing this, everyone felt a wave of emotion. Even after death, their wills had persisted and fought for countless years. How much resolve did it take to endure for so long?
Amongst these shining figures were humans, demons, devils, and even those from the Blood race and Spirit race. At this moment, they no longer differentiated anyone by race. Their light fell upon everyone equally.
A gentle flame wrapped itself around every cultivator. It was a final gift, a protective blessing that would shield both body and soul when the tribulation descended.
This was the final bit of power left behind by their ancestors, who had personally molded it into armor for them.
Unable to hold back, many experts started to weep. This was another kind of inheritance. Their ancestors had passed on everything they had to them.
The flames grew stronger. However, the Dragonblood warriors used their dragon blood to reject this blessing, letting more of it nourish the weaker allies.
Sensing this, those weaker disciples trembled. Even after their ancestors had blessed them, the Dragonblood Legion continued to look after them.
In this world, the strong devoured the weak, and the so-called heavenly geniuses would consume all available fortune. Yet, peerless heroes like the Dragonblood warriors were willingly giving this priceless blessing away.
Seeing such magnanimity, how could these weaker disciples not be loyal to them for eternity?
Previously, they had only followed their leaders and supported Long Chen due to their hot-bloodedness. But after their blood cooled off, fear crept back in, and they started questioning themselves. They didn’t know why they had charged forward so recklessly while knowing they could die.
But now, they finally realized why they had chosen to follow him.
Lightning crackled in the sky. The will of annihilation was growing frantically.
Within the tribulation clouds, they saw countless figures devouring energy. Without the heroic spirits of the nine heavens stopping them, the outsider devils’ discarnate spirits were free of all restrictions. As they devoured the power of this tribulation, their silhouettes grew clearer.
The heavenly tribulation had now become an incubator for these outsider devils. Their true forms quickly manifested until there was a massive army in the clouds.
A torrent of lightning finally fell from the tribulation clouds. Those outsider devils also came charging down, lightning flickering all over them.
“Wow, that’s good stuff!”
Green Old Sixth squealed with excitement. It spread its wings to fly up, only for Long Chen to grab it by the neck.
The parrot was outraged and about to curse Long Chen when he scolded, “The true tribulation hasn’t started yet. The big fish is still waiting. Are you going to fight with these disciples over scraps? Have some dignity!”
The parrot squinted at him. “You’re not lying to me, right? This tribulation contains what I need most. It’s vital to my recovery.”
Long Chen matched its suspicious stare. “So you mean only my heavenly tribulation has what you need most?”
Green Old Sixth instantly realized it had misspoken and coughed.
“Haha, since we’re good brothers, I’ll... wait a bit.”
Just then, those lightning-wreathed outsider devils fell upon everyone.
“Ancestors of the nine heavens, we won’t let you down! You could kill them once, and we can kill them again!”
Many of those outsider devils were quickly cut down. They transformed into lightning runes, and their impurities were burned away by the flames before everyone absorbed their essence. Power poured into their bodies, uplifting their souls and nourishing their law runes.
Suddenly, another wave of lightning came crashing down. Gu Yang and the others’ hearts tensed.
“That’s fast!”
The first wave had just arrived. And a few breaths later, the second wave descended.
In the first wave, those outsider devils were all half-step Sovereign Lords. But now, they were true Sovereign Lords.
“Kill!”
Having the protection of the blessing flame, these disciples fearlessly attacked.
But even before the second wave clashed with them, the third wave was already descending from the tribulation clouds.
“Boss, something’s wrong!”
Guo Ran’s expression was grave. He slowly took out his crossbow and entered his combat state.