Soul Land V: Rebirth of Tang San

For him, this was merely a distant hope, something he hadn't taken too seriously. What truly made him take this matter seriously was the moment he felt the immortal aura within the Blue Gold Palace that day.

Three hundred meters, five hundred meters! Blue and red, the Two Qi of yin and Yang entwined around them, carrying them higher and higher into the skies. That stairway gleamed with dazzling brilliance.

The shattered void overhead churned more violently, as though the entire dimension was intent on annihilating them. It seemed determined to destroy them at all costs. Yet, under such tremendous pressure, the emperors could see that the two-colored stairway continued to rise steadily, ascending ever higher.

At last, they reached two thousand meters in the air. The two-colored stairway finally came to a halt. Upon seeing this, the emperors couldn't help but tense up. A pause during the tribulation of ascent was the worst-case scenario—once stopped, it would be extremely difficult to resume.

The Crystal Phoenix Demon Emperor clenched both fists nervously. Back in his own tribulation, he had once halted during the ascent. After stopping, every attempt to lift his foot and move forward was thwarted by overwhelming pressure. In the end, it was only with the path-clearing efforts of two Great Demon Emperors that he successfully ascended.

But in the next moment, a scene that left all the emperors utterly stunned unfolded.

The distorted void suddenly became sluggish, its once violent oscillations calming in an instant. This change allowed the emperors to see the figures of Tang San and Pretty Girl more clearly—albeit as if gazing through ripples of water, their true appearances obscured.

"A divine tool!" The Great Demon Emperor Heavenly Fox blurted out.

During tribulations, one could indeed utilize divine tools, and tribulations could also serve as a form of baptism for divine tools. But what kind of divine tool was this? It could pacify the chaos of the shattered void in a single instant. This was utterly unimaginable.

With the shattered void calmed, everything naturally became much easier.

Pretty Girl felt the pressure around her lighten. The tribulation's cleansing continued, yet there was no longer any obstruction to their upward progress.

At this moment, the hands they held tightly together shimmered with the peculiar glow of the Time-Space Ring, an embodiment of the Time-Space Tower's power. Even the tribulation of ascent seemed temporarily pacified under the full exertion of this divine tool.

"Let's run!" Tang San said with a smile.

In the next instant, Tang San and Pretty Girl began sprinting madly through the air. The stairway beneath their feet extended rapidly, still red and blue, but now enveloped in a faint silvery white aura.

The emperors below were dumbfounded as they watched.

Running during a tribulation of ascent? What kind of absurdity was this? What sort of divine tool could be so powerful as to allow them to sprint during their tribulation?

The stairway streaked upward at tenfold the speed it had previously ascended, leaving the emperors below with a sense of baffled amazement. These young individuals—how many more shocks were they going to bring?

The distorted void, sluggish yet seemingly struggling in fury, began slowly extricating itself from its delay. But this process took a significant amount of time, such that by the time the void's anger erupted once again, Tang San had already led Pretty Girl another thousand meters higher, reaching an altitude of three thousand meters.

Had they succeeded in their tribulation ascent?

The emperors thought instinctively.

But in the next moment, they realized the furious shattered void had transformed the entire sky into what seemed like countless ferocious beasts, wildly lunging at Tang San and Pretty Girl. This was far from success—the intensity had surged to an even more terrifying degree.

Three thousand meters was not the endpoint of their tribulation ascent.

The suddenly intensified pressure immediately forced Tang San and Pretty Girl to pause once more. This time, even the Time-Space Ring struggled to withstand the onslaught, as the immense oppressive force crazily compressed their bodies. Pretty Girl began experiencing intense suffocation. Her three predominant Bloodline Brands worked frantically, while the Asura God's Sword emitted faint strands of sword beam, barely managing to hold off the fierce onslaught.

"Shall I take over?" Pretty Girl asked Tang San.

"Not yet, I'll keep going," Tang San replied calmly, his voice steady despite the violent blows. His eyes radiated brilliant divine light.

"Jingjing, elevate the dragon!"

Brilliant light suddenly erupted from Tang San's dantian, forming a crystalline shell that instantly encased their bodies. Though the pressure remained, the sensation of impact vanished in an instant.

Blue and red radiance burst forth with exponentially greater brilliance.

Pretty Girl could only feel the surge of intense vitality emanating from Tang San's body. Through the connection of the Blessing Life Necklace, it seemed as though her own body had been injected with a potent stimulant, abruptly becoming stronger. The tribulation's intense cleansing, the shattered void's oppressive force—even brought her a faint sense of comfort.

"Aoo—" A stirring dragon roar resounded through the skies; even within the shattered void, it was audible and clear.

A colossal dragon manifested around Tang San and Pretty Girl, its luminous physique encircling them in protective light. The dragon was entirely crystalline, as though carved from transparent crystal, its red and blue hues intertwined.

"Aoo, aoo, aoo—" Three deafening dragon roars shattered the silence, shaking the heavens. Within the Ancestral Court, every member of the Dragon Clan felt their bloodlines boiling uncontrollably.

Even from afar, Xu Anyu—racing towards the Ancestral Court at maximum speed after sensing the descent of the heavenly tribulation—felt his bloodline surge as if ignited, elevation overtaking him uncontrollably.

Outside the Blue Gold Palace, Ferocious Dragon Overlord, coiled protectively around the palace, could not help but raise its head, unleashing a world-shaking dragon roar.

The Two-color Crystal Dragon shimmered with dazzling light, enshrouding the bodies of Tang San and Pretty Girl. The hundred-meter-long dragon body suddenly trembled, forcefully shaking open a segment of the distorted shattered void around it.

Accompanied by the stirring dragon roar, it carried Tang San and Pretty Girl spiraling straight up into the heavens.

Indeed, this was Jingjing's power—but not only hers. It was enhanced by Tang San's division of yin and yang alongside the five great Bloodline Brands: the soaring heights of Roc Dragon Transformation, the offensive and defensive might of Golden Body Variation breaching the void, the shielding light of Light Dragon Transformation, and the blazing flames of Phoenix Change. Each ability was profoundly powerful. Combined with Jingjing's orchestration, this force broke free of the surrounding constraints, carrying Tang San and Pretty Girl ever upward.

Tang San closed his eyes, and on his forehead, a vertical eye quietly appeared, emanating a faint white glow that opened the Field of Fortune and Misfortune. Favor blessings, avoid calamities.

The distorted shattered void silently underwent mysterious alterations, its terrifying energies forcibly carved open by the Crystal Dragon into a path.

Below the Crystal Dragon, stairways formed one after another, shooting upward even faster than their sprinting pace before. Within just a few breaths, they ascended another thousand meters. Only then did the speed slow slightly, yet it continued climbing at an astonishing rate.

By now, the emperors below were almost dumbstruck with disbelief. How on earth was this possible? Could the Crystal Great Demon Emperor's inheritance truly be so powerful? This defied all logic!

Yet the facts were laid plainly before them. Tang San and Pretty Girl were already surpassing an altitude of five thousand meters.

Yet even beyond five thousand meters the tribulation of ascent showed no signs of conclusion. The twisted void pursued them relentlessly with oppressive force. Could it be that because they were undergoing the tribulation together, the ascent was infinite?

Gradually, the Crystal Dragon's radiance began to grow dim, its crystalline stairway formation slowing down. Still, the dragon continued its relentless effort to ascend.

For Jingjing, this was no less a baptism of her own. Despite her existence as mere divine consciousness, this rare tribulation of ascent held immense benefit for her.