Earlier, when the light of the Grand Dao fell like rain, the night was as bright as midday.

However, as dense layers of tribulation clouds blanketed the skies, darkness returned. Everything was dim and overcast.

A stifling, destructive aura filled the Sea of Chaotic Spirits, and it was continuously intensifying.

Everyone could tell that the imminent tribulation was sure to be extraordinary!

“When I stepped into the Spiritual Manifestation Realm, my Tribulation of Spiritual Manifestation was nowhere near this terrifying…”

Within the ruins of the Immortals’ Sword House, Ying Que gasped, his expression full of astonishment.

“How big of a disparity is there?” Yuan Heng couldn’t help but ask.

After a moment’s silence, Ying Que said seriously, “This tribulation has yet to descend, but judging from its aura alone, it’s thousands of times more intense than what I faced!”

The crowd was stunned.

Ying Que was a descendant of the black flood dragon lineage, and his talent and foundations were tyrannical. He far surpassed the world’s ordinary cultivators.

Similarly, as a flood dragon, his Tribulation of Spiritual Manifestation was surely terrifying beyond imagination.

Yet now, he was saying that the aura of Su Yi’s tribulation was thousands of times greater than his!

Who wouldn’t...