God Destroying Pearl

Song Yun walked out of the cave slowly.

On his shoulder stood the spirit bird, with an upright posture and a calm expression, but a faint aura of oppression emanated from his body.

Song Yun glanced around calmly, looking at these uninvited guests calmly.

There were five monks standing outside, led by a young monk dressed in black and white clothes.

He has a handsome face and a hint of vigilance in his eyes. His cultivation is at the middle stage of foundation building.

The others stood behind him, with different expressions.

Some looked nervous, some pretended to be calm. Their cultivation levels varied from the Qi Refining Stage to the early Foundation Building Stage.

When the young cultivator sensed the aura of great perfection in foundation building from Song Yun, his heart was shocked.

His face instantly turned pale.

He quickly bowed, his body trembling slightly, and spoke respectfully.

"I didn't know that you were practicing here. I have no intention of offending you. I hope you will forgive me."

As he spoke, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead and flowed down his cheeks.

Seeing this, the other monks also lowered their heads and said, "I hope you will forgive me, Senior."

There was a noticeable tremor in their voices, and they were obviously frightened by Song Yun's cultivation level and sudden aura.

Song Yun looked at them quietly and didn't speak immediately.

There was a tense atmosphere in the air.

After a while, Song Yun opened his mouth slightly in a low voice.

"Who are you? Why did you find this place?"

The young monk swallowed and answered carefully.

"Senior, we are disciples of the nearby Cold Blade Sect. My name is Yao Qi. We came out this time to gain experience. We accidentally discovered that there was an abnormal fluctuation of spiritual energy here, so we followed the trail and came here. I didn't know that you were practicing in seclusion here. Please spare my life."

A hint of doubt flashed in Song Yun's eyes, and he thought secretly in his heart.

Are these people's words true or false? If it is really just an accidental intrusion, then it is fine.

But if he has ulterior motives and comes here deliberately to investigate, we cannot let him go easily.

Song Yun nodded slightly, and then he looked at these monks.

The people from the Han Dao Sect were being stared at by Song Yun and no one dared to move.

After a dozen breaths, Song Yun spoke.

"Since you didn't mean to break in, then leave immediately and don't come here again."

As if they had been granted amnesty, they quickly nodded and said, "Thank you for not killing us, Senior. We will leave now and will never bother you again."

However, just as they turned to leave.

A thought suddenly flashed through Song Yun's mind, and he suddenly realized that there was something he hadn't asked.

So, he subconsciously raised his voice and shouted at the backs of several people: "Wait!"

The shout was like a bolt from the blue, instantly breaking the tranquility that had just existed in the snow-capped mountains.

Several people seemed to have their acupuncture points pressed and were instantly frozen in place. The steps they had just taken seemed to be pulled back by an invisible force and were suspended in mid-air.

Their bodies subconsciously tensed up, and the hint of relief on their faces at the imminent escape disappeared without a trace in an instant, replaced by deep uneasiness.

Everyone was nervous, secretly wondering whether this senior had changed his mind.

After all, in this world of immortal cultivation full of variables, the minds of the strong have always been difficult to predict.

Yao Qi swallowed hard and felt his throat was extremely dry.

He turned his head slowly, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, his eyes full of fear, and said in a trembling voice: "I wonder if there is anything else, senior?"

He subconsciously grasped the spirit sword tightly in his right hand.

Although he knew in his heart that these little tricks were of no use in front of this senior who had reached the great perfection of foundation building.

Song Yun looked at them deeply, and then slowly asked: "Has anything major happened in the Snow Region in recent years?"

When Yao Qi heard this, he quickly searched his mind for all the news and rumors he had heard in the past few years.

His breathing became rapid and his heartbeat accelerated, for he was afraid that he would not be able to answer and would anger this senior.

After a moment, he said, "Senior, apart from the destruction of the Beihan Sect more than a decade ago, I haven't heard of any major events in the past few years."

"What? Are you saying that the Beihan Sect was destroyed?"

Song Yun's face suddenly showed an expression of shock and disbelief.

His pupils contracted sharply, as if he wanted to see the truth of the news from Yao Qi's eyes.

As far as Song Yun knew, Beihan Sect was one of the top sects in the Snow Region. It was full of masters, had a profound foundation, and had many powerful people in the Nascent Soul stage.

It was hard for him to imagine that such a powerful sect could be destroyed so easily.

"Yes, Senior, about fifteen years ago, the Beihan Sect was destroyed by the demon cultivators from the Snow Demon Island."

Yao Qi nodded quickly in response, his voice unconsciously rising a few notches.

"I heard that the entire Beihan Sect was completely wiped out, with blood flowing like a river. It was a horrible sight. The once glorious Beihan Sect, with many buildings reduced to ruins overnight, and countless precious magic weapons and secret manuals were looted by those demon cultivators. Only the Beihan Sect's leader escaped, but his whereabouts are unknown now, and his life or death is uncertain."

Then, Song Yun took a deep breath and tried to keep his voice steady.

"The demon cultivators of Snow Demon Island alone should not be able to destroy the Beihan Sect, right?"

Yao Qi thought for a moment and said in a slightly hoarse voice.

"There are rumors that a powerful demon cultivator from the demon race who made the move was the one who made the move. But this is just a rumor. After all, the powerful ones in the demon race are too mysterious and powerful. Low-level cultivators like us don't have the chance to come into contact with them, let alone know the truth."

"Hasn't it been hundreds of years since a Divine Transformation cultivator appeared in the Snow Region, whether it's the human or demon race?" Song Yun asked with a frown on his face full of confusion.

"This junior really doesn't know." Yao Qi quickly shook his head and said.

Song Yun looked at them deeply, with a light flickering in his eyes.

After a moment, he nodded slowly.

"Okay, let's go."

"Thank you, senior, for not killing me!"

As if they had been pardoned, they hurriedly bowed to Song Yun to express their gratitude, bending at an angle of nearly 90 degrees.

Then they turned and hurried away, their steps hurried and hurried.

They didn't dare to stop for a moment, for fear that Song Yun would change his mind again.

In a moment, they disappeared into the snow-capped mountains.

After a few people left, a trace of solemnity flashed across Song Yun's face.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the vast sky, his eyes revealing firm determination, and he said to himself.

It seems that I have to break through to the Jindan stage as soon as possible. Only when I am strong enough can I have the ability to protect myself.

I don’t know if Wang Tianbao knows about this. I’ll have to go ask him later.

In the next five days, Song Yun did not slack off at all.

He knew very well that the golden elixir thunder tribulation was an extremely dangerous test, and if he was not careful, he would be reduced to ashes.

But he was not afraid at all. The training over the past twenty years not only greatly increased his strength, but also made his mentality more resilient.

He has made full preparations to meet the upcoming life-and-death challenge.

He carefully checked his magic weapons and elixirs to ensure that he would have enough means to deal with various emergencies when the thunder tribulation came.

Finally, five days passed in a flash.

The sky gradually became covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder.

The originally clear sky was instantly shrouded in darkness. The thick dark clouds seemed like a mountain that was about to collapse, making it hard for people to breathe.

Flashes of lightning shuttled through the clouds like angry dragons, making a deafening roar.

Song Yun took a deep breath and slowly walked out of the cave.

He looked up at the horrifying scene in the sky. There was no sign of retreat in his eyes. Instead, his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

His clothes fluttered in the wind, rustling.

"Lingque, step back a little and be careful not to be affected by the thunder tribulation." Song Yun turned his head and said to Lingque.

Although the spirit bird was worried, it still obediently flew away.

Its eyes were fixed on Song Yun.

A thick bolt of lightning streaked across the sky and struck straight towards Song Yun.

The golden elixir thunder tribulation officially begins.