"My lord, please don't divine anymore! To be able to accompany you for eight hundred years, I am already content..."
Zhao Lingyin quickly regained her usual tranquility after the initial panic, and her slender jade fingers were gently combing Shen Mo's disheveled hair, tenderly snapping off the dozens of strands that had lost all Essence and Qi.
Shen Mo understood her intention; she wanted to sacrifice her cultivation to avoid facing the enlightenment tribulation.
Her death tribulation was not part of the enlightenment tribulation, yet it closely followed it. Although Shen Mo was not clear on the specifics, he could be certain that there was an inseparable cause and effect link between the two.
As long as Zhao Lingyin does not attempt to reach the Divine Bridge Realm, in theory, this death tribulation would never descend.
