Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

In the skies above Imperial Dragon Mountain.

Within the scarlet vortex, bolts of lightning plummeted down, marking the seventh wave of Heavenly Tribulation.

The might of the Heavenly Tribulation was overwhelming.

No fewer than eighty-one purple-golden bolts of lightning transformed into terrifying thunderous dragons, tangling with each other, becoming an ever-thicker, ever-larger divine dragon of thunder.

What were once hundred-zhang-long thunder dragons turned in an instant into nine thousand-zhang-long thunder dragons.

They appeared lifelike, hideously frightening.

Enveloping their bodies was the force of the heavenly catastrophe, with thunderous power shaking the skies and fierce winds wreaking havoc as they clawed their way towards Xiao Yi.

They illuminated the whole world.

Xiao Yi himself was like a knight commanding the dragon, leading the terrifying divine dragon of thunder as he dashed towards the myriad of powerhouses on Imperial Dragon Mountain.

"What are you hesitating for at this once in a millenium thunder tribulation? Hurry and act, join me in transcending the tribulation!"

Xiao Yi's voice drowned out the roaring of the thunder.

A terrifying energy enshrouded the whole region in an instant.

Atop Imperial Dragon Mountain.

Emperor Qian sprang up from his dragon bed with a whoosh, "..."

Yang Yuhuan, the unparalleled War King, had twitching features. Under the illumination of purple-golden thunder, his expression of shock on his face became even more exaggerated, "I, I fuck... Xiao Yi, have you gone mad?"

Xiao Zhengde had just woken up, only to see Xiao Yi carrying the nine heavenly thunder dragons rushing toward him.

Watching as the nine lifelike thunder dragons, wrapped in destructive and wild power, drew closer, one could clearly see the dragon scales on their bodies, which resembled shields.

"This, this unfilial child... is this attempting to kill his father?"

His eyes rolled back, and he fainted once again.

Countless powerhouses were dumbstruck by the scene before their eyes.

"Run for it!"

"Dammit, Xiao Yi you madman, are you planning to take us all down with you?"

"He's lost it, Xiao Yi you lunatic! Why did I stay to watch this unfold..."

Powerhouse after powerhouse turned pale, scattering like birds and beasts, running madly in all directions.

However...

Xiao Yi had no intention of letting them go.

His only method to break through to the sixth rotation of the Wind Thunder Holy Body was to amplify the power of the Heavenly Tribulation. But now, with only three waves left, the only way was to bring more people into the range of the tribulation.

Only then would the strength of the tribulation multiply by many times, possibly even tens of times.

This was an unorthodox move!

Gambling with one's life!

But it was also a rare opportunity!

Yang Ling was the first to suffer. He was at the cusp of a breakthrough, but the commotion caused by Xiao Yi earlier had prevented his own tribulation from descending. It wasn't until now, with Xiao Yi bringing the tribulation to his side.

The opportunity of his breakthrough immediately caught the attention of the heavenly tribulation.

Suddenly...

The blood-colored vortex in the heavens spun even more madly.

"I, I, I just wanted to smoothly transcend the tribulation; I didn't expect it to be this thrilling..." Yang Ling was so panicked that he was nearly crying. A thunder dragon had already taken notice of him, rushing directly in his direction.

Atop Imperial Dragon Mountain.

Many powerhouses were already fleeing into the distance, but how could their speed compare to Xiao Yi, who had the wings of Wind Thunder, and the thunder dragons?

One after another, the powerhouses were forced to stop running.

They could sense that the heavenly tribulation had noticed them, and even if they fled, they couldn't escape the terrifying tribulation.

The only choice was to stay and join Xiao Yi in facing the tribulation head-on.

Boom, boom, boom!

At that moment...

Xiao Yi had already charged into Imperial Dragon Mountain, and with a series of earth-shattering noises, six thunder dragons caught up to his figure and with a loud bang, Xiao Yi was struck down to the ground.

Half the mountain peak was forcefully shaved off.

Flying sand and rolling stones, rocks hurtling through the sky, countless destructive energies transformed into a storm, sweeping in all directions.

The vast Xiaoshanhe Institute was half destroyed.

Emperor Qian's heart bled, but at that moment, he also had no choice but to operate his profound skills, releasing his Iron-winged Chi Dragon, soaring into the sky to resist the terrifying heavenly tribulation.

Yang Yuhuan, Huihai Sword Master, Yang Kun, and so on...

As many as tens of thousands of powerful beings, under Xiao Yi's coercion, were forced to grit their teeth and attempt to survive the tribulation together!

One by one, they cursed Xiao Yi's ancestors for generations in their hearts.

But they also had no other solution…

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The last three thunderous divine dragons also fell upon Imperial Dragon Mountain one after another, blasting rocks into the sky, shattering the mountain, and killing and wounding many strong beings.

Mid-mountain location.

Within a huge pit ravaged by lightning, Xiao Yichong soared into the sky. Just now, having been struck by six thunderous divine dragons, he too was seriously injured. Blood traces spilled from his seven orifices, yet he simply raised a hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Xiao Yi eagerly looked up at the sky, the roiling blood-colored whirlpool had already ceased its downward barrage of tribulation.

Energy from all around was still being devoured by it continuously.

Heavenly might vast and powerful, it was still brewing an even more terrifying heavenly tribulation.

After all...

There are as many as tens of thousands of people attempting to survive the tribulation right now!

Rumbling thunder!

The blood-colored whirlpool seemed enraged by this ten-thousand-strong tribulation, emitting a thunderous roar.

The frenzied spinning whirlpool had already drained the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth within thousands of miles, continuously condensing into an even more terrifying tribulation. A burst of red light, like a radiant sun, extended from the whirlpool.

Within that fiery red thunderball resembling the blazing sun, one could vaguely see a dignified and majestic deity, powerful without anger. Standing atop a fire phoenix, holding a true dragon of thunder, his cold gaze watched over the insignificant mortals below.

Space was completely twisted at this moment.

Yang Zun was dumbstruck, "Crazy, truly crazy... to actually summon the Pure Yang Divine Thunder?"

"Damn it, it's do or die!"

"If hit by this Pure Yang Divine Thunder, even those in the Dharma Manifestation Realm might be severely wounded…"

"Xiao Yi... if I can live through this tribulation, I swear I will stay hundreds, thousands of miles away from you, this madman, never to provoke you again…" Yang Kun was already trembling with fear under the mighty heavenly power of the tribulation, his face pale and completely bloodless, he yelled in despair.

Boom!

Rumbling thunder…

Inside the Pure Yang Divine Thunder, that deity figure suddenly moved.

Thunderbolts transformed into fireballs, falling from the sky like shooting stars, plunging down from the firmament above.

"Block it!"

"Don't take it lightly…"

Tens of thousands acted in unison, colorful Yuan energy covered the space between heaven and earth, and various forms of Martial Dao Fasxiang were deployed in succession. Everyone exerted their full strength, resisting the terrifying apocalyptic divine thunder.

"How spectacular is it for tens of thousands to undergo tribulation? Hahaha…"

Xiao Yi looked up to the sky and let out a long howl. The battered Wind Thunder wings on his back suddenly fluttered, allowing him to leap miles in a single bound, heading straight for the sky to fight the tribulation thunder. At this moment, facing the tribulation of ten thousand, Xiao Yi still showed no hint of retreat.

He still chose to stand his ground!

When everyone was avoiding the tribulation, doing all they could to weaken the energy of the tribulation, and dodging out of the way,

Xiao Yi was like the only one going against the world's natural order.

He rode the wind.

His feet trod on the void.

Wielding the Falling Dust Sword, he charged at the clouds of tribulation above. Wherever he passed, the astonished onlookers watched him brush past, and in the void, apart from the terrifying sound of colliding energies, only Xiao Yi's earth-shattering voice echoed ceaselessly, "Wind Thunder tempers the body, refine me…"