Spark continued to watch the sky, his gaze fixed on the swirling miasma that clung stubbornly above the pagoda.
Despite the flickering signs of thunder and the faint pulses of power from Amelia's breakthrough, there was no indication that the tribulation would descend.
The sky remained choked by the oppressive miasma, blocking the path for the heavens to deliver their judgment.
After a few moments, Spark sighed, shaking his head. He knew the significance of the tribulation—a test that every ascendant had to face when breaking through to the next stage.
If someone advanced without enduring the tribulation, their foundation would be unstable, and future growth might be impeded.
It was a crucial trial, a rite of passage that cleansed the ascendants of impurities, solidified their resolve, and validated their power.
