Chapter 2237: [ - 2237] Flower God

"Qin, my appearance came with great risks, so I’ll keep it brief. The person meant to face the Divine Tribulation isn’t Xiang Zongli; you don’t have to worry. We’ll proceed according to the original plan."

"Could it be the Flower God?"

"It’s possible."

"Okay, I understand."

...

In the Flower Sea, Xiang Zongli stood by the Flower God’s side, communicating with her through spiritual power. The Flower God gave Xiang Zongli a definite answer—she would help Qin Yu face the Tribulation!

These matters, though complex to speak of, took no more than fifteen minutes to transpire!

The Divine Tribulation gathered slowly; it took a full quarter of an hour to charge up, a testament to the incredible might of the Divine Tribulation!

Even knowing the Flower God would help him with the Tribulation, Qin Yu still felt a sense of panic in his heart.

Qin Yu gripped the Medical Saint Divine Needle tightly, anticipating the coming of the Divine Tribulation. Before the Tribulation descended, he dared not perform acupuncture because, even with the Flower God’s protection, his mind and soul would be shaken!

During the process of reconstructing Xiang Weiwei’s Divine Soul and igniting the Life Fire, he couldn’t afford the slightest mistake!

The wait was agonizing, especially when life was not in one’s own hands.

In just a short quarter of an hour, Qin Yu was drenched in sweat.

Nevertheless, his expression remained resolute; he believed the Flower God could certainly withstand the Divine Tribulation!

After all, the Flower God had lived for thousands of years!

Finally! The long wait was over!

The entire Flower Valley became enveloped in darkness; the sky filled with Tribulation Clouds as dark as ink!

Suddenly, the entire Flower Valley was illuminated—not because the Tribulation Clouds had dissipated, but because the clouds were glowing: Tribulation Thunder within was coalescing into existence!

Heavenly Dao was exceptionally wrathful; this time, the Divine Tribulation was especially powerful. Even the Flower God felt a touch of nervousness, as though facing the Tribulation herself!

The whole Flower Valley was steeped in a tense atmosphere. The disciples of the valley felt despair just sensing the energy of the Divine Tribulation!

If the Divine Tribulation were to fall upon them, they would certainly be doomed!

On the outskirts of Flower Valley, the Demon Race also appeared tense. The Divine Tribulation was not something they could withstand. If the Tribulation counted them among those who should be tried, there would be no reasoning their way out of it.

However, for the greater plan of the Demon Race, despite feeling the lack of a solid footing, Qin Jiang gave no orders to retreat.

Inside the Flower Sea, the disciples of the valley scrambled about like headless flies, creating a chaotic scene, forgetting all about the sacred ritual to select a new Saintess.

In the midst of their bewilderment, Xiang Zongli suddenly appeared and said in a loud voice, "Everyone, don’t panic!"

Xiang Zongli’s words became the pillar the disciples clung to; they looked up at their Elder with adoring eyes.

"Elder, is it you who will face the Divine Tribulation?" Zhao Benqi, the Family Head of the Zhao Family, asked.

"Not I. It is the Flower God! The Flower God is breaking through to the Middle Stage of the Divine Realm."

Xiang Zongli did not wish to reveal Xiang Weiwei’s situation and decisively shifted the focus to the Flower God.

Upon hearing this, the crowd did not doubt his words, as the unfathomable nature of the Flower God made such an event plausible. Even if they were told the Flower God was advancing to the later stages of the Divine Realm, they would have believed it.

"All hail the mighty Flower God!" everyone shouted in unison. The more formidable the Flower God, the stronger the Flower God Great Formation, and the safer the Flower Sea!

The Flower God danced with the wind, emitting an overpoweringly strong aura as if responding to the worship of her people.

The crowd bowed their heads; before a powerhouse of the Divine Realm, bowing their heads was not a matter of shame.

It seemed to many there as though an illusion formed above the Flower God—a vision of a woman with a graceful figure and unparalleled beauty.