As time passed, Luo Chen's cultivation continued to improve, and his state of mind grew more composed and profound. He began to comprehend the true essence of cultivation—not merely the pursuit of power, but also the tempering and elevation of the inner self.
Boom, boom, boom, boom...
Sudden thunderous sounds erupted above the previously silent desert, shaking the entire sandy ground as if it were trembling. The bright sky turned gloomy in an instant, filled with dark clouds, as if stained with thick ink. Lightning flashed among the clouds, each spark illuminating the desolate and vast desert.
Luo Chen abruptly opened his eyes, a trace of surprise flashing through them. He looked up at the sky, seeing the dark clouds converging at an astonishing speed, as if something was attracting them. A sense of unease surged in his heart—this wasn't an ordinary change in weather, but... a celestial tribulation!
