Isn't this a game? How come you guys are really cultivating immortals!

If they could do it all over again, these demon cultivators named Jiang Ling and A Mei would never have come here to provoke a demon cultivator at the early stage of the Golden Core realm.

When Song Jiu stopped preventing the little golden dragon inside her from leaving.

The little golden dragon, which had been spinning, suddenly stopped for a moment.

Then, with a joyful swing, it burst out of Song Jiulai's body.

"Ang~~"

A deep, resounding dragon roar suddenly echoed through the sky.

Jiang Ling and A Mei looked up, their faces pale, and a golden dragon appeared in the sky.

It was clear that it was not a real golden dragon, but even its illusory form exuded a powerful aura that could shake the entire world.

Especially demon cultivators.

Strictly speaking, dragons should be considered demons, and they are the pinnacle of all demon races.

Hierarchical oppression etched into the bloodline.

Jiang Ling's pupils shrank dramatically, his lips trembled, and his expression was completely distorted.

"A dragon? How could it possibly be a dragon?"

Almost all the ancient mythical beasts have disappeared; nowadays, it's incredibly rare to find even a bloodline that has reverted to its ancestral form.

Even living sacred beasts may not necessarily come out of the mountains.

What kind of technique is this?

But the oppressive feeling that this little golden dragon created for Jiangling and Amei was too profound.

They almost couldn't help but kneel down.

What's even more terrifying is that the surrounding landscape has begun to change.

When dark, ominous clouds loomed overhead.

Jiang Ling and Amei's expressions became even more horrified: "Tribulation? How could someone possibly undergo tribulation?"

They looked at Song Jiulai in front of them, and suddenly their eyes widened in fury: "You're actually only at the late Foundation Establishment stage!"

Clearly, there can only be one person undergoing tribulation in front of you.

Although Jiang Ling was in the late stage of the Golden Core realm, he didn't feel anything at all, so it couldn't possibly be his tribulation.

Song Jiulai's body, pierced by the iron chains, looked horrifying. She forced a smile: "Knowing it's me undergoing tribulation, why don't you run?"

In the sky, the clouds in all directions began to change constantly, and dark clouds gathered.

The hundred-foot-high tribulation clouds rolled heavily, their ink-black color so thick it was almost solidified, resembling an inverted abyss hanging down, pressing down and swallowing up the last ray of light between heaven and earth.

That silent pressure crushed heavily over the skin and bones of everyone present.

This is the power of a heavenly tribulation.

Even those at the Golden Core stage undergoing tribulation dare not confront it head-on.

Even a master at the Tribulation Transcending stage can't do it.

The Heavenly Tribulation is special; only those destined to face it will be tested.

Everyone else could only watch.

If an unrelated person tries to obstruct the heavenly tribulation, the tribulation will automatically change its power and strike the person who made the move.

You are at the Tribulation Transcending stage, so that's the power of the Tribulation Transcending stage.

Heaven's will not allow you to exploit loopholes.

Otherwise, if even powerful cultivators undergoing tribulation could help, so many cultivators wouldn't have perished.

The lightning tribulation was gathering, and Jiang Ling and A Mei's faces turned even paler.

Ah Mei urged, "Senior brother, let's run!"

They couldn't withstand this lightning tribulation.

Jiang Ling glanced at Song Jiulai, then at the little golden dragon circling and dancing in the sky.

In the end, Jiang Ling made his decision: "I will kill you!"

He did not intend to escape directly, because the surrounding space was now restricted, making it impossible to use spatial magic to escape instantly.

He couldn't bear to watch Song Jiu come to undergo her tribulation.

Taking advantage of the tribulation of lightning, it's the perfect opportunity to take Song Jiu's life.

The tribulation hasn't officially started yet; he still has a chance!

However, at that moment, the little golden dragon roared and plunged down from the sky, crashing directly into Jiang Ling's top-grade magic weapon.

"boom!"

The magic weapon that was originally meant to capture Song Jiu was actually knocked off balance by the little golden dragon.

The chains swung about, causing a slight tremor.

The oppressive force binding Song Jiu suddenly lessened.

The system exclaimed, "Holy crap, what a powerful golden dragon!"

Despite being at the late Foundation Establishment stage, his true form can actually withstand a Heavenly Grade Magic Treasure!

No wonder it was forged from the Nine Transformations Dragon Bone Body Technique.

You should know that this little golden dragon was refined by five-element colored stones. Ordinary people should not be able to create such a dragon by refining nine-transformation dragon bones.

"Brother!"

A look of horror crossed Amei's eyes: "Something's wrong with this golden dragon..."

Since it clearly came from Song Jiu's body, it should follow her level.

They actually have the strength to directly confront a top-grade magic weapon.

This is too outrageous!

The taste of Song wine is even worse.

The pressure of the heavenly tribulation had arrived, and she felt herself struggling to breathe.

The appearance of the little golden dragon not only burned her spiritual energy, but also burned her blood!

Her entire body was burning with golden blood, as if every inch of her bones was being refined.

Jiang Ling was about to attack Song Jiu when the little golden dragon pounced on him.

"Brother, let's go!"

Amei felt uneasy and kept urging Jiangling to leave quickly.

Jiang Ling glanced at the blood-soaked Song Jiu Lai and felt extremely unwilling. In the end, he could only retrieve his Heavenly Grade Magic Treasure and quickly run away.

Little Golden Dragon followed after it.

After the magical artifact in the sky was retrieved, Song Jiulai immediately stuffed a fourth-tier Qi-replenishing pill and a blood-replenishing pill into his mouth.

Then he put some therapeutic fourth-order pills that he had acquired from the market into his mouth.

The bones and blood that had been burned and broken were quickly repaired at this moment.

After a series of attempts to calm things down, Song Jiulai quickly looked at Jiang Ling and said, "You want to run away too!"

The heavenly tribulation is before us, you all must die!

The commotion of undergoing tribulation is significant; even those at the Golden Core stage can cause a sensation.

Not to mention that before this, the Dragon's Roar had appeared in the world.

In the nearest city, Xuanwu City, the city lord Huo Yuan, with his clothes open, was half-lying in the city lord's tower drinking.

The moment he heard the noise, his eyes narrowed, he quickly stood up, abandoned his nonchalant demeanor, and looked into the distance.

His face twisted for a moment: "...The Dragon Clan..."

In Xuanwu City, Di Jue mingled among the crowd, his hand holding the item trembling slightly.

Some of the girls in white looked in disbelief toward the direction of the aura.

"The aura of a dragon?"

how is this possible.

The sacred dragon beasts reside outside the Yunzhou continent and will not descend upon Yunzhou unless there is a major event.

Could it be that someone's spirit beast bloodline has reverted to its ancestral form?

In an instant, several figures in the city rushed toward the source of the aura.

The Snow Cang Sect lives up to its name.

The rolling snow-capped mountains conceal the magnificent buildings among the peaks.

On a mountaintop, a massive tower stands almost vertically between heaven and earth.

At this moment, the nine-tailed fox, who had shown unusual behavior not long ago, opened its pair of bright amber eyes once again.

A mournful cry once again escaped from its throat.

The dark iron chain began to sway with its movement.

Zongcheng descended into chaos once more.

Beyond the Yunzhou continent, there seems to be a mysterious place that is gradually becoming turbulent.

At this moment, Song Jiulai was shrouded in the heavenly tribulation, and his divine sense was completely unable to perceive anything.

His eyes were fixed on Jiang Ling and Amei.

He used the most low-class methods to provoke the two of them and amplify his own voice.

"Why are you running? If you run, I'll be your grandma!"

Jiangling: "..."

My nerves started to tense up.

Amei was in a hurry to run away, so she grabbed Jiangling's arm and said, "Senior brother, Grandma is Grandma. A wise man doesn't fight a losing battle. You can argue with her, but you can't gamble with the heavens."

"..."