Upon hearing this, Yuan Honglian dared not be negligent in the slightest. With a gentle wave of her jade hand, a huge, dazzling energy shield of red and blue light suddenly appeared.
This energy shield spread outwards at an astonishing speed, instantly isolating the entire Divine Palace and even the entire Yuan Clan from the outside world.
At this moment, Yuan Changsheng, who was drinking Enlightenment Tea in his study and comprehending the Great Dao, along with many ancestors, elders, and clan elders of the Yuan clan, all noticed the abnormality.
Without a moment's hesitation, they used their movement techniques to instantly appear in mid-air, closely watching everything that was happening before their eyes.
The figures of the Eighth Ancestor, the Ninth Ancestor, Yuan Honglian, and Yuan Cangsheng stood tall in the void, resembling four majestic mountains that inspired awe.
Upon seeing the four, everyone hurriedly bowed respectfully and shouted in unison, "Greetings, Eighth Ancestor! Greetings, Ninth Ancestor! Great Emperor of All Living Beings! Red Lotus Heavenly Emperor!"
The Eighth Patriarch waved his arm slightly, indicating to everyone that they were free to dispense with formalities.
Immediately afterwards, he and the other three fixed their gazes on the dazzling golden light that shot into the sky from the ground, their eyes revealing an indescribable solemnity.
Just then, Yuan Changsheng flashed to the side of the Eighth and Ninth Ancestors and asked impatiently, "Eighth Ancestor, Ninth Ancestor, what is the purpose of the Immortal's great commotion this time?"
As he spoke, Yuan Changsheng's gaze followed the golden light intently, his heart filled with doubt and unease.
The Eighth Patriarch turned to look at Yuan Changsheng, and after a moment of silence, slowly replied, "The banished immortal is preparing to undergo the tribulation of sainthood."
These words were like a thunderclap in the crowd.
"What? Facing the Tribulation of a Saint?"
Yuan Changsheng stared in disbelief, his eyes wide and his mouth agape enough to fit an egg.
"He's only around fifty years old! This kid is usually so calm and collected, why is he so impulsive and impatient today?"
Thinking of this, a deep worry appeared on Yuan Changsheng's face.
The patriarchs, elders, and clan elders who had been whispering among themselves fell silent upon hearing what the Eighth Patriarch said. They looked at each other in astonishment.
It should be understood that in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, no one can enter the realm of a sage before the age of one hundred. This ironclad rule has continued for countless years, and no one has ever been able to break it.
Now that Yuan Zhexian is actually going to challenge something that is impossible to accomplish, how can everyone not be worried and anxious?
Just then, the dazzling golden light emitted by Yuan Zhexian streaked across the sky like a shooting star and vanished without a trace.
However, a moment later, the entire sky suddenly became gloomy and oppressive, as if an invisible giant hand was slowly reaching out from the clouds.
Immediately afterwards, a terrifying and irresistible pressure descended from the sky like a tidal wave, slamming into the divine palace below with overwhelming force.
At this very moment, Yuan Haoran, Yuan Ruochu, Ji Jingtian, and the others, who were inside the Divine Palace with their eyes closed, quietly comprehending the true meaning of the Dao, were caught completely off guard and were firmly suppressed by this sudden and terrifying pressure.
In an instant, those who were not directly involved felt as if they had been struck by a heavy hammer in the chest, their blood surging uncontrollably, and their bodies trembling violently involuntarily.
Everyone felt a burning sensation in their throats, a sweet, metallic taste quickly rising to their hearts, and the next moment, bright red blood gushed out.
After nearly forty years of dedicated cultivation and unremitting efforts, they have all successfully broken through to the Quasi-Saint realm, and their strength is unfathomable.
Although it was an untouchable pressure, when faced with this terrifying pressure that felt like the might of heaven descending, they were all unable to suppress it and began to vomit blood.
Meanwhile, Yuan Cangsheng, who was several miles away, also noticed Yuan Haoran, Yuan Ruochu, and the others immediately with his extremely keen divine sense.
His expression changed drastically, and he inwardly cried out, "Oh no! Haoran, Ruochu, and those little ones are still in the Divine Palace!"
Before he finished speaking, he waved his arm, and a powerful and unparalleled spiritual force roared out. Those who were struggling under the terrifying pressure and were almost suffocating felt a flash of light before their eyes, and in the blink of an eye, they appeared beside Yuan Cangsheng and the other three.
Then, everyone looked at the four of them with suspicion.
Originally, everyone was quietly cultivating in seclusion when suddenly, a chilling and terrifying pressure descended without warning.
The oppressive force was as heavy as a thousand giant mountains, catching everyone off guard and causing them to cough up blood.
Just as everyone was still in shock, they found themselves inexplicably standing beside the Eighth Ancestor, the Ninth Ancestor, the Red Lotus Heaven and Earth, the Supreme God of All Living Beings, and the Patriarch.
At this moment, several huge question marks simultaneously appeared in everyone's minds: "What's going on? How could this happen?"
For a moment, everyone looked at each other, bewildered and at a loss.
At this moment, Yuan Cangsheng stepped forward and said slowly, "Because the Divine Child is preparing to undergo the Saint Tribulation. Moreover, the location of this Saint Tribulation is the Divine Palace."
"As for how powerful this Saint Tribulation a hundred years ago was, even we don't know! Therefore, to ensure your safety, we had no choice but to move you here."
Upon hearing this, a murmur arose from the crowd: "The Tribulation of the Saints?"
"The divine child is actually going to forcibly undergo the tribulation of sainthood before he's even a hundred years old?"
The news was so astonishing that everyone present found it hard to believe.
After all, it is extremely rare for someone to reach the threshold of the Saint Realm before the age of one hundred, let alone directly undergo the Saint Tribulation.
Yuan Haoran, Yuan Ruochu, Ji Jingtian, and the others exclaimed in surprise. They looked up at the sky and saw a huge, jet-black cloud gathering continuously above them.
This cloud seemed to possess boundless power, churning and surging wildly.
Everyone felt an invisible pressure coming towards them, making it almost impossible for them to breathe.
The tribulation clouds had not yet fully formed, but even this prelude was enough to send chills down the spines of these strongest geniuses from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
One can imagine the terrifying scene that would unfold if that tribulation lightning were to actually strike!
"Could this be... the tribulation of a saint who attains sainthood before the age of one hundred?"
No wonder no one throughout history has ever been able to successfully overcome this tribulation! Just looking at this nascent tribulation lightning already fills me with a sense of dread—this damned feeling of oppression!
Yuan Haoran's expression was extremely solemn as he stared intently at the sky and muttered to himself.
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