The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

In the aspect of the catastrophe, Jagoan also showed his personality.

The heavenly tribulation was a test for ordinary cultivators. As long as one passed the test, he could be promoted and gain a lot of benefits. But the promotion of the catastrophe was completely different when it came to him.

Although the purpose of the test had not changed, Jagoan had forcefully turned the test into various benefits and integrated them into his body. No cultivators had ever thought so, let alone do it.

Could the power of the tribulation still be absorbed into one’s body?

No one would believe it. But Jagoan did it now.

There were a total of eight kinds of Heavenly Tribulations, including eight types of elemental properties. Jagoan did not know if this Heavenly Tribulation was too powerful for a cultivator at his level. But at least, he was very satisfied with the absorbed power.

Jagoan was very satisfied, and the face of Amethyst Palace Realm Spiritual Master outside the storm was twisted at this moment.

When Jagoan experienced the tribulation, although the other party could not see how Jagoan fought against it, some images produced by the tribulation still penetrated the storm and appeared in front of the Spiritual Master.

The lightning tribulation that condensed into countless terrifying weapons and magic weapons, the water tribulation that overturned the earth and engulfed the world, suddenly descended above the storm, revealing the golden tribulation of a ninth-grade golden lotus. Each of them was a terrifying calamity the Spiritual Master had never seen before.

In the beginning, when the Celestial Tribulation descended, the Amethyst Palace Realm Spiritual Masters couldn’t help but exclaim, “You must be dead! You definitely won’t be able to withstand this wave!”

However, not long after, Jagoan’s soaring aura reached him.

When the second tribulation came, he gritted his teeth and said, “It was just luck just now. He can’t hold on any longer!”

Then, Jagoan’s aura increased again.

Next, the third, fourth, fifth…

Jagoan kept increasing, and it even felt like it was going to explode the truth of the Great Tao. The Spiritual Master of Amethyst Palace

his mouth was tilted. His

towering mountain appeared above the storm. There was no way to describe how tall and majestic this

suppressed in front of it. Their bodies were

How… This is…

Palace Realm Spiritual

shadow, it seemed that it wanted

is the barrier

also because of this that he was even more shocked. His eyes were full of amazement, which could

of

the third stage

for him to break through to the

of Amethyst Palace Realm shouted out these three sentences

the Path of Immortality, he could compare the difficulty of realms with such mountain peaks. After crossing the mountain peak, the path

was almost the same as climbing. But at this time, the Spiritual Master of Amethyst Palace Realm could swear on

path to immortality, he would definitely give up. He would never

to the Amethyst Palace Realm, the difficulty was less than one percent of

only fell silent, but even his Taoist Heart began to tremble, and his aura became unstable. It was

demonic beasts, and other living creatures who had reached a certain level of

circumference of tens miles, hundreds miles, thousands

cultivation became quiet. This was an instinctive

sects, whether they were in closed-door training

daring to breathe. There were also some dead

indescribable silence enveloped