In the depths of the Hao Yang Palace within the Chaotic Sacred Land, a youth of refined elegance and composed demeanor sat cross-legged at the center of a spirit gathering formation, absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy.
After a considerable time, the youth had absorbed all the ambient spiritual energy, his aura soaring to its peak.
A power that suppressed all things surged from the youth.
"Rumble!!!"
Moments later, a vast expanse of lightning and terrifying roars erupted above the Hao Yang Palace.
The youth, imbued with an unparalleled chaotic power, his eyes unfathomably deep, then charged directly into the tribulation clouds in the sky.
Instantly, a fierce cacophony of thunder and collisions echoed above the Hao Yang Palace.
The tribulation clouds, spanning thousands of miles, threatened to obliterate the entire space.
Yet, the figure in the sky, much like a peerless chaotic demon god, relentlessly struck at the surrounding lightning tribulations.
Those terrifying tribulations, capable of destroying all, were, in the youth's hands, like tofu, easily shattered, countless spiritual energies rippling outwards.
However, the heavenly tribulations seemed eternal and indestructible; no matter how the youth struck, they ceaselessly regenerated.
As time passed, various terrifying lightning tribulations began to unleash even more formidable and unparalleled might.
"As expected of the Chaotic Immortal Body. With such a terrifying Quasi-Emperor tribulation, Yun'er would likely be able to contend with me even upon breaking through!" On the peak of a distant mountain, Feng Wuyang exclaimed, observing the distant lightning tribulation.
Beside Feng Wuyang stood a man in white Daoist robes, exuding an imposing aura.
The man calmly watched Xiao Yun in the distance, his expression unreadable.
"After investing so much in his cultivation, if he can't even contend with you, then all those resources would have been better fed to dogs!" the man stated slowly after a long pause.
At the man's words, Feng Wuyang felt a surge of indignation, but recalling the man's identity, he suppressed his displeasure.
This man was the Sect Master of the Chaotic Sacred Land, Murong Shengtian.
And Xiao Yun's master…
"Never mind that. What about Jiang Li from the Primordial Demon Sect? After defeating Yun'er half a year ago, we haven't heard much about him!" Murong Shengtian asked, as if recalling something.
"Jiang Li, after defeating Xiao Yun, also entered secluded cultivation!" Feng Wuyang replied.
"However, it is said that three months ago, a Quasi-Emperor tribulation appeared at Jiang Li's place of seclusion. It was a tribulation spanning tens of thousands of miles, reportedly almost destroying the entire Ten Thousand Demon Mountain. Fortunately, that old fellow Lin Yuan intervened!" Feng Wuyang mused, continuing his report.
"Three months ago, a tribulation spanning tens of thousands of miles!"
Murong Shengtian looked at Xiao Yun's tribulation, which spanned thousands of miles, and immediately felt a sense of anticlimax.
"The Primordial Demon Sect is truly fortunate to have found such a monstrous genius!" Murong Shengtian couldn't help but remark.
Regarding Jiang Li, Murong Shengtian felt a profound helplessness. He had thought that with Xiao Yun, their Chaotic Sacred Land's younger generation would utterly suppress the Primordial Demon Sect.
However, they hadn't expected that a mere youth from the Eastern Wilderness would grow to such a level in less than two years.
He had directly and forcefully defeated Xiao Yun, whom they had cultivated at great cost.
Furthermore, the tens of thousands of miles Quasi-Emperor tribulation Feng Wuyang had mentioned clearly indicated an unparalleled prodigy.
"By the way, is Jiang Li also a chess piece laid by 'him'?" Murong Shengtian asked, gazing towards the sky with a pointed gaze.
Feng Wuyang shook his head. "I haven't discovered any. If it were his arrangement, I would certainly have noticed!"
"However, Jiang Li carries the aura of that person from the Eastern Wilderness," Feng Wuyang added.
"You speak of the one from the Valley of Death?"
"Yes, the Lord of Death himself!"
"If it is his doing, then it is not an unjust defeat," Murong Shengtian sighed, shaking his head.
Feng Wuyang nodded in strong agreement with Murong Shengtian's sentiment.
The Lord of Death had been a feared and forbidden powerhouse long ago. Although he had been less prominent in recent years, they all knew of his immense background.
Not only the Lord of Death from the Valley of Death, but also the Lord of Forbidden Spirits from the Eastern Wilderness Forbidden Spirit Land, the Lord of the Primordial Divine Mountains in the Central Continent, the Tower Lord of the Western King Tower in the Western Desert, the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Forest in the Southern Territory, the Lord of the Ice Plains in the Northern Plains, and the Lord of the Endless Sea in the Endless Sea. These seven lords of the forbidden lands were all transcendent beings of terrifying origin and forbidden powerhouses.
Anything involving them would be of immense significance, allowing no room for carelessness.
Although the Central Continent was currently occupied by dark races, those domineering dark races dared not even consider the Primordial Divine Mountains.
This illustrated the incredible power of the supreme beings behind these forbidden lands.
"However, Li Daolin, knowing Jiang Li's connection to that person, still dared to recruit him. This fellow's audacity is beyond ordinary!" Feng Wuyang continued to exclaim.
"Heh, he has always been like this. Otherwise, why would he have done what he did back then!" Murong Shengtian stated indifferently.
Feng Wuyang nodded. Setting aside other matters, Li Daolin's courage was indeed extraordinary.
Perhaps this was why he had led the Primordial Demon Sect to its current standing in such a short time, allowing them to rival the Chaotic Sacred Land.
"I thought that with Yun'er, our younger generation would completely subdue the Primordial Demon Sect. Tsk, it seems fate is not on our side," Feng Wuyang couldn't help but sigh again.
They had placed immense hopes on Xiao Yun, but now, the outcome did not seem to be as they had envisioned.
"Only those who laugh until the end are the true winners. The endgame has only just begun, there's no need to rush!" Murong Shengtian said calmly.
The two continued to watch Xiao Yun undergo his tribulation.
Several hours later, having endured the terrifying lightning tribulation, Xiao Yun finally broke through to the Quasi-Emperor realm.
"Greetings, Master, Elder Feng!" After breaking through, Xiao Yun, brimming with spirit, respectfully saluted them.
"Good. It seems your previous defeat has allowed you to grow significantly!" Feng Wuyang said, observing Xiao Yun, who now stood with a confident and unyielding demeanor, as if his invincible belief had been reforged.
In the period immediately following his defeat, Xiao Yun had fallen into deep self-doubt, taking many days to recover his senses.
Thereafter, Xiao Yun's progress was meteoric; he broke through realms rapidly in just six months and now, having reached the Quasi-Emperor realm, he was a peak powerhouse of the Primordial Sacred Land.
"Elder Feng, you are right. I should fight using my strengths. I have no bottlenecks, and my cultivation speed is unmatched. If I were to fight Jiang Li again now, I have absolute confidence in defeating him!" Xiao Yun declared, patting his chest.
When Xiao Yun was in low spirits, Feng Wuyang had comforted him, helping him recognize his advantages, a notion Xiao Yun deeply agreed with.
Now, having broken through to the Quasi-Emperor realm, Xiao Yun was highly confident of defeating Jiang Li, who was still in the Supreme realm.
"Jiang Li broke through to Quasi-Emperor three months ago. His tribulation clouds spanned tens of thousands of miles!" Murong Shengtian's voice reached Xiao Yun's ears.