Submission
The Xiao Family's lightning pool controlled tribulation.
It could be said that this was the liveliest place in the Xiao Family. Here, one could see clansmen undergoing tribulation all day long.
Thud thud thud.
Hurried footsteps sounded from outside the pool. The next moment, the head of the Xiao Family, Xiao Yan, hurriedly entered.
"How is this possible?"
On the way here, he'd been muttering the same thing the entire time. Just now, his subordinates had told him that the youth the former head had told them to keep an eye on was undergoing tribulation again.
What shocked him even more was that the youth's godhead hadn't shattered.
His father was the one who'd sent the lightning, and he'd seen it shatter with his own eyes. The youth had died on the spot after his godhead shattered.
Could it be that Xuan Ji had the ability to reconstruct his godhead and change his fate?
Throughout the countless eras of history of the god race, something like this had never happened before. That was why he'd lost his composure.
"My Lord, look ….."
The youth holding the tome pointed at the lightning pool. Among the thousands of images, one of them was shockingly Ye Zichen, sitting atop a round disk and preparing to undergo tribulation.
"The Double Eight Levels Formation!"
Xiao Yan arched his brows. The instant he saw Ye Zichen, he was sure it was the youth they'd met that day.
Too much astonishment was beneath his dignity as head of the family. However, he was more concerned about the spiritual formation beneath Ye Zichen.
"Did someone from the Supreme Hall intervene?"
The Double Eight Levels Formation referred to the Eight Levels Soul Locking Formation and the Eight Levels Spirit-Boosting Formation. When they appeared at the same time, the god race liked to call them the Double Eight Levels Formation.
The reason they mentioned the Supreme Hall was because all the supreme experts of the god race's spiritual formations resided there.
No matter how he thought about it, only the Supreme Hall was capable of setting up the Double Eight Levels Formation.
Not only did this youth have the support of the Profound Pavilion, but even the Supreme Hall was secretly helping him. Even if the Xiao Family was one of the eight great families of the god race, they'd have to reconsider …..
Should they try to take on this tough bone?
The white-haired youth flipped through the pages. After a few breaths of time, he put the book down.
"In the past half year, no one from the Supreme Hall has descended. The Double Eight Levels Formation shouldn't be their doing."
"There's actually such a ridiculous thing." Xiao Yan's brows furrowed. He gently tapped the lightning rod by the lightning pool. "I didn't expect there to be someone so skilled in formations who didn't enter the Supreme Hall."
There was a reason for Xiao Yan's bewilderment. In truth, the power structure of the God Race truly was complicated. If you wanted to survive in the God Race, you'd generally seek a backer.
For example, if one saw an almighty with the talent of a Sage in the outside world, there was a 90% chance that he was from a Sage family.
It was the same for Spiritual Formation Masters. They were usually people from the Supreme Hall.
This was also the only way for similar people to gather together and communicate with each other. This way, their strength would increase even faster.
There were very few who wanted to travel alone in the God Race.
It could not be said that there were none, but it could only be said that such people were very rare.
Now that the format of the God Race and the three races had been fixed, going solo was no longer the popular mainstream here. Instead, it was a clash between forces.
"My lord, how do you think we should deal with this youth? That day, the old chief specifically warned us not to let this young man come to our place. "
The white-haired youth holding the tome frowned. Xiao Yan glanced coolly at Ye Zichen's reflection.
"Just do what the old Patriarch said that day."
"What's that?"
"Let it fall until he dies!"
He turned around indifferently and left the Lightning Pool. After a long time, a middle-aged man dressed in a white robe walked past the young man who was holding the book.
"My lord, what did you say?"
"Let it fall until he dies."
The youth repeated Xiao Yan's words, then left the lightning pool.
Rumble!
Purple-red divine lightning fell from the sky with unstoppable force. To tell the truth, Ye Zichen truly despaired.
He'd already lost count of how many bolts of lightning he'd struck. He knelt on the ground, bathed in blood, and hung his head. He tried several times to summon his strength to resist the tribulation, only to discover that he'd long since used up all his spiritual energy.
He didn't even have a chance to catch his breath. Bolt after bolt of divine lightning fell …..
He did everything he could to endure the tribulation, but he really couldn't.
The golden longsword kept circling around him. It actually didn't eat a single bolt of lightning this time. It was as if the lightning had hardened its heart to kill Ye Zichen. Even when his godhead actively tried to resist the lightning, it dodged, circled around, and landed on Ye Zichen's head.
Boom!
Another bolt of heavenly lightning fell. This time, Ye Zichen was using only his physical body to resist it.
"You don't want me to go there that much?"
Ye Zichen looked up at the sky. He laughed mockingly and wanted to point at the sky, but he didn't even have the strength to lift his arms.
"Are you that afraid of me?"
What answered him was a bolt of Heavenly Thunder without any reverberation. The power of thunder and lightning kept leaking out of his body.
"Even if you're afraid of me, there's no need to treat me like this, is there? I've developed a phobia of heavenly tribulations. Every time I undergo tribulation, I'm gambling with my life. I can't afford to gamble with you. Alright, I give up. I won't ….. "
Before he even finished speaking, Ye Zichen pressed a finger to his forehead.
Pure Spiritual Energy flowed out from the center of his brows as he grinned.
"I'm a scattered spirit, alright ….."
Yet another bolt of heavenly lightning greeted him.
"What the hell do you want?" After withstanding the lightning, Ye Zichen somehow found the strength to stand up, point at the clouds, and roar, "I've already scattered my spirit. I said I'm not going to undergo tribulation …. I'm not a god anymore, alright? What the hell do you want?"
Divine tribulation.
For anyone, this was a fortuitous encounter. Yet, Ye Zichen had experienced it twice already.
But to him, this wasn't a fortuitous encounter …..
They were sending him to his death!
Ye Zichen chose to scatter his spirit not because he was scared, but because he still hadn't dealt with the problem in front of him. If he were alone, he would definitely face the tribulation head-on.
At worst, he'd just die!
But he couldn't die now!
Boom!
Yet another bolt of heavenly lightning greeted him.
He accepted his fate.
He'd already done this much, but they still wouldn't let him go. Even if he resisted, what could he do?
They wanted his life, didn't they?
Not to mention Scattered Spirit, even if he crippled himself now, the Heavenly Lightning would still strike down.
However, just as the Heavenly Lightning was about to strike him, he realized that the Heavenly Lightning actually changed its trajectory and fell to the side of him.
Ye Zichen looked in the direction of the lightning and saw …..
Xia Keke, who was supposed to be making a sacrifice for the Four Beasts Formation, was holding a bracelet in her hands. She was standing about a hundred meters away from him.
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