The very air felt dense as the vast expanse of the tribulation cloud covered the sky. The twinkle of the stars vanished as they replaced by a terrifying looking cloud.
Atmosphere in the forest turned tense with the occasional crackling sound coming from the cloud. "Squeak", "howl", the frightened sound of various animals came out as they scurried away to escape.
Zhan Chen sat calmly in this tense atmosphere, seemingly unaffected by the impending doom. His breathing was even and calm, his face a picture of serene concentration. He was like an immovable mountain steadfast and undeterred infront of a looming storm.
Shui Liying, however, was far from calm. The fear in her heart grew with every passing second. She was an emperor realm cultivator, having faced countless battles and seen various tribulations. But what was unfolding before her was beyond her comprehension.
