When he crashed to the ground, he was stunned, and all he could do was mutter "niannian".

No matter how much Miaokong Zhenjun reminded him, he didn't react, remaining blankly as if he had lost his soul.

"Niannian, you're down here too." Miaokong Zhenjun's voice made Qingxuan jump up, and he hurriedly looked around.

"..." The True Monarch Miaokong, who was being trampled on by his traitorous disciple, wanted to die. He shouldn't have yelled that. His waist! His shoulder blades! His spine!

That traitor even stepped on his head!

Once he has spiritual power, he will force this rebellious disciple to grow up in the ground.

Without Qingxuan's interference, Xu Nian began to wholeheartedly transmit the power of lightning, and finally, when blood seeped from his body, he successfully resolved the eighth lightning tribulation.

"Senior Sister Xu, don't push yourself. You've already done enough for us, leave the rest to me!" Fu Yucheng transmitted his voice to Xu Nian.

"Don't be silly, the final heavenly tribulation is a fatal one. If you can't stop it, your master will die." Xu Nian looked at the final tribulation cloud brewing in the sky.

The power was unprecedented, and terrifying lightning gathered in the tribulation clouds, which began to turn red until they became blood red.

A blood-red lightning bolt struck down, and the destructive power within it caused Xu Nian to vomit several mouthfuls of blood the moment he came into contact with it.

Her body was breaking down, her flesh was turning charred black.

"Senior Sister Xu, you must leave now, you'll die if this continues!" Fu Yucheng shouted anxiously.

He desperately wanted to rush up and help Xu Nian, but he was the last line of defense. If he left, his master and his grandmasters would be doomed.

Making choices is often a difficult one.