Qingyi slowly stood up, his handsome, masculine eyes rising with an almost supernatural calm.
He was isolated within a cultivation chamber, completely cut off from the outside world. The silent walls denied him sight of what stirred beyond, yet he could sense it all the same.
[Qingyi... this is no ordinary heavenly tribulation... You must be careful!]
Ruxue's voice echoed in his mind, and he nodded imperceptibly.
He could feel the tremor in those words, as if she stood on the verge of tears, her voice almost choked with distress. That alone made clear just how serious the situation had become.
The heavens were bound by their own rules regarding how much power they could unleash in a heavenly tribulation. They were coming down on Qingyi with full force, using every ounce of power they could muster to attack a cultivator in the Celestial Ascension Realm.
