A soft shoot sprouted from the mysterious vine. It was only two inches long, with two tender leaves, yet its color was startling—pitch-black and surrounded by intense death qi. Black energy swirled around the shoot, forming a small cloud the size of a fist, and it was flickering with black lightning.0

Long Chen’s heart trembled at the sight. This black lightning held a potent aura of annihilation, eerily similar to his heavenly tribulation’s power.0

“What strange lightning. It’s fundamentally different from the lightning of heavenly tribulation,” said Lei Linger, attracted by the lightning in this tiny shoot.0

“How is it different?”...0