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Before Ye Wanqing even stepped inside, a scorching wave of heat swept over her, and all she could see were rolling flames. The flames contained a bit of the power of the Heavenly Dao, and seemed to be wrapped with spiritual power that tempered her bones. When they licked her skin, it felt as if they were burning her soul.

If she hadn't been born with the protection of the Nine Heavens Divine Fire and later forged the Hellfire, she probably wouldn't have been able to withstand this fire.

And this fire seemed to be heavenly fire sent down by the Heavenly Dao itself.

Before the heavenly fire had subsided, a deafening thunderclap suddenly resounded above Ye Wanqing's head. Dark purple lightning, like a giant dragon, tore through the sky and crashed down with an aura of destruction.

"Nine Heavens Tribulation".

Ye Wanqing murmured softly, but a hint of panic was hidden between her brows.

What exactly are her master and Di Siheng hiding from her?

Master actually offered up the Nine Heavens Tribulation.

This is a ninefold heavenly tribulation containing half of Master's Heavenly Dao power.

What exactly is hidden beneath the layers of Heavenly Dao power?

Ye Wanqing bit her lower lip tightly. Because of the aura of the Great Dao Dragon Maiden on her body, all flames and lightning tribulations would automatically dissipate upon touching her body.

She didn't know how long she had walked, but she knew that the deeper she went underground, the stronger the aura of the Heavenly Dao she sensed became, and the temperature around her kept dropping.

A bone-chilling cold suddenly rushed towards her, and countless icicles, like poisoned darts, pierced through the void, only to stop abruptly upon sensing her presence.

Flames engulf the body, thunder shatters the soul, and ice corrodes the bones.

These are all true.

Suddenly, mist appeared in the distance, and a white figure was faintly visible in the center of the altar.

Sensing some unknown aura, the gradually thickening mist suddenly vanished, revealing the white figure becoming increasingly clear.

Ye Wanqing froze on the spot, her fingertips trembling violently, and her heart ached in waves.

At the center of the altar stood a massive nine-tailed fox, its nine tails, each shimmering with a beautiful luster, tightly bound by a thick, icy black iron chain. The chains were engraved with obscure runes and emitted a dark light that suppressed spiritual power.

Even more so, around the nine-tailed fox's neck, there was a chain with a dark metallic luster, thicker than the chain that had been used to lock his tail, and flashing with the power of thunder. One end was wrapped around a stone pillar on the cave ceiling, while the other end went around his neck and was tied in a knot below his Adam's apple.

With each movement, the runes glowed red, leaving deep bloody marks on his neck and fox tail, but he seemed oblivious, showing no reaction whatsoever.

As her gaze fell upon the blood seeping from his body, Ye Wanqing's vision suddenly blurred. She instinctively raised her hand to her chest, her heart pounding so fast it felt like it was about to shatter her ribs.

She couldn't tell whether it was Linglong's heart that was aching or her own heart that was aching, or both. Her fingertips trembled more and more violently, and she could barely hold onto Ningyu, which was hidden in her sleeve.

Above the nine-tailed fox's head, thick thunderclouds rolled endlessly, many times more violent than the lightning that had struck her earlier. Lightning flashed within the dark clouds, and each tremor carried a world-destroying pressure.

This is the center of the Nine Heavens Tribulation.

The faint, imminent power emanating from the horizon affected her as the Dragon Maiden of Destiny; her entire body felt as if it were being pricked by thousands of needles, and her blood seemed to be boiling and burning.

It hurts.

In just a moment, Ye Wanqing felt endless pain spreading until it pierced her heart and bones. How long had Di Siheng been in pain here?

At that moment, sensing something, Ye Wanqing suddenly looked up, her pupils shrinking sharply. She saw the tribulation clouds churning on the top of the rock above the altar, muffled thunder rumbling from the depths, sizzling heavenly fire scorching down on her face, and bone-chilling ice like sharp blades, their sharpness aimed directly at the nine-tailed fox on the altar.

Almost instantly, Ye Wanqing instinctively leaped forward, her figure like an arrow released from a bow. Her clothes fluttered in the air currents, and she threw the condensed feather from her sleeve. The fan-shaped feather drew a dazzling arc in the air, but only created a faint ripple at the edge of the tribulation clouds.

too strong.

Under the triple power of thunder, heavenly fire, and ice, even her natal artifact was as dim as a firefly.

Ye Wanqing did not hesitate. In that instant, a series of images flashed through her mind—familiar, heartbreaking, and beloved—but they were all of Di Siheng. She turned around and touched the furry yet blood-soaked body of a fox.

Suddenly sensing a familiar presence, Di Siheng's already hazy consciousness froze for a moment, and the thought that she had entered his dream again came to mind. How wonderful.

Until a muffled groan came, accompanied by a faint smell of blood, it almost instinctively stimulated his brain, and his previously dazed expression instantly became clear.

"Wanwan!"

With a flash of light, the enormous nine-tailed fox transformed into a handsome and wicked man, who embraced the woman protecting him. With a wave of his hand, powerful magic poured out, instantly obliterating the heavenly fire, lightning, and ice.

At the same time, the chains that had been binding him trembled violently, and runes flashed wildly across the chains.

Di Siheng's embrace carried the slight coolness of someone who had lived in a cold place for a long time, yet it also possessed a heart-stopping power. Magical energy surged out of his body like a tsunami, forming a semi-transparent barrier that firmly protected Ye Wanqing's body.

Because of the power of Heaven and the fact that she was the Dragon Maiden of Destiny, these three powers, though formidable, only injured Ye Wanqing at the very beginning. Even so, a continuous stream of demonic power still poured out from Di Siheng's body.

Ye Wanqing leaned against Di Siheng, the familiar cold fragrance emanating from him lingering around her nose, mixed with a faint smell of blood.

She looked up and saw that the man who had faced the triple forces without flinching had a faint bloodshot look in the corner of his eyes.

With her fingertips trembling slightly, Ye Wanqing gently raised her hand, her movements as light as if afraid of disturbing something. Her right hand slowly caressed his cheek, her palm touching his slightly cool skin. That familiar touch made her eyes well up with tears, and her throat felt like it was stuffed with hot cotton.

"Di Siheng." Ye Wanqing's voice was soft, tinged with a sob she herself didn't realize, her tone trembling slightly at the end, "Are you alright?"

Di Siheng did not answer immediately, but turned his head slightly and pressed his cheek closer to her palm, as if trying to draw that little bit of comfort.

The next second, he lowered his head and gently covered the back of her hand with his warm lips. It was not a passionate kiss, but a light peck with care and sigh, as if he were treating a lost treasure that had been found again, or as if he were silently blaming her.

"Wanwan." His voice was low and hoarse, filled with an overwhelming love and an intense, unyielding heartache. "You shouldn't have come."

Only now, as the two drew close together, did Ye Wanqing sense the immense, pure power within him that was far beyond the reach of this realm.

Before the words were finished, the powerful triple force vanished instantly, replaced by a vast power that was both extremely unfamiliar and vaguely familiar, several times stronger than the heavenly fire, lightning tribulation, and ice from before.

Ye Wanqing's pupils suddenly contracted, "The power of rules?"

There is actually the power of rules here!