I have the face of a great demon.

He Taichou was so frightened that his face turned pale.

That day at the old site of Wuhua Gate, he narrowly escaped the clutches of the great demon, and has been worried ever since that great demon would come to kill him.

As expected, the great demon has arrived, bringing with him a tribulation of lightning.

This is a move to wipe him out along with the entire Tianhe Sect!

He knew how terrifying a lightning tribulation could be; he had even survived one himself.

During the tribulation, the power of the lightning tribulation will increase based on the number and strength of the cultivators within its range.

If there are other people around, the lightning tribulation will not only target the person undergoing the tribulation, but will also involve those around them, multiplying its intensity.

The one currently undergoing this tribulation is a Mahayana stage lightning tribulation. Its power is unimaginable; these small fry would be reduced to ashes the moment they were even touched, probably leaving not even a trace.

He had never witnessed a tribulation of the Mahayana stage, but judging from the tribulations of the Golden Core and Nascent Soul stages, he knew that this person's tribulation would definitely cover the entire Tianhe Sect.

The Heavenly River Sect is doomed!

He Taichou was heartbroken and had no strength left to resist. He could only close his eyes and wait for death.

Just then, someone in the crowd shouted, "It's thundering! It's a tribulation! Run!"

This shout was like igniting a powder keg, and panic immediately erupted in the crowd.

All the disciples ran out like a flock of frightened sheep, creating a scene of utter chaos.

He Taichou was jolted awake from his daze by the sudden shout.

He glanced at the man in black robes, who was focused on preparing for his tribulation and seemed to have no time for him.

"Opportunity knocks but once," He Taichou thought to himself, knowing this was the best time to escape.

Taking advantage of the fact that the great demon was preoccupied, He Taichou immediately turned around, unleashed his fastest speed, and sped towards the mountain gate.

The scene quickly spiraled out of control, with the disciples of the Tianhe Sect thrown into unprecedented chaos amidst shouts of "The great demon is undergoing tribulation! Run!"

They scattered like wasps whose nest had been disturbed, each displaying their unique abilities.

Some disciples flew on swords, their feet treading on the flying swords, the sword light flashing.

Their figures streaked through the air like streaks of light. Some were highly skilled swordsmen, moving with ease, while others were novices, staggering and facing constant danger.

Exclamations of "Ouch!" and "Watch out!" echoed from time to time in the air. Some flying swords nearly collided, while others drew dangerous arcs in the air, barely managing to avoid collisions.

The situation on the ground was even more chaotic. Those disciples who couldn't fly on swords took off running, their footsteps, panting, and shouts all mixed together.

Some disciples ran incredibly fast, as if they were being chased by ghosts, while others stumbled and fell, sometimes tripping over each other or colliding with one another, creating human obstacles and making the already chaotic scene even worse.

"Make way, make way!" a disciple shouted as he ran, trying to squeeze a path through the crowd.

"Ouch, you stepped on my foot!" another disciple cried out, only to be relentlessly pushed forward by the crowd.

Some disciples, even as they fled, couldn't help but look back, their eyes filled with terror, fearing that the terrifying tribulation lightning might suddenly descend.

Some were out of breath and pale, clearly terrified.

In this great escape, the sect's order and rules had long been thrown to the winds.

The disciples had only one thought: escape, flee this place that was about to become the center of the lightning tribulation, and save their own lives.

Zhao Wuji was nestled in his small room, his eyes slightly closed, immersed in cultivation.

Ever since he offended He Taichou so badly last time, he's been like a wilted eggplant, listless and staying indoors all the time. He complains of headaches one day, foot pain the next, and general discomfort all day long. In short, he's a sickly, rogue-like figure, pretending to be sick and hiding away.

Although He Taichou was angry, there was nothing she could do about it.

After all, although Zhao Wuji was cunning, he was really good at faking illness.

He Taichou couldn't do anything about him; he wanted to get back at him but couldn't come up with a plan. He was unwell, so he couldn't just force him to do anything.

Zhao Wuji was hiding in his little nest, enjoying the rare peace and quiet, until the tribulation clouds that suddenly appeared in the sky made him feel an unprecedented terrifying pressure.

The oppressive aura, like a mountain pressing down, instantly interrupted his cultivation.

Zhao Wuji opened his eyes, his expression changing from leisurely and complacent to one of utter terror.

"This is... a tribulation of lightning?" Zhao Wuji's voice trembled slightly. He could feel the terror of that power, a power capable of destroying the heavens and the earth.

He quickly snapped out of his meditative state, jumped to the door, and looked up at the sky.

The thunderclouds in the sky churned like boiling ink, lightning danced like silver snakes, thunder roared, and a powerful pressure descended from the sky.

Zhao Wuji's face turned pale: "Who the hell is undergoing tribulation in the sect? Isn't anyone going to do anything about it?"

But when he rushed outside cursing and followed the location of the lightning tribulation to the front of the main hall, and saw the black-robed figure floating above the hall, his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

"Great Demon!" Zhao Wuji exclaimed in shock, his face filled with terror.

The figure in black robes appeared particularly eerie against the backdrop of thunderclouds, and the powerful aura instilled in Zhao Wuji a deep-seated fear.

Zhao Wuji's legs began to tremble uncontrollably. He wanted to run away, but found his steps heavy and he could barely take a step.

I'm doomed! The great demon is coming to kill me!

Zhao Wuji collapsed to the ground.

With a great demon staring straight ahead and lightning pressing down from above, how do you escape?

Just then, he heard the screams and shouts of the disciples around him and saw the chaotic scene of them running around like headless flies.

A sudden surge of survival instinct welled up within Zhao Wuji.

What a great opportunity! By taking advantage of the chaos and blending in with the disciples, he could have a chance to escape.

"Run!" Zhao Wuji shouted, finally overcoming his fear and starting to flee with the others.

His figure weaved through the crowd, sometimes being pushed forward, sometimes being squeezed to the side, rushing towards the mountain gate in a disheveled state.

On a precipitous peak of the Tianhe Sect, in a cave nestled in the rock face, Niu Wei and Zhou Tianyi were facing the wall in deep thought, their faces filled with bitterness.

The two figures appeared particularly lonely in the stone cave, accompanied only by the occasional mountain breeze and birdsong.

Suddenly, the tribulation clouds in the sky descended with unparalleled pressure, and even this remote stone cave could feel the heart-palpitating power.

Niu Wei and Zhou Tianyi were startled awake by the sudden pressure. They snapped out of their reverie and looked up at the sky.

"What's going on?" Niu Wei's voice trembled slightly, and his face was full of surprise.

Zhou Tianyi was also bewildered. He followed Niu Wei's gaze and saw that the tribulation clouds in the sky were like a giant black hand, slowly opening up in the sky. Lightning flashed in the clouds, thunder rumbled, and a powerful pressure descended from the sky.

"Look! Over there!" Niu Wei pointed to the main hall in the distance, his voice tinged with fear.

Zhou Tianyi looked in the direction he pointed and saw a man in black robes hovering above the hall, emanating a powerful aura.

Zhou Tianyi's face turned pale instantly, and he cried out in terror, "Great Demon!"

Why would such a powerful demon appear here? And why is he undergoing tribulation here?

How could they possibly withstand such a terrifying tribulation of lightning?

Seeing the surging crowd in the entire Tianhe Sect rushing towards the mountain gate, Niu Wei and Zhou Tianyi no longer hesitated. They immediately rushed out of the stone cave and fled in another direction on their swords.

The tribulation clouds gradually took shape, and the tribulation of lightning was about to begin.

At this moment, the Tianhe Sect was deserted; everyone had fled outside the mountain gate and tumbled down the long steps.