Wang Fei looked bewildered: "The cultivators who ascended before said they would help the Immortal Emperor Zhiqing become a god and go to the Divine Realm. Did I just hear that...?"
Zhu Qing absentmindedly replied, "I heard it too."
The immortals, looking dazed, echoed, "We heard it too."
Everyone looked at each other, still finding it unbelievable.
Northern Plains Continent
After sitting quietly for three days and three nights on the snowy plain where Murong Yu ascended, Mo Jingxin finally faced his own ascension tribulation.
Dark clouds gathered in the sky, and soon thunderclouds covered the entire snowfield. Lightning bolts flashed through the black thunderclouds.
After the thunderclouds had been gathering for half an hour, the tribulation lightning descended from them, striking for a full two hours, unleashing eighty-nine seventy-two bolts of lightning.
With the help of the Pure Lotus, Mo Jingxin was not injured in the tribulation of lightning. In fact, even his snow-white robes were not damaged in the slightest.
After the seventy-two tribulations of lightning were overcome, the gathered thunderclouds instantly dissipated, replaced by golden streaks of light on the horizon and rosy clouds pouring down from the snowfield.
Above the Northern Plains Continent, the golden ascension passage reappeared, and Mo Jingxin was enveloped in radiant light, entering the ascension passage under the guidance of the Heavenly Dao.
After Mo Jingxin's figure disappeared, the Pure World White Lotus transformed into a white stream of light and returned to the forbidden area behind the Pure Immortal Sect, where it fell into a deep sleep.
Snow Mountain Ridge
Xie Aotian flew to the snowfield, where the thunderclouds that had recently dissipated gathered again.
Thunderclouds quickly covered the snowfield, with huge black thunderclouds surging and churning in the sky, converging towards Xie Aotian's head.
The lightning tribulation, imbued with the might of heaven and earth, was so fierce that it quickly covered most of the sky, with lightning darting and churning within the black thunderclouds.
After an hour of preparation, the tribulation lightning descended from the thunderclouds in the sky.
Mo Heyu exclaimed in shock, "This senior's tribulation lightning seems to be even more powerful than that of our ancestor!"
Mo Chu nodded: "To comprehend with your heart and witness the ascension of a great being is an opportunity that is rare and hard to come by."
Mo Heyu: "Yes, Father."
The high-level cultivators who had gathered near the snowfield because of Murong Yu's ascension unexpectedly encountered Xie Aotian's tribulation after witnessing Mo Jingxin's tribulation and ascension.
The cultivators were so excited that their faces turned red and their blood boiled.
Yuwen Qingkong looked at Xie Xinyao and said enviously, "Cousin, if Patriarch Xie successfully transcends the tribulation and ascends to immortality, your Xie family will also be a family that has produced immortals."
Xie Xinyao nodded absentmindedly.
The image of Xie Aotian looking so pathetic and dejected when he was rejected by Xie Zhenping is still vivid in my mind. Who would have thought that in less than two hundred years, the other party would have reached this point?
Xie Xinyao couldn't help but recall the words her elder brother, Xie Lanzhi, had said to comfort the young Xie Aotian when they returned to the Xie family years ago:
"Don't cry, Xiao Tian. As long as you cultivate diligently and persevere, one day you will stand out, reach the peak, transcend tribulations, and ascend to immortality."
At first, she dismissed her brother's words, thinking they were just Xie Lanzhi casually comforting and encouraging Xie Aotian.
Unexpectedly, he was right. I suppose even my brother himself didn't expect that.
Xie Xinyao lowered her eyes. Back then, her brother had also advised her to let go of her prejudice against Xie Aotian, saying that the child was innocent.
After all, they are blood relatives, and it's good for compatriots to support each other on the path of cultivation.
However, she didn't take it to heart, only thinking that her brother was too naive and fanciful.
Above the snowfield, rolling lightning bolts continued to fall, striking for a full four hours, totaling seventy-two lightning strikes.
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