Stepping back a moment in time.

When Yun Xueqing was sighing in sorrow, the tribulation clouds that formed above Snowfall City suddenly contracted. Because the thunder was too dazzling in contrast to how dark the night was, no one noticed this. But, the next scene was hard for anyone to not notice.

From those tribulation clouds high above, that third strike of tribulation thunder which carried with it an aura that seemed as if it could destroy anything, suddenly slowed down. This scene was like space itself had become a swamp. As the thunder fell further, it became increasingly slow. Then, beneath the gaze of all those present, it froze in midair.

Yes, it had stopped!

No one had ever witnessed such a scene nor had anyone ever heard of something similar in legends or fables. This was tribulation thunder, so why would it ever stop as it was falling?

At this moment, within the hearts of countless cultivators, it was like billions of wild god beasts were galloping through the grasslands. Their thoughts were in chaos and their minds were blank.

Hey, could someone tell them just what was going on?

But following that, they would discover that heavenly tribulation coming to a stop wasn’t the end; it could also retract! Thus, everyone understood that it wasn’t that the void had turned into a swamp, forcing the heavenly tribulation to come to a stop. Rather, in those black tribulation...