89: Chapter 88 The Tribulation of Becoming Emperor

The entire Eastern Region was once again in an uproar.

A Loose Cultivator selling Medicinal Pills from a stall was shouting when his legs suddenly gave out, and he fell to the ground.

"What the hell?! What's going on?!"

"Is the Heavenly Dao going crazy?"

A group of people looked up at the sky, only to see a massive, ink-purple tribulation cloud churning and gathering in the eastern sky, covering everything and blackening half the sky.

"What...what is this thing?!"

A young Cultivator tugged at the sleeve of the person next to him, his face filled with terror.

The person next to him impatiently shook off his hand: "How would I know! I haven't even read a book!"

"But didn't you usually brag about being well-read?"

"What I'm well-read in is...!"

...

Similar conversations were happening all over the Eastern Region.

Low-level Cultivators were confused.

Until the Old Ancestors of those Holy Lands and aristocratic families, one after another, had a change in expression.

Desolate Province, Xuanhuang Holy Land.

Xuanhuangzi stood in the Void Realm, staring intently at the tribulation cloud in the east, his hands trembling slightly.

"Emperor Tribulation..."

His voice was hoarse, carrying a hint of disbelief and an indescribable emotion.

He had been stuck at the Peak of Quasi-Emperor for countless years.

He had been waiting, waiting for an opportunity to Breakthrough.

But now, someone had taken a step ahead of him.

Xuanhuangzi said nothing, his figure transforming into a streak of light, speeding towards the east.

Cang Province, Kunlun Ancestral Land.

Kunlun Mountain stood outside the Emperor Mausoleum, gazing at the tribulation cloud, silent for a long time.

"Let's go, let's take a look," he said indifferently.

Yao Province, Sun and Moon Holy Land.

This was closest to the Emperor-Burying Abyss of Guixu.

The Old Ancestor Riyue of the Sun and Moon Holy Land stood at the highest point of the Holy Land, looking at the tribulation cloud that almost covered half the sky, his face extremely grim.

He was a Quasi-Emperor Late Stage, the overlord of Yao Province.

The Emperor-Burying Abyss of Guixu was right under his nose.

But now, someone was Undergoing Tribulation to become an Emperor on his territory.

And he only just discovered it at this moment.

"Old Ancestor..." an Elder behind him cautiously asked, "Should we..."

"Should we what?" Old Ancestor Riyue interrupted him, his tone carrying a hint of frustration.

"That's an Emperor Tribulation, am I going in there to seek death?"

The Elder dared not speak again.

Old Ancestor Riyue took a deep breath, suppressing the complex emotions in his heart.

Someone was becoming an Emperor on his territory, yet he could only watch from the outside.

This feeling was so stifling he wanted to curse.

But there was nothing he could do.

In front of an Emperor Tribulation, a Quasi-Emperor Late Stage was no different from an ant.

"Let's go," he said in a deep voice, "Let's go check the outer perimeter."

Taixuan Sect, inside the Sect Masters Hall.

Lin Chen was holding a teacup, having just brought it to his lips.

The moment that aura swept over, his hand paused slightly.

"Hmm?"

He put down the teacup and looked up towards the east.

Through the hall door, he could clearly see the ink-purple tribulation cloud churning and gathering.

[Ding—Detected the aura of an Emperor Tribulation appearing in the direction of the Emperor-Burying Abyss of Guixu!]

The System's voice rang in his mind.

Lin Chen raised an eyebrow: "Emperor Tribulation?"

[Yes. The Tribulation Undergoer is You Wujian, Sect Leader of the Yin Ghost Sect.]

Lin Chen was stunned for a moment: "Didn't we not find them before? Why suddenly now..."

[Previously, the Yin Ghost Sect was hidden deep within the Emperor-Burying Abyss of Guixu, with their aura completely concealed, so the System could not lock onto them. But now that the Emperor Tribulation has descended, the heavenly secrets are in disarray, and the Laws are leaking, their location and aura have been completely exposed.]

Lin Chen suddenly understood: "So that's how it is."

He picked up the teacup and took a sip, then suddenly remembered something and twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Breaking through to Great Emperor still requires being struck by lightning? That terrifying?"

[...Host, the way you say that, it's as if you've never read a cultivation novel.]

"I'm just sighing," Lin Chen put down the teacup.

"By the way, when I use a cultivation advancement card to Breakthrough to Great Emperor, I won't have to get struck by lightning, right?"

[Of course not. The cultivation advancement card rewarded by the System provides a direct advancement without any side effects and will not trigger a Heavenly Tribulation.]

Lin Chen nodded in satisfaction: "That's good."

He stood up and walked to the hall entrance, gazing at the tribulation cloud, a hint of contemplation flashing in his eyes.

"You Wujian...Yin Ghost Sect..."

A moment later, he spoke indifferently:

"Li Xiaoyao, Tianxing, come here."

As his voice fell, two figures silently appeared in the hall.

"What are Sect Master's orders?" Li Xiaoyao asked with a smile.

Lin Chen pointed to the tribulation cloud in the east.

"You Wujian, Sect Leader of the Yin Ghost Sect, is Undergoing Tribulation to become an Emperor."

Li Xiaoyao's smile slightly froze.

Great Emperor Tianxing raised an eyebrow.

Lin Chen continued: "You two go. If he is killed by the Lightning Tribulation, then all is well. If he miraculously survives..."

He paused, his tone flat:

"Then send him on his way."

Li Xiaoyao and Great Emperor Tianxing exchanged a glance, then bowed together:

"Your subordinates understand."

The two figures flickered and disappeared from the hall.

The tribulation cloud was still churning and gathering, having expanded several times its original size.

The ink-purple clouds blotted out the sky, covering the sky within a thousand-mile radius of the Emperor-Burying Abyss of Guixu, with streaks of lightning coursing deep within the clouds, emitting a heart-palpitating pressure.

The brewing of an Emperor Tribulation takes time.

And this time was enough for all the powerhouses of the entire Eastern Region to arrive.

Outside the Emperor-Burying Abyss of Guixu, a thousand miles away from its periphery.

Figures landed one after another.

The first to arrive was Old Ancestor Riyue from Yao Province. After all, this was his territory, so he arrived the earliest.

Followed by Xuanhuangzi, Old Ancestor of the Jun Family, Kunlun Mountain, Daoist Zixiao, Dao Lord Wanfa, Ancestor Piaomiao, Kui Po...

One after another, Quasi-Emperors landed on the periphery, gazing at the churning tribulation cloud, no one daring to cross the forbidden line.

The area within the range of the Heavenly Tribulation had now become an absolute forbidden zone.

Whoever entered would die.

And in front of them, outside the abyss entrance, stood figures in formation.

Those people were all wearing uniform black robes, with dark red, strange patterns embroidered on the corners of their robes, fluttering slightly in the wind.

Daoist Zixiao's gaze sharpened, and he whispered:

"That is... the symbol of the Yin Ghost Sect."

"So, the one Undergoing Tribulation inside is from the Yin Ghost Sect!"

Dao Lord Wanfa nodded: "Thatheretical cultivation sects that caused trouble in the Eastern Region back then? I didn't expect their lair to be here."

Old Ancestor Riyue raised an eyebrow, glanced at those figures, and a cold sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"Two Quasi-Emperors, a dozen or so Saint Kings, and the remaining small fry... quite complete."

His tone carried a hint of disdain, but a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

Not because of these people, but because of the existence Undergoing Tribulation deep within the tribulation cloud.

Lord Xuehun and Old Demon Wanshi stood at the very front, their auras surging, their expressions grave as they stared at these uninvited guests.

Opposite them was a group of Quasi-Emperors.

If these people were to act now...

A layer of cold sweat seeped from Lord Xuehun's forehead.

He subconsciously turned his head to glance at Old Demon Wanshi, finding that the other's face was no better.

They were guarding here originally to prevent anyone from causing trouble while the Sect Leader underwent tribulation.

But with this lineup now... how could they guard?

Xuanhuangzi merely glanced at them indifferently, then retracted his gaze, fixing it on the depths of the tribulation cloud.

Old Ancestor Riyue snorted coldly, no longer paying them any mind, and likewise looked towards the churning tribulation cloud.

Daoist Zixiao, Dao Lord Wanfa... one after another, the Quasi-Emperors' gazes all bypassed them, casting towards the blurry figure directly beneath the tribulation cloud.

No one made a move.

No one even gave them a second glance.

The most important thing right now was the person under the tribulation cloud.

If he succeeded, the Yin Ghost Sect would rise.

If he failed, the Yin Ghost Sect would be annihilated.

These people guarding here were merely supporting characters.