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The Myriad Transformations Imperial Weapon trembled slightly, and an invisible and formless imperial aura rippled outwards.

In an instant, countless golden array patterns appeared out of thin air between heaven and earth.

They spread out in all directions like the veins of the human body, with the seven main peaks of the holy site as their hubs.

It quickly covered the bustling Beidou City at the foot of the holy land.

Then it continued to extend, covering all the ancient families and scattered towns of cultivators within a radius of 20,000 li that were attached to the Big Dipper...

Then a golden light shield rose from the array patterns.

The surface was covered with densely packed imperial runes, each rune radiating a majestic aura that kept out the heavenly might brought by the tribulation clouds overhead.

There are far too many semi-saints undergoing tribulation, and the power of the holy tribulation is far too terrifying.

All BeiDou can do is protect its own territory; in other areas, it can only rely on local forces to support it.

At the same time, the foundations of the major immortal forces have been restored.

Above the Jiang family, the illusory image of the Shennong Cauldron transformed into a colossal cauldron ten thousand feet tall, sitting in the center, its Daoist aura cascading down like a waterfall, spreading outwards.

At the gate of the Ji family mountain, a giant golden sword formed from the Xuanyuan sword intent stretched across the sky, and wherever the sword light reached, all laws were thwarted!

In the star-gazing platform of the Tian Shu Holy Land, a star map slowly unfolds, drawing upon the power of the stars to transform into a deep blue light curtain.

Above the Immortal Pool of the Jade Pool Sacred Land, the Imperial Mirror hangs high...

The imperial weapons and imperial formations of the five major powers complement each other, firmly protecting their respective territories.

Feng Zhi turned his gaze to the various sects surrounding the Holy Land.

Both the forces of the sages and the ancient sects activated their respective mountain-protecting formations.

One after another, arrays of divine light of varying grades lit up under the sky shrouded in tribulation lightning.

Although it is far less vast than the Imperial Array, it is still the foundation that various sects have relied on for countless years, and it is still a thousand or two miles away.

In some places...

Those independent cultivators and mortal cities without the protection of formations could only face this calamity in the most primitive way.

Feng Zhi withdrew his gaze and looked again at the layers upon layers of churning tribulation clouds above the Holy Land.

Each of the patriarchs occupied a part of the sky, and the holy tribulations they triggered each covered a distance of 50,000 miles!

What does 50,000 li mean? This is a sacred tribulation that only the Seven Forbidden Prodigies can trigger!

But he didn't find it surprising.

The fact that he could become the foundation of the Great Emperor's power and that he could cultivate to the level of a half-saint in the previous era is enough to demonstrate his talent.

These ancestors were all prominent figures in their youth, the face of the Holy Land! They were all prodigies who could sweep aside their peers!

"Rumble—boom—"

At this moment, the long-brewing heavenly tribulation finally revealed its fangs.

The deafening sound of thunder resounded throughout the heavens and the earth, piercing through the light barrier of the imperial array and echoing deep within the souls of everyone present.

This majestic power of heaven, like the roar of the sky, terrified all the living beings of Ziwei Star!

Mortals knelt on the ground, trembling, while cultivators were pale-faced, their magical powers even somewhat frozen.

Even those ancient beings that lay dormant deep within stirred their sleeping eyes slightly.

In that instant, a hole was torn open in the sky.

A void rift that stretched across the entire sky exploded from the center, and the tribulation clouds that stretched for countless miles were rolling to both sides.

What surged from the depths of the crack was not lightning, but an endless sea of ​​liquid lightning!

Gold, white, red, black... different colors of lightning intertwined.

Like the Milky Way pouring down from the heavens, it unleashed a divine might capable of crushing stars upon the heads of all those undergoing tribulation.

The light at that moment was so intense that the entire sky of Ziwei Star was shrouded in chaos, and even the Imperial Array trembled slightly.

Meanwhile, those semi-saint old monsters undergoing tribulation were simultaneously submerged in the sea of ​​lightning.

Once the oppressive force subsided, everyone finally began to catch their breath, and exclamations of surprise slowly rose from within the peak.

Someone's face turned deathly pale, and they pointed at the sea of ​​lightning, trembling, saying, "Isn't lightning tribulation supposed to be blue and white? How come there are also purple and red ones...?"

"That's just the most common kind." Gu Changfeng looked at the chaotic sea of ​​light composed of different lightning bolts, his tone carrying a sense of solemnity after surviving a catastrophe.

"The deeper the foundation and the stronger the combat power of the person undergoing tribulation, the different the tribulation lightning they will attract!"

"It includes rare heavenly tribulations such as Purple Heaven White Lightning, Great Sun Golden Lightning, and Azure Nether Black Lightning."

"The fact that they can trigger a heavenly tribulation of this level means that the combat power of these ancestors is above the seventh level!"

"There are even more powerful Yin-Yang Mystic Thunder, Five Elements Heavenly Thunder, and Chaos Tribulation Thunder and Purple-Gold Divine Thunder, which have only appeared briefly in ancient books..."

"That's a heavenly punishment that only a young supreme being or a child emperor could trigger! The number of people who can summon such a legendary heavenly tribulation can be counted on one hand in an era."

The surrounding disciples were stunned. Shi Gandang looked at the still churning tribulation clouds and asked:

"What color will the Holy Son attract when he undergoes his Holy Tribulation?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone fell silent, and all eyes turned to the figure at the summit.

They were also very curious about this...

Feng Zhi ignored them and quietly watched the ancestors undergo their tribulations, as this was a valuable experience.

Wang Batian stared intently at the golden sea of ​​lightning pouring down on him, then suddenly let out a long roar.

The howling sound carried a longing suppressed by time, echoing endlessly beneath the entire sky.

He didn't try to dodge; that wouldn't work against the lightning tribulation! He had no choice but to fight it head-on.

"The Ultimate Imperial Scripture—Open!"

With a roar, his withered body returned to its peak condition, his tall and imposing figure no longer hunched.

His blood and qi surged like a volcanic eruption, and patterns of blood and qi laws appeared on his skin.

As a former prodigy of the Holy Land, he naturally also mastered the Emperor Scripture!

He stomped his right foot in mid-air, and his whole body crashed into the sea of ​​lightning like a burning meteorite.

boom!

The golden ocean of lightning exploded, sending countless arcs of electricity flying everywhere and scorching the surrounding void with numerous fine cracks.

His figure appeared and disappeared amidst the sea of ​​lightning, relentlessly fighting to the very end!

Although each bolt of lightning that struck him produced dazzling sparks and a burnt smell.

But he stubbornly resisted the impact of the sea of ​​lightning and climbed upwards step by step, scattering the liquid lightning beneath his feet.

The other four elders also activated the Emperor Scripture at the same time, restoring themselves to their peak condition.

Each of them was a physical cultivator with astonishing qi and blood, leaving Feng Zhi completely stunned.

They each used their unique skills to meet the Holy Tribulation.

A gaunt old man raised his hand, and an ancient cauldron appeared in his palm.

That was his natal sacred artifact, tempered for countless years, its body engraved with intricate array patterns.

His muscles bulged, and with a single swing of his hand, he slammed the ancient cauldron violently towards the tribulation lightning.

The giant cauldron spun continuously, crushing everything in its path.

The other old man directly confronted the lightning head-on with his bare body, each punch he threw was like the creation of heaven and earth, his earth-shattering fists colliding head-on with the tribulation lightning.