Mingxing Peak.
Bang!
On this day, dark clouds gathered on the summit, the once-clear sky now covered by tribulation clouds stretching hundreds of miles.
This was the phenomenon of a Heavenly Tribulation.
The commotion stirred the attention of many.
"Is this Mingxing Peak? Is Zhi Xin crossing a tribulation?"
On Plum Blossom Mountain, Master Mei Hua suddenly raised his head, sensing the energy in the ether. After some calculation, he determined the direction of the tribulation—it was Mingxing Peak.
He was well aware of Zhi Xin's condition. Undertaking a tribulation at this moment was unwise unless…
Mei Hua considered a certain possibility.
The winds surrounding Mingxing Peak roared for three days and nights.
The howling sounded like a tiger's roar or a dragon's cry, and hearing it alone was enough to chill the soul.
The entire upper echelon of the Taoist School noticed the spectacle.
They knew someone was attempting a tribulation.
The Wind Tribulation!
