In the passing of time, another five hundred years have gone by.
On this day, the Youming Realm was filled with thunderous sounds, with multiple Void Refining Thunder Tribulations descending one after another, dark clouds spreading across the sky.
Jiang Ding stood with his hands behind his back, quietly gazing at the sky, lost in thought.
The ones facing tribulation naturally were Dinghai Heavenly Monarch and others.
It was a matter of life or death today.
If successful, they would enter a new world, extending life by thirty thousand years; if not, all past experiences would become mere memories, left in the minds of others.
"Sword Master,"
The Bright Inheritance reported from the side: "After nearly a thousand years of cultivation, several Nascent Soul Seeds have emerged, with some potential to pass the Immortal Sect Ascension Immigrant Heavenly Tribulation, becoming Immortal Sect Citizens."
