In the Sword Test Square of Chaoyang City, countless people stared at the sky with burning eyes.
Among these people, there were not only independent cultivators from other places and swordsmen from Chaoyang City, but also representatives from the four major families, who rarely gathered together.
Baili Batian stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the entrance to the sword tomb rolling above the sky, his eyes slightly narrowed.
"Master Baili Sword, even you can't sense the situation in the sword tomb?" Liu Xiang followed behind and asked with a worried look on his face.
The bearded head of the Baili family shook his head.
"The Sword Tomb is a world of its own, with its own spirituality and laws. Not only me, but even the City Lord cannot influence the world within the Sword Tomb."
Liu Xiang frowned, "But he's been in there for over half a month. The City Lord is about to pass the tribulation, but Zong Ting hasn't come out yet. Is there any danger?"
Baili Badao glanced at him and said, "Life and death are unpredictable. Even if you meditate in seclusion, there is a risk of going astray, let alone the secret place of the sword tomb."
"But you don't need to worry too much. The soul of the sword tomb is the divinity left by the ancient gods. It will not interfere with the life and death of the trial-taker. As long as Zong Ting has self-knowledge and does not arbitrarily change his own destiny and rhyme, there will be no danger." Baili Batian said.
Compared to Zong Ting, he was more worried about his own daughter, who was a stubborn brat who would not turn back even if he hit a wall.
Above the sky, black clouds rolled at the entrance of the sword tomb, and the fluctuations of energy became increasingly stronger.
Baili Batian narrowed his eyes slightly, and his expression gradually became solemn.
"Something's not right."
"What's wrong?" Liu Xiang hadn't noticed anything unusual.
"How could there be calamity clouds?" Baili Badao looked at the black clouds gathering above the sky. He could vaguely see arcs of lightning running through them, with a strong smell of annihilation.
"Tribulation Cloud? You mean a Heavenly Tribulation?" Liu Xiang was shocked. "That's impossible! The City Lord hasn't come out of seclusion yet, and the one-month period hasn't even expired. How could a Heavenly Tribulation appear?"
Baili Badao narrowed his eyes and stared at the entrance of the sword tomb with a serious expression.
The light and shadow in front of him dimmed, and two figures walked out of the void at the same time and stood next to Baili Badao.
"Did you notice it?" Lu Hong, the ancestor of the Lu family, said solemnly, "Did something go wrong during the city lord's retreat? How could the calamity cloud appear?"
Li Qinghan, the head of the Li family, did not speak, but the green sword on his back trembled slightly.
Suddenly, a scream was heard from the sky. A figure emerged from the sword tomb, but before he could see his surroundings clearly, he was swept into the calamity cloud and was instantly turned into ashes by the streaking lightning.
"They came out, but... the robbery cloud blocked the exit of the sword tomb. They are in danger."
Lu Hong said.
"We have to lead the calamity cloud away, otherwise, if those little guys step out rashly, they will be sucked into the calamity cloud."
"How to attract it? That is the power of heaven. Not to mention you and me, even the city lord can't withstand it for a few seconds." Li Qinghan said.
"Go call the city lord, he should have a solution."
As soon as Baili Batian finished speaking, he saw a figure in white walking out of the void below the thunder tribulation. He stood with his hands behind his back, with two strands of white hair hanging down at his temples, looking like an immortal.
"The city lord has come out of seclusion."
Baili Badao and the other two took a step forward and appeared beside Zong Baiye, bowing slightly.
"This calamity cloud did not come because of me."
Zong Baiye's first words made Baili Batian and the other two change color.
After the holy war in Beizhou a thousand years ago, there has been no more thunder tribulation, and no one has ascended to heaven. In order to obtain the heavenly thunder tribulation to temper their bodies and touch the threshold of ascension, the practitioners of Hedao in Beizhou have tried every possible way to cause thunder tribulation to fall.
The solution of Chaoyang City is to open the sky gate with a sword.
Zong Baiye went into seclusion in order to cultivate the sword energy to open the Heavenly Gate and receive the thunder tribulation, but it was obvious that before he could open the Heavenly Gate, he was alarmed by the power of the heavenly tribulation and had to come out of his seclusion.
But that's what makes it even more shocking.
"Could it be that someone else is undergoing the tribulation?" Lu Hong said in shock. "Impossible. Our Chaoyang City is protected by a sword formation. If a great figure at the peak of the Hedao level breaks in, we will definitely notice it."
"Besides, if someone opens the Heavenly Gate with a sword, there is no way there will be no movement."
Li Qinghan's face darkened slightly. "So, the person who wants to transcend the tribulation is hiding in my Chaoyang City?"
"Who could that be?"
Yes, if it’s not Zong Baiye, then who could it be?
Anyone who has the confidence to cause the heavenly calamity to fall must be a powerful figure at the peak of the Hedao realm. There are only a few such great practitioners in the entire Beizhou. How could he suddenly appear in Chaoyang City?
"Could it be that something happened in the Sword Tomb Secret Land, causing the Heavenly Dao to respond?"
Baili Batian suddenly said.
Zong Baiye frowned.
"You guys step back."
Baili Batian and others retreated in response. Zong Baiye looked up, and the sword light in his black and white pupils became brighter and brighter, and a strong fighting spirit slowly rose.
Since the thunder tribulation has already occurred, let’s get through it!
Zong Baiye put the two fingers of his right hand together and grasped an extremely sharp sword beam.
Just as he was about to make a move, the clouds of disaster in the sky suddenly began to roll and gathered towards the entrance of the sword tomb.
There, a figure emerged from the void.
"Oh my god, what's going on?"
…
Zong Ting had a bewildered look on his face, following behind like a zombie, his head full of questions.
Was I chosen by the Soul of the Sword Tomb as the heir of Chaoyang City?
But I haven’t even seen what the Soul of the Sword Tomb looks like, so how can I choose a few eggs?
What the hell did I miss?
What would I tell others after I got out? I slept in the Sword Tomb and then became the successor of the Chaoyang City Lord?
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