That surging, roaring river was precisely the second tribulation of the restrictions here, the water of the Heavy River!
This was the heaviest water vein beneath the heavens besides the heavenly river of the universe.
After passing through the restrictions, Yan Zhaoge formally entered the great hall of the Daoist temple. Discovering the yellow cloth talisman on the incense burner table, he could not help but rejoice a little after carefully studying it.
When he had entered, there had been no one presiding over the restrictions.
Therefore, the three tribulations of the sandstorm, the Heavy River and the fire lotus had blocked his path in succession.
As long as he broke through them one by one, he would eventually be able to pass through.
Even so, it had not been easy.
Still, if someone presided over the restrictions here, two or even three tribulations could be simultaneously unleashed!
Having received Yan Zhaoge's guidance, Ah Hu was currently presiding over the restrictions here as he guarded the front hall.
Sensing that someone had entered, Ah Hu who seemed rough on the outside but was actually meticulous on the inside kept an eye on them as he first unleashed the first tribulation, the Divine Aged Gold Sand.
If these restrictions were completely expended in one go, they would require some time before they could recover.
If the enemy first sent some cannon fodder over, it would inevitably be a waste for him to unleash the full power of the restrictions.
Still, seeing that the other party had been able to withstand the first tribulation now, Ah Hu knew that they were not cannon fodder.
After all, the sandstorm formed of the Divine Aged Gold Sand of the first tribulation was virtually comparable to a late Immortal Bridge Martial Saint in terms of destructive power alone.
How could someone who was able to withstand this tribulation be simple?
Seeing this, Ah Hu instantly ceased being polite as he smilingly activated all the restrictions at once!
Amidst the howling, the surging water of the Heavy River was sandwiched within the sandstorm as it madly shot towards Zhuang Chaohui and the others.
Apart from that, numerous golden lotus flames bloomed amidst space as well, surrounding those of Wutong Slope.
The pitiful people of Wutong Slope who had just been preparing to retreat were now unable to do so even if they wanted to.
Just having been knocked dizzy by the Divine Aged Gold Sand, the two tribulations of the water of the Heavy River and the miraculous fire lotuses whistled over together.
With the cultivation bases of Zhuang Chaohui and the others, let alone the white qi of nether virtue which the heavens had left them with a sliver of hope, even if all five Virtues were present, they might still not be able to ensure their safety!
The fire lotuses exploded, transforming into a boundless golden sea of flames. Still, they did not clash with the water of the Heavy River.
Water and fire were merciless as they were distinct from one another. Yet, they simultaneously lunged towards Zhuang Chaohui and the others.
There was also a terrifying sandstorm mixed in.
The martial practitioners of Phoenix Ritual Mountain's Wutong Slope who had cultivated the true meaning of nether virtue could only watch as their wisp of white qi gradually disappeared!
This meant that in the face of the danger before them, their chances of survival had been completely severed!
It was a situation of absolute death!
Even Zhuang Chaohui and the other man who had already ascended the Immortal Bridge would find it hard to resist such a scene.
After the frenzy, not even bones were left!
The sandstorm gradually dispersed, but the water of the Chen River and the Miraculous Fire Golden Lotus were still lingering in the void.
At this moment, someone else came in from the outside world. It was a huge Golden Crow.
It was the Three Foot Mountain martial practitioner who had been in charge of holding the line and had helped Zhuang Chaohui and the others enter.
As soon as they came in, they were attacked by the Protective Restriction.
Fortunately, there had already been people who had died here earlier, expending the killing intent of the protective restrictions, causing the tribulation to be less intense. These Three Foot Mountain martial practitioners who had entered later could just barely hold on.
However, they were also complaining incessantly, "This protective restriction has a total of three tribulations, but logically speaking, it should be one after the other. Why are there two tribulations happening at the same time?"
"The people of Wutong Slope are probably going to be completely wiped out as well?"
As they pondered, they saw two clumps of fire suddenly appear amidst space.
Those two clumps of flames were not blazing or ferocious as they instead emanated a thriving life force.
A five-coloured silhouette of light shook within each of the two clumps of flames, resembling the eggs of some fowl whilst also resembling the spread of some bird's wings.
These flames were illusory as they gradually condensed into form, their auras concealed such that the remnant river water and fire lotuses did not immediately target them.
Seeing this, those of Three Foot Mountain understood something, "The Phoenix True Form Scripture's nirvanic rebirth. Two Immortal Bridge Martial Saints of Wutong Slope perished here just now."
The cry of phoenixes resounded from within the two clumps of flames.
Finally, two five-coloured phoenixes of fire were reborn from within the flames before flying out.
Enveloped by the silhouettes of the phoenixes were precisely Zhuang Chaohui and his senior apprentice-uncle.
Their expressions were ugly to the extreme.
Besides these two Immortal Bridge Martial Saints, the other disciples of Wutong Slope had all perished beneath the protective restrictions of this Daoist temple!
Even the two of them had narrowly escaped death. If not for the miraculous nirvanic rebirth of the Phoenix True Form Scripture, they too would have perished beneath that frenzied tide earlier.
While Zhuang Chaohui and the other had been reborn now, their treasures and high-grade Sacred Artifacts had all been reduced to dust.
"Golden Crow … Golden Crow Incinerating World Scripture, people of the southeastern Yang Heaven Territory's Three Foot Mountain?" Zhuang Chaohui and the other person ground their teeth, already understanding that it was Three Foot Mountain who had given them half a horsetail whisk. Also, they clearly did not have good intentions.
Still, they could not be bothered with Three Foot Mountain right now.
The protective restrictions were not the power of a true person at the end of the day as they lacked intelligence and consciousness.
The remaining water of the Heavy River and the miraculous fire lotuses were currently calling out to those of Three Foot Mountain.
Having experienced nirvanic rebirth, Zhuang Chaohui and the other person were instead not targeted by the protective restrictions now.
Still, the water of the Heavy River and the golden fire lotuses blocked their path of retreat.
Having already come this far, Zhuang Chaohui and the other person could only grit their teeth and charge forward now.
As the scenery before them changed, they finally entered the front hall of the Daoist temple. Looking at the statues of the founders of the Three Clear lineages, they could only feel incomparably sorrowful.
Surveying their surroundings, there was no one else in the front hall. There was only an incense table placed in a corner of the great hall.
Zhuang Chaohui's gaze swept around, his face so dark that it seemed like it could drip water, "Someone was here just now. Someone activated that protective restriction!"
"Now that he has fallen into my hands, I will definitely teach him a lesson!"
The Wutong Slope Elder beside him also had a cold expression, "Chase!"
Seeing that they were able to bypass the protective restrictions, the other party had directly fled. This meant that his cultivation base was limited, and he could only rely on the protective restrictions to block his path.
While they did not understand how this person had passed through the three heavenly tribulations earlier, the other party seemed to be lacking in confidence at the very least.
Since that was so, the two of Wutong Slope had to make use of their time.
Now that things had come to this, there was no way out. They could only continue forward. Otherwise, so many of their fellow disciples would have died in vain.
Zhuang Chaohui and the other person rushed to the rear hall in exasperation. As they subconsciously turned back to look at the statues, they were rendered dumbfounded.
"The Lord of Numinous Treasure?! This is the Prime Clear direct lineage?! "Zhuang Chaohui felt like he had been struck by lightning.
If this was the Prime Clear direct lineage, why would they have expended so much effort to barge in?
Even if they obtained the supreme martial arts here, they would not be able to use them in front of others upon returning to the World beyond Worlds.
Indeed, comprehending by analogy, even just as a reference, would still be greatly beneficial. They might even be able to use it as a trump card, catching their enemies off-guard.
The problem, however, was that this was not something they urgently needed or needed at all. There was no need for them to sacrifice so many of their fellow disciples in order to obtain it!
To Phoenix Ritual Mountain's Wutong Slope, the so-called Prime Clear direct lineage was virtually useless, tasteless and a pity to discard.
Zhuang Chaohui and the other person exchanged looks, instantly feeling a great deal of their previously raised morale dissipate as they felt stifled and suffocated!
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