Just as Qingzhou was being annexed by Ghost Ridge Palace, reaching for the position of the dominant power in Qingzhou.

The recently renowned Su Jie quietly departed from the area where Guan Chao Pavilion was located, arriving at a desolate mountain wilderness.

Accompanying Su Jie was the Ghost Bride, Han Ruyan.

To be precise, this trip was especially for Han Ruyan.

"Husband!"

Han Ruyan turned around, holding Su Jie's hand. A slight smile appeared on her perfect face: "Please keep watching me."

"I will stay here all along."

Su Jie nodded, then sat down cross-legged.

Han Ruyan stopped speaking. Her cold, lifeless eyes gazed at Su Jie, and her steps gradually retreated.

The fiery red wedding dress on her body gradually faded, slowly transforming towards the Ninth Grade Fierce Ghost.

In the sect war with Guan Chao Pavilion, Han Ruyan absorbed a vast amount of Fear Energy — fear, despair, and unwillingness from cultivators in their dying moments, which became the nourishment for Han Ruyan's growth, allowing her to finally meet the conditions to become a Ninth Grade Fierce Ghost.

Rumble!

The sky dome had somehow gathered clusters of dark clouds, faintly blood-colored. These blood-colored clouds pressed down on the wilderness like a giant hand, causing withered trees to tremble in the wind.

"It's coming!"

Su Jie watched the scene unblinkingly, recognizing it as the thunder tribulation.

Ghosts were not tolerated by the Tianyuan World, let alone a Ninth Grade Fierce Ghost. Even Su Jie felt a chill at the formidable power of the thunder tribulation.

Crackle!

A bolt of blood-colored lightning streaked across the sky, with unstoppable momentum, directly hitting Han Ruyan.

The blinding thunder expanded madly, forming a lightning pool hundreds of meters in radius. The terrifying blood-colored thunder surged wildly there, each bolt capable of blasting a Secret Realm Cultivator to pieces.

Nonetheless, under such heavenly bombardment, Han Ruyan's figure flashed briefly.

When she appeared again, Han Ruyan, the Ghost Bride, was floating barefoot in mid-air, her three thousand strands of hair dancing wildly against the wind, looking up at the blood-colored tribulation cloud above.

"Come on!" Han Ruyan flew onto the highest peak nearby, her gaze imperious, her voice issuing a soul-stirring chill.

Boom!

As if provoked, the blood-colored tribulation clouds in the sky began to rage, not only brewing blood-colored lightning but also golden flames falling, forming a dual thunderfire tribulation cloud.

The whole mountain peak trembled, cracks resembling cobwebs appeared on the mountain body, rubble rolled into the deep chasm, and towering ancient trees growing there ignited with an invisible flame, forming a wildfire enveloping the entire mountain peak.

Time and space seemed to stagnate. The next moment, nine bloodstains streaked across the sky dome, as if the heavens were weeping blood tears, or like a god opening blood-gold vertical pupils.

Some of these blood-colored lightning bolts transformed into three-headed Jiao Long, occupying the clouds above, their roars quaking and shattering countless living creatures below.

Some turned into gilded Phoenix, whose wings spread wide, releasing a sea of fire upon the world, burning the earth into magma lakes.

Others transformed into a Supreme Emperor, crowned, with imperial aura shaking the world, causing the void to crack with black scars, turning rocks and trees to dust.

The power of this thunder tribulation was so intimidating that merely witnessing it was hair-raising. A regular Dao Platform Realm Cultivator might not withstand even a single tribulation lightning here.

"Wife, be careful."

Su Jie could not help but stand, his palm flickered with Purple Cloud Heavenly Thunder. He was uncertain if it was because Han Ruyan, as a Heavenly Spinning Jade Light Body turned Ghost Empress, her tribulation was unexpectedly powerful, far beyond normal standards; even Su Jie sensed a hint of danger.

Han Ruyan did not speak, merely opened her blood-colored wedding dress, heading against the stream toward the sky.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Nine strikes of heavenly lightning descended in an instant, the air bursting with a scorched odor.

Without giving Han Ruyan time to respond, her blood-colored wedding dress couldn't entirely withstand the assault; much of it turned to flying ash instantly.

In the void, one could see large parts of Han Ruyan's body disintegrating, the tips of her hair igniting with ghostly blue flames. Explosive lightning and golden flame turbulence engulfed the mountain top entirely.

Amidst the lightning, large portions of Han Ruyan's body dissipated; thick Yin Qi spewed from her broken body parts, restoring her form.

An even more astonishing phenomenon occurred. Under the extremely strong and yang tribulation lightning, the nature of the Yin Qi surging in Han Ruyan's body began to change, from extreme cold to warm. The once lifeless, eerie Yin Qi became vibrant, filled with intense life force.

Visibly to the naked eye, the missing parts of Han Ruyan's body began to regrow thread by thread, with white jade-like bones connecting. Flesh fit onto the skeleton, skin radiating a sheen like mutton jade, her waist like willow swaying in the water, her wrist bones delicate as jade carving.

"Such trifling tribulation lightning, that's all it is."

Suddenly, Han Ruyan let out a clear, cold shout.

The tribulation lightning in the sky transformed into countless blood-colored light spots, swirling like vortices into her deep red blood-colored wedding dress, forming embroidered bloodline phoenixes, swimming across the dress. The dress with woven gold patterns became even more dazzlingly breathtaking.

The tribulation lightning from the sky was still striking, but Han Ruyan reached out, crushing the lightning into pieces.

As the entire tribulation cloud merged into her blood-colored wedding dress, sunlight poured upon the earth, shining on Han Ruyan's body.

In an instant, Han Ruyan instinctively lifted her arm, feeling the warmth of the sunlight after a long interval.

As a Fierce Ghost, she never feared sunlight, but even when exposed to it, she never felt the warmth.

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