Chen Shuixin's eyes widened and she couldn't help but said, "Little bracelet! The Imperial Master is missing?!"
Several more lightning strikes struck down, and without exception, there was still only the Blood-devouring Gray Vine standing there. However, Wei Zhuo's sharp eyes saw a slightly raised place.
He whispered, "Over there!"
Chen Shuixin blinked and followed Wei Zhuo's gaze for a long time before confirming where the spot in Wei Zhuo's mouth was.
The Imperial Master was already lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, but Chen Shui sighed in his heart as the blood-eating gray vine seemed to be a hundred meters high, and felt that the Imperial Master was in danger.
Just when Chen Shuixin was thinking about it, the last powerful thunder tribulation fell, and there was no cultivator standing in the entire thunder tribulation range.
Chen Shuixin asked a little impatiently, "Let's get closer and take a look?! No one will survive, right?"
Wei Zhuo was extremely suspicious of the Blood-devouring Gray Vine. He held Chen Shuixin's hand and did not let go. He only said, "Let's wait a little longer!"
As soon as Wei Zhuo finished speaking, nectar fell from the sky and moistened the earth. Chen Shuixin raised his head and looked at the sky. A surging momentum suddenly appeared. In the rain of nectar, a beautiful figure stood up.
Chen Shuixin knew that Wei Zhuo's plan was successful. They successfully allowed the Blood-devouring Gray Vine to survive the thunder tribulation of the Mahayana period, but the ending was a bit tragic.
Not long after, a ladder leading to the fairy world appeared in the sky, urging the blood-devouring gray vine to leave the spiritual world as soon as possible.
Blood-devouring Gray Vine narrowed her eyes slightly to cover up the ferocious look in her eyes. She was played by these people and monsters. There were even times when she wanted to proclaim herself a cultivator and planned to raze the spiritual world to the ground.
Shi Shiran went to the fairy world to take revenge.
But in the end, reason prevailed. Blood-devouring Gray Vine snorted coldly, and a scornful aura arose. Finally, she turned around and stepped onto the ladder, disappearing at the end of the sky.
She didn't know if Chen Shuixin was too sensitive, but she even noticed that God was relieved.
Chen Shuixin quickly shook the messy thoughts out of his mind, "Let's go take a look!"
But the one who was one step faster than them was a monk who was only in the Dongxu stage, and closely behind him was a monk in the Fusion stage.
Chen Shuixin saw it very clearly, "It's Yanxin! Well, little master Yanzhi is here too."
When Yan Xin saw that the evil man finally disappeared into the sky, he immediately entered the range of the previous tribulation.
He quickly zeroed in on his target, a charred, lifeless corpse.
Yan Xin rushed forward directly, "Uncle Master!"
Yanzhi followed behind, and did not offer any nutritious words to comfort Yanxin, such as relaxing his mind. Yanzhi just twisted the Buddhist beads hanging on his wrist and recited the rebirth mantra in a low voice.
At this time, Chen Shuixin and other ancestors in the Tribulation Stage who ran out arrived belatedly.
For a moment, there was some stagnation in the air.
Chen Shuixin slowly walked up to Yanxin and the others. She whispered, "National Master, his wish has been fulfilled. From now on, he can live for himself."
Yanxin paused for a moment, but Yanzhi said without pause and recited it very devoutly.
When Chen Shuixin and Wei Zhuo returned to the East Extreme Realm again, it was a thousand years later.
One thousand years is enough time for Chen Shuixin and Wei Zhuo to improve their cultivation to the late stage of Tribulation.
Wei Zhuo is nostalgic for the past. Dongji Realm is his eternal hometown for him. If he can ascend to the immortal world in his hometown and rectify the name of the Wei family, it is his wish.
In the Huayang Sect, on the beautiful mountain peak, Chen Shuixin and Wei Zhuo, who had already become Taoist couples, stood on the top of the mountain.
Chen Shuixin said solemnly, "Xiao Bracelet, do you think it's too much to say that the two of us will go through the tribulation together?! How about you go through the tribulation first, and I will follow closely? It's safer this way."
Wei Zhuo, however, held Chen Shuixin's hand tightly and said, "Xinxin! We have agreed that you and I will advance and retreat together! The power of Fengming Bell is enough for us to successfully overcome the disaster."
Chen Shuixin looked at Wei Zhuo's unquestionable eyes and had no choice but to nod.
Around them, Wei Chongguang, Xiu Xiu, as well as the top leaders and elders of Huayang Sect came to watch the two people overcome the tribulation.
Fifty-four double thunder tribulations fell. Wei Zhuo and Chen Shuixin successfully survived the thunder tribulation in the Mahayana period. The ladder to the immortal world fell, and Wei Zhuo held Chen Shuixin's hand and disappeared into the sky step by step.
Xiuxiu, who was already in the early stages of transcending the tribulation, hugged her chest and Yanzhi beside her, seeming to complain and seem to miss, "These two have finally ascended to the immortal world! There should be another unrealistic legend in this world. It's finally my turn."
Go and inherit the family business."
Yanzhi's eyes were distant, as if he saw Wei Zhuo and himself in the previous life, and finally got what he wanted in this life.