Spirit Realm, Western Extreme, Domain of the Golden-winged Roc Race.
To the southeast, a palace forged entirely of celestial dark gold, with beams and columns carved with grandiose totems of the roc striking at the heavens, radiates magnificence and supreme splendor.
At this moment, deep within the grand hall, an old man in a dark gold Daoist robe sits cross-legged.
The elder's face is ancient and simple, his brow laden with the vicissitudes of time, while his aura is condensed and majestic, boundless as if quelling the universe, even in tranquil stillness.
It is the Golden Feather Demon Venerable, who ascended to the Spirit Realm long ago. His closed eyes now slightly tremble, and his originally stable aura suddenly becomes chaotic.
"The Eleventh Tribulation has arrived!"
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The eleventh Dao Tribulation is neither a strike from celestial thunder nor the nurturing of heart demons; it is the most perilous inner tribulation cultivators face on their path—Dao's backlash.
