Yun Qingyue retreated rapidly, pulling back over a hundred miles before slowly coming to a halt. The moment she stopped, the sky began to brew the Tribulation clouds.
The formation of this Lightning Tribulation was very strange. It did not carry the oppressive, ink-black weight of past tribulations—the kind that makes people want to flee in terror.
Yun Qingyue had never seen golden Tribulation clouds before, nor had she ever heard of them from anyone else. The churning golden clouds were dazzling and beautiful, yet the pressure they exerted was greater than anything she had ever felt.
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