Victor, Alex, and Leza were currently all holding hands in a circle in the middle of the Interplanar Secret Realm, their Astral Selves undergoing the chaotic baptism of Heavenly Tribulation. Despite this world-shaking event occurring, nobody besides these three had any idea. If news that three Second Rank cultivators were all undergoing tribulation got it, it would be enough to make even the most powerful cultivators faint.
However, that wasn't on their minds right now. The only thing on their minds was this: survive!
Each of their grips tightened as the lightning jumped between them, tight enough to leave bruises on the others' hands. This was the worst pain any of them had ever felt, except for Victor. Victor had felt much worse pain in his encounter with Dreven Krauss and his trip to limbo, the world for lost souls. He still remembered that feeling of lifelessness, of having nothing. Thinking of that, Victor endured. He could endure so much worse, so why was this an issue?
