Master of Strange Dao

The last time, when he transformed into a Sheep Demon, he had to rely on the power of a Forbidden Land, forcibly resisting, converting the power of the Heavenly Tribulation into Continuous Yin Thunder.

This time, the power of the Heavenly Tribulation would be even stronger than last time, and much stronger.

Transforming out of thin air into a member of the Dragon Clan required a price far greater than that of becoming a mountain goat.

He needed someone to help him bear it, or else he was doomed.

An Evil Dragon, with a physical body strong enough to endure the Heavenly Tribulation and even daring to tear through the tribulation clouds, would naturally make the perfect shield.

Before Uncle Yang could even control it, the Evil Dragon had already charged out voluntarily.

He bit onto the Evil Dragon's tail, following as it rushed out of the Mausoleum.

Lou Huai, trembling, grabbed onto Uncle Yang's tail, obediently trailing behind. Now he felt that those who couldn't understand why a Devil sought the righteous path would suddenly understand upon seeing this scene.

What was this but a light sprinkle? The one in front, causing great chaos, was the real big shot.

The people on Jinlan Mountain, each and every one, were simply too dangerous.

Among those he had seen, not one was normal.

Even the weakest he had met controlled a ridiculous domain of hungry ghosts, and he originally thought Cece was quite outrageous.

Unexpectedly, Cece was actually the most normal one.

Was this what Uncle Yang meant by a great opportunity, letting a Devil undergo the Heavenly Tribulation?

Didn't he know that the pure Yang and just Heavenly Tribulation had always been something that the Devils would flee from?

Lou Huai, full of doubts, dared neither to ask nor speak, and could only obediently follow.

If Uncle Yang said it was fine, then it should be fine...

The Evil Dragon burst out of the Mausoleum, out of the sea, and upon seeing Yu Ziqing, immediately glared at him with malevolent eyes.

When it wanted to pounce on Yu Ziqing, its body suddenly stopped obeying, only the head could still roar in rage.

"Still remember the last time? Didn't you later say it was a pity there was only one chance? Now I give you another opportunity, handle it well."

Uncle Yang's voice came, and the fleeing figure of Yu Ziqing stopped abruptly.

Turning his head, he saw the Evil Dragon roaring angrily, but unable to approach, with a small dragon hanging onto its tail.

Yu Ziqing's eyes widened, his voice changing pitch.

"Uncle Yang?!"

"Stop wasting time, the Heavenly Tribulation is arriving soon. Hide behind, where you stand you'll surely die if it hits you once."

Yu Ziqing quickly leaped down, hiding behind the Evil Dragon.

Lou Huai saw his big brother so shocked, and his mind suddenly calmed. He let go, silently hiding behind Yu Ziqing.

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Yu Ziqing skillfully adjusted his position and glanced at Lou Huai, reminding him.

"Remember to take two hits later, there's great benefit, but remember, even if it feels like you're about to die, do not reveal your Devil form, suppress your instinct, otherwise you're definitely dead."

"Big brother, I understand."

Lou Huai nodded repeatedly, seeing his big brother like this; he understood that this was surely not the first time.

He suppressed his inner shock and fear, trying hard to forget that he was a Devil.

As a Devil, when faced with danger, one would naturally disperse the body, transforming into an invisible Devil form, as this avoids most dangers.

But under the Heavenly Tribulation, if he dared to do so, no one could save him.

He could only withstand it in his incarnate form, enduring the Heavenly Tribulation's refining.

"It's coming!"

Uncle Yang gave a reminder, and instantly black clouds gathered in the sky.

Within the thick lead clouds, thunder rumbled, righteous and vast, the exceptionally just and pure Thunder Light darted amidst the lead clouds.

With no one disturbing it, the lead clouds began to spin automatically, forming a massive direct spinning vortex, stretching thousands of miles in circumference, and still expanding.

The power accumulating on it had yet to descend, but already imparted an overwhelming pressure, a feeling of almost being unable to breathe.

Lou Huai's face had turned deathly pale, his body was shaking like a sieve.

He gritted his teeth, stubbornly refusing to retreat a single step. He knew this was a great opportunity he would never encounter again in his lifetime.

As long as he endured, from now on, no Devil could boast in front of him.

Instead, it would be him boasting to other Devils.

"Ao Qing, later I'll share a bit with you, you bear it as much as you can, don't force it, the power of the Creation of Heaven and Earth, there won't be such an opportunity in the future, nor will it be this strong."

Time passed, and the tribulation clouds had already expanded to nine thousand miles, and still hadn't stopped.

Yu Ziqing's face had also paled a bit.

Uncle Yang's Transformation Thunder Tribulation was even stronger than the previous one the Evil Dragon had invoked...

Now, he finally had a clear understanding of Uncle Yang's "a bit strong."

In the past, he even thought the Transformation Thunder Tribulation was just so-so, its body-tempering effect excellent, and it wouldn't be bad if it happened again.

He was merely talking lightly, why did Uncle Yang take it seriously?

"If you can't hold on, retreat into the Mausoleum." Uncle Yang gave another reminder.

Immediately, he maneuvered the massive body of the Evil Dragon, forming a Snake Array above everyone's heads, with its huge head raised high, resembling a lightning rod, roaring at the tribulation clouds.

In the center of the enormous swirling lead cloud in the sky, the pure Yang and just thunder was accumulating, emitting a dazzling brilliance more radiant than the Great Sun.