My Antique Mirror Is A Portal To Another World-Chapter 523: Purple Tribulation Lightning

Mo Yuan nodded in response. "I have already sent people to verify the authenticity of this information. It’s true."

With that confirmation, Ye Xiaofan muttered thoughtfully, "This information is extremely important. I will bring this letter back and report it to the Great General."

"Good." Mo Yuan nodded. "Make sure no third party learns of this before you report to him."

"Understood."

After Ye Xiaofan put away the letter, Mo Yuan stood up and said, "Go choose a room. I will have hot water prepared so you can bathe."

Exhausted from the long journey, Ye Xiaofan did not refuse. "Thank you, Elder Brother."

"Mhm."

While Ye Xiaofan and his men rested, far away in the Gu Clan’s secret realm, something happened within Ning Jing Palace’s barrier.

Inside the main palace building, Gui Xiaoxu lay on the large bed, his body shrouded in a layer of thick golden particles.

As seconds passed, the golden particles grew denser, gradually forming a golden cocoon that completely enveloped his body.

Within the cocoon, Gui Xiaoxu’s body underwent another transformation. As the golden particles rushed through his meridians and poured into his dantian, the intense pain slowly roused him from unconsciousness.

"Ugh..." A hoarse groan escaped his pale lips as black, viscous liquid seeped out from his pores.

Before long, his entire body was coated in the sticky black substance.

Feeling as though he were being roasted in a raging fire, Gui Xiaoxu suddenly opened his eyes. Gasping for breath, he froze when he realized he was trapped inside a golden cocoon.

’What is happening?’

Enduring the unbearable pain of bones shattering and tendons tearing, Gui Xiaoxu gritted his teeth and tried to move his fingers. Unfortunately, after several attempts, he discovered that he could only move his eyes.

A sense of foreboding rose in his heart. Closing his eyes, he focused his mind, attempting to break free from the golden cocoon.

While Gui Xiaoxu struggled for his life, in the garrison of Xiqiang City, Gui Ying suddenly stood up from his seat.

He rushed to the balcony and stared toward the distant horizon. Sensing a massive fluctuation of spiritual energy, he swiftly began calculating with his fingers.

Seeing his unusually serious expression, Wu Jun and the others exchanged glances.

"Elder Brother Gui, what’s wrong?" Bao Shengjie asked, concern filled his voice.

Before anyone could ask further, Gui Ying snapped his fingers and disappeared.

"This..." Bao Shengjie stared at the empty space in confusion, then turned to his brothers for answers.

Clueless as to what had happened, Wu Jun and the others could only exchange silent looks.

As Gui Ying rushed back to the Gui Clan’s secret realm, thick thunderclouds gathered above Ning Jing Palace, alarming Gui Fan, the elders, and the other members of the Gui Clan.

Rushing out of the main hall, Gui Fan and the elders stared at the ominous clouds rolling in the distance.

"This... Someone is forming a Golden Core!" the Fourth Elder exclaimed in shock.

Hearing this, the Second Elder’s eyes flickered. "It has been decades since anyone formed a Golden Core. As far as I know, none of the younger generation has reached the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm. It’s unlikely for them to break through to the Golden Core Formation Realm."

As the Second Elder speculated about who might be attracting the tribulation lightning, Gui Fan spoke solemnly, "That is the direction of Ning Jing Palace."

The moment his words fell, all the elders turned to him.

"Old Master, do you mean—" The First Elder did not finish his sentence, but everyone understood.

Before anyone could react, Gui Fan’s expression changed drastically. "Not good! It’s purple tribulation lightning!"

As soon as he spoke, Gui Fan disappeared. Regaining their senses, the elders waved their sleeves, disappeared from the peak of the floating mountain, and followed after him.

By the time they arrived at Ning Jing Palace, the first bolt of purple tribulation lightning struck the main palace.

Crack—! Boom!

"Block the lightning!" Gui Fan shouted as worry flashed in his eyes.

However, it was already too late.

They could only watch as the massive bolt of purple tribulation lightning crashed down, instantly destroying the main palace.

Inside the bedchamber, Gui Ying appeared a second before the lightning struck the golden cocoon on the bed.

Feeling the crushing pressure descending from above, Gui Ying rapidly formed a series of hand seals before slamming his palm onto the jade floor.

Wung—! Whoosh!

In an instant, a golden formation appeared beneath his palm, spreading outward before soaring upward and enveloping the entire bedchamber.

The moment the formation stabilized, the purple tribulation lightning slammed into it and exploded upon impact.

Boom!

The violent clash of spiritual energies destroyed the Ning Jing Palace, turning it into ruins in seconds. When the dust finally settled, only a portion of the once-spacious bedchamber remained intact.

Outside the ruins, Gui Fan and the elders watched anxiously.

Within the shattered chamber, Gui Ying raised his gaze toward the roiling thunderclouds above. Purple lightning cracked and flashed within them, illuminating his cold sneer.

"Very well," he said with a hint of suppressed anger in his cold voice. "I never expected that you would stoop so low to use such filthy tricks. Heavenly Dao, don’t you feel ashamed?"

As his words echoed coldly under the heavy atmosphere, purple lightning crackled across the thunderclouds, and a pair of golden eyes appeared in the sky.

Instead of fear, excitement surged through Gui Ying’s heart. Pointing at the golden eyes, he laughed coldly. "Hah! You finally show yourself! Come, let this young master see how you intend to stop me!"

When his words fell, anger flickered within the golden eyes.

Standing far from the ruins of Ning Jing Palace, Gui Fan and the elders saw Gui Ying scolding the thunderclouds. Sensing something amiss, they followed his gaze, yet saw nothing besides the thick thunderclouds.

Before Gui Fan could question him, another enormous bolt of purple lightning descended, this time it was shrouded in heavy murderous intent.

Crack—! Boom!