"Warning! Warning! Your Merit Points have reached the critical value of Heavenly Tribulation. Within one hour, you will face the Heavenly Tribulation of ten million positive Merit Points!"
A sharp and urgent system notice sounded, and Ye Rong looked up to see a dark cloud forming in the sky.
This Heavenly Tribulation would not be delayed by anything, even if he was in the Wu Hou Tomb.
Yu Ling, who had not even passed her first heavenly tribulation yet, was feeling a bit uneasy. She had heard that those who attempted to cross the second tribulation ended up being struck down, losing many levels. "Brother Yi Jian, do you have any confidence in crossing it?"
Not only would they lose levels, but they would also lose all of their possessions. Even their bones would be powdered and nothing would remain!
