An ancient aura permeated the battlefield, shrouding it in an atmosphere that made many spectators feel as though they had been transported to an era of antiquity.
At this moment, Ye Qiu stood at the lowest layer of the storm clouds, bolts of lightning crackled around him, each strike startling and terrifying as they hit the ground, sending up wisps of smoke.
The elder finally lost his composure, as the aura emanating from Ye Qiu filled him with increasing unease.
He wanted to interrupt, but it was already too late. Ye Qiu spoke softly, "The First Tribulation!"
As Ye Qiu spoke, a surge of energy seemed to connect heaven and earth, and with a thunderous roar, the clouds above rolled and churned. Many people widened their eyes in astonishment, for they saw something beginning to form within the clouds.
"Heavens, what is that?" Someone pointed at a corner of the heavenly stele now revealed, speaking in bewilderment.
