After the spiritual energy was restored: Goddess girlfriends came knocking.

Their auras began to rise, climbing from the peak of the Mahayana stage, and soon broke through the threshold they had been suppressing.

"There's no other choice." Ao Tianxin looked up at the increasingly thick tribulation cloud, his voice calm.

Cang Yao turned to look at Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan nodded to her.

Without further hesitation, the two transformed into two streaks of light and soared into the sky.

Above the clouds, thunder roared.

The True Dragon Tribulation was supposed to have only nine strikes, but with the support of the formation, they had to withstand twelve strikes, and the power became increasingly terrifying as they progressed.

Cang Yao's figure suddenly changed in mid-air, and a white-gold giant dragon stretched across the sky, each scale gleaming with a warm luster under the lightning.

Immediately afterwards, a dark blue dragon shadow unfolded from the other side, and Ao Tianxin's true form snaked out, its body larger than Cang Yao's.

Jiang Yan looked up at the dark blue dragon; it was the first time he had ever seen Ao Tianxin's true form.

Ao Tianxin's dragon horns were different from Cang Yao's; they were longer and sharper, like two inverted curved blades.

Two dragon shadows hovered side by side beneath the thunderclouds.

The first bolt of heavenly lightning was already brewing deep within the clouds. The dark purple lightning was wrapped with the remaining Daoist essence of the three founders, and its oppressive power made the entire valley tremble.

Jiang Yan realized that although the pressure of this tribulation was like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing, it was only directed at the dragon race.

While it may create a sense of oppression among others, it poses no real threat.

Jiang Yan took out the Soul-Chasing Bow, his expression solemn.

Yu Sheng and Su Zhengxing would never just stand by and watch.

As expected, Su Lian's face darkened, and he was immediately stopped by Yu Sheng as soon as he took a step forward.

Yu Sheng stood before him with his hands behind his back, a faint smile on his lips: "Brother Su, we've known each other for over a thousand years, I don't want to fall out with you."

Su Lian clenched his fists, glanced at the lightning tribulation brewing above his head, then looked at Su Zhengxing, and finally remained rooted to the spot.

Su Zhengxing looked down at Jiang Yan with an indifferent gaze: "Get out of the way, I won't hold you accountable for your past entanglements with the Dragon Clan."

Jiang Yan frowned.

He hated that tone of voice.

Without further ado, the bowstring is drawn taut.

The spiritual power at the peak of the Fusion Realm, along with merit and fortune, poured into the bow. The dark gold patterns on the bow lit up one by one, and an aura of pressure no less than that of the late Mahayana stage spread out from Jiang Yan.

A hint of contempt flashed in Su Zhengxing's eyes.

Jiang Yan released his grip, and the arrow was released.

A black-gold beam of light pierced through the void and arrived in front of Su Zhengxing in an instant.

He raised his right hand, his five fingers loosely clenched, and the arrow struck his palm, where it was firmly fixed and spun rapidly in place, causing a visible shockwave to explode around him.

Jiang Yan's expression was solemn.

Sure enough, the harm of merit and good fortune is multiplied when it comes to those who have committed many evil deeds and are full of murderous aura, but Su Zhengxing in front of him only has a strong aura of righteousness and no trace of murderous aura.

The Soul-Chasing Bow's advantage was completely negated in his presence.

Su Zhengxing flicked his sleeve, and a powerful, righteous aura pressed down like a tsunami.

Jiang Yan's protective aura shattered instantly, and he was blasted away, crashing into the depths of the mountain.

He struggled to escape from the pile of rubble, a sweet taste rising in his throat as he spat out a mouthful of scalding blood.

Su Zhengxing only needed one strike; the gap between the peak of the Mahayana stage and the Fusion stage was indeed too great.

He withdrew his hand and stopped looking at Jiang Yan.

The sixth lightning tribulation had just struck down from the sky.

Cangyao's dragon tail was swept by a bolt of lightning carrying righteous energy, its scales cracked, and golden-red dragon blood seeped out from the cracks, condensing into blood beads in the wind and drifting away.

She sensed that Jiang Yan's aura below had suddenly weakened, and she turned her head sharply.

The vertical pupil looked through the clouds at Jiang Yan and saw him spitting out blood.

It was this moment of distraction that caused the seventh lightning bolt to crash down.

The Daoist light, imbued with the power of lightning, slammed into Cang Yao's back. Cang Yao spat out a mouthful of scalding dragon blood, and her platinum-gold dragon body was cleaved dozens of feet away before she could barely regain her footing.

Ao Tianxin swung his dragon tail to catch her, and lightning struck the dark blue scales, blasting them open with countless cracks. Ao Tianxin groaned, a hint of pain flashing in his eyes.

"Don't get distracted!" Ao Tianxin's voice rang in Cang Yao's mind.

Cang Yao looked up to face the tribulation clouds again, but she couldn't suppress the worry in her vertical pupils.

The tribulation lightning continued.

Su Lian stood in the valley, looking at Jiang Yan, his expression growing increasingly grim.

He tried to make a move several times, but was stopped by Yu Sheng.

Yu Sheng looked up at the two giant dragons struggling to withstand the lightning tribulation in the sky and clicked his tongue twice: "As expected of the formation set up by the three founders of the religion. It seems that they will not be able to get through it even without our help."

Su Zhengxing stood with his hands behind his back on the other side of the valley, also abandoning his plan to attack.

Given Cang Yao and Ao Tianxin's current condition, they won't be able to withstand this tribulation.

The overall situation is settled; there's no need for him to take any further action.

As for Jiang Yan, he didn't think a single stage of the Fusion Realm could cause any trouble.

Ruoshui frantically pounded on the light screen within the array barrier, her fox eyes filled with tears.

His aura was also rising steadily.

Jiang Yan clutched her chest, blood seeping from between her fingers and trickling down her fingers.

Looking up at the clouds, Cang Yao's dragon body was covered with deep, bone-revealing wounds, and Ao Tianxin's dark blue scales were cracking inch by inch during the lightning tribulation.

He took a deep breath, and the "Lighting the Night" technique within his body began to operate at full power.

All the merits accumulated over the years burned up at this moment.

Jiang Yan rose from the ground, his body suspended in mid-air, surrounded by a layer of pale golden flames.

A terrifying aura suddenly erupted from within him.

His hair turned golden inch by inch from the roots, and two clusters of pale golden flames shone deep in his pupils.

His aura rose steadily, progressing from the peak of the Fusion stage to the early stage of the Mahayana stage, then to the middle stage, the late stage, and finally the peak.

Su Zhengxing's face darkened.

The smile on Yu Sheng's face froze instantly. He decisively gave up the confrontation with Su Lian and appeared beside Su Zhengxing in a flash.

Below the clouds, Su Lian watched this scene in silence and sighed.

At this point, there was no way to salvage the situation. All he could do now was stand by and protect Tu Shan Ruoshui.

Jiang Yan raised his hand, and most of the merit and fortune in his body transformed into two golden pillars of light that shot into the sky and disappeared into the bodies of the two giant dragons in the clouds.

The pressure on Cang Yao and Ao Tianxin suddenly eased.

The warm power of merit, carrying immense fortune, circulated within their bodies, repairing the meridians and scales torn by the lightning tribulation.

The ninth lightning tribulation struck down with earth-shattering force, but the two withstood it thanks to the protection of their merits and good fortune.

Ruoshui stared blankly at the golden figure within the formation, and for some reason, the unease in her heart grew even stronger.

Cang Yao and Ao Tianxin were too preoccupied with Jiang Yan at that moment.

The final three tribulations were brewing at a visible speed. With Jiang Yan's blessing, they had to do their best to overcome the tribulations. Only by passing through the tribulations as soon as possible could they go down to help him.

This is not the time for sentimentality, and we must not act impulsively.

Jiang Yan's aura dropped slightly from the peak of the Mahayana stage.

But he barely managed to stay on the edge—the reputation he had accumulated over the years and the merits and fortune he had accumulated in the Demon Realm were simply too great. Even if he gave away most of it, the rest was still enough for him to stand at this level.

Yu Sheng and Su Zhengxing exchanged a glance and attacked simultaneously.

Both of them knew that they could no longer let Jiang Yan continue to bless those two in the sky.

Jiang Yan might be able to hold his own against one person, but if two people attacked at the same time, he would immediately be at a disadvantage.

Even with the blessing of innate Dao foundation and true dragon bloodline, the gap between them and two ancient monsters who had lived for countless years was still evident.

After a few moves, Su Zhengxing shattered Jiang Yan's protective aura with a single palm strike.

The palm print, imbued with righteous energy, was pressed against his chest. Even with the added blessing of burning merit and fortune, the muffled sound of his sternum shattering was still clearly audible.

Jiang Yan spat out another mouthful of blood, his body flying backward and crashing into half of the mountain peak.

"Jiang Yan—" Ruoshui hissed from within the barrier, her fox tail causing the light screen to tremble violently.

Su Zhengxing sensed the true dragon bloodline within Jiang Yan's body, a look of understanding appearing on his face, followed by a flash of disgust.

No wonder they've gotten involved with the dragon race.

At this moment, countless powerful figures throughout the Vast Domain turned their gazes toward this valley.

But no one within a hundred miles dared to approach.

Above the clouds, the eleventh lightning tribulation had already occurred.

Two giant dragons stubbornly raised their heads in the sea of ​​thunder, their roars growing more and more intense with each beat.

Jiang Yan looked up at the two giant dragons covered in wounds in the sky.

He then gave Ruoshui another deep look.

Ruoshui's face turned pale. She seemed to have sensed something and shook her head desperately through the light barrier of the array.

All the merits and fortune within Jiang Yan's body surged forth without reservation.

Two thicker and brighter golden beams shot into the sky, enveloping Cang Yao and Ao Tianxin.

The golden color on Jiang Yan's body began to fade, and her hair turned pure white inch by inch from the roots.

The aura of the peak Mahayana stage quickly dropped to the level of the merged stage.

Jiang Yan's merits and good fortune come from the countless people he has protected in the Demon Realm over the years, from the preaching monument and heroic spirit monument he erected in Chang'an City, and from everyone he has indirectly protected by killing villains in recent years.

And the root of all these merits and good fortune lies in humanity.

The core purpose of this formation set up by the three founders of religions is to protect humanity and eliminate its enemies.

Today, the targets it attacks bear the purest and most profound human virtues.

The two forces canceled out most of their power the moment they collided, greatly weakening the formation's restraining effect on the dragon race.

The eleventh lightning bolt slammed into the two of them, and Cang Yao and Ao Tianxin both coughed up blood.

But they held on.

Deep within the clouds, the final lightning tribulation was brewing.

A fierce glint flashed in Yu Sheng's eyes. As long as Jiang Yan was killed, the minds of the two dragons would surely collapse.

Under the final lightning strike, they had no chance of survival.

He made a fist with his right hand, and a golden lightning spear condensed in his palm.

Jiang Yan was now powerless to dodge.

The lightning spear pierced through his protective aura, and the muffled sound of his sternum shattering exploded in the air.

He was blasted away, crashing into half of the mountainside, and his life force plummeted at a visible speed.

Integration – Refining Emptiness – Transformation into Spirit.

Above the clouds, Cang Yao's dragon body trembled violently.

She sensed that Jiang Yan was rapidly declining.

A deafening dragon roar echoed through the heavens.