Ancestral Vein of the Ancient Race.
Song Yan chanted, depicting an Immortal secluded in mist, the fourth hand holding the Life and Death Stake, then entirely drilling into that stake, connecting to the heavens, stirring clouds and mists.
Radiant clouds dimmed, thunder slurry gathered.
But it was only gathering, accumulating, yet not falling.
Even though it was only dusk, darkness had already enveloped everything.
However, as the time of thunder slurry accumulation prolonged, Ningxin Ancestor's delight gradually faded, replaced by fright.
In these thousands of years, she had seen many "small celestial tribulations," and had also seen the scenario of thunder slurry accumulating but not immediately falling.
Generally, the cultivators encountering such "small celestial tribulation" were those with strong cultivation, and afterward, it was proven that these cultivators had promising futures.
