The mechanism in the mountain stream began to function amidst the roaring sound, with everyone retreating three shelters except the Great Elder of Piaomiao Sect.

The spot where the Fire Spirit originally stood, he now replaced it himself.

When the first beam of light struck down, the Great Elder of Piaomiao Sect was incredibly exhilarated, as if infused with endless enthusiasm.

His whole being seemed rejuvenated, feeling boundless strength, which continued to pour into the Divine Spring.

It seemed harmless.

The onlookers thought so, and the Great Elder of Piaomiao Sect thought the same.

Elder Luo’s mind began to stir as well, thinking it didn’t seem dangerous and pondering if he should also give it a try.

"This mechanism should be in a pretty perfect state, right?"

He asked Mo Xiuwen.

"As for the energy conversion, it no longer needs any major improvements."

Mo Xiuwen nodded affirmatively, further stirring up Elder Luo’s internal excitement.

"But...it’s not exactly perfect."

Mo Xiuwen frowned inexplicably, as this mechanism hadn’t reached his ideal perfect state.

"Don’t be excessively picky; your Mo family has this bad habit. I must criticize this point, don’t emulate your family."

Elder Luo snorted a few times, pretending to give advice, speaking eloquently.

Mo Xiuwen nodded, agreeing deeply, "Indeed, for an energy-releasing mechanism, I’ve always wanted to design an additional interruption setting, allowing the process to stop at any time, this was indeed a bit excessive."

As the words fell, Mo Xiuwen suddenly noticed everyone’s astonished expressions directed at him.

"What’s wrong, seniors?"

"Are you saying this mechanism can’t be stopped midway?"

Elder Luo’s scalp inexplicably tingled; they had just poured two boatloads of Spirit Stones into it...

The remaining elders shivered, feeling a chill down their spines.

Meanwhile, the Great Elder of Piaomiao Sect, soaking in spiritual power, suddenly felt overwhelmingly full.

Um...

Not an illusion; he genuinely burped, beginning to feel uncomfortable as the Divine Spring’s swelling became more severe.

"Full, full, stop for a moment!"

He tried waving his hand to stop, but the process of infusion was swift, similar to the previous rapid infusion into the Fire Spirit, its release happening in an instant.

The Divine Spring continued to expand, filled with the power of the Realm of Transcendence.

He sensed the limit, truly the limit, finally encountering a mysterious barrier.

Simultaneously, he also sensed death approaching, his body unable to withstand it.

"It’s overflowing, overflowing..."

Amidst the exclamations, the Divine Spring finally couldn’t contain anymore, spilling spiritual power outward, enveloping him tightly and then thickening further.

Seemingly substantial!

The spiritual power transformed into mist, drifting around, while the standing Great Elder of Piaomiao Sect suddenly felt a surge of youthful exuberance and passion.

He was about to ignite!

Everyone stood agape, should they save him?

In their eyes, the Great Elder of Piaomiao Sect was genuinely on fire, the spiritual mist set ablaze, also torching him along.

"Save him or not?"

Elder Luo, jaw dropped, froze momentarily before hastily asking those beside him.

"Save him! If not, he’s going to die!"

The Great Elder of Unparalleled Tower hesitated but quickly responded.

"Let’s go together, pull him out."

With a soft shout from the Great Elder of Unparalleled Tower, seven figures simultaneously flashed forward.

On this side, the Great Elder of Piaomiao Sect had already started frantically beating at the flames on him, only to find even more flames, while the swelling sensation reached the extreme.

Crack!

Something shattered?

Crack!

A thunder sound?

Crack!

A sound of someone taking action?

During this moment, confronted by these simultaneous noises, his face turned pale!

"Don’t ****ing come over."

Suddenly, a crack appeared in that previously elusive barrier.

Above the mountain stream, clouds quickly gathered, and the Thunder Pool began surging.

Seven bewildered figures cluelessly charged forward.

With these three simultaneous events, he knew it was definitely over.

"Tribulation Thunder!"

The other seven also realized, each with drastically changing expressions; this truly was an insane pitfall.

"Quickly leave."

A distant observing Ling Wuce immediately shouted, knowing no good would come; the recently dimmed Omen Star shone again in this moment.

Simply absurd.

Just as he shouted, his figure flashed, swiftly grabbing Ou Mingdong and Mo Xiuwen.

He would never touch Tribulation Thunder, after rescuing them, he directly soared out of the mountain stream.

The bewildered Fire Spirit was left behind, angrily chirping at the spot before sluggishly diving into its original form, a giant stone soaring to chase after.

The seven elders were quite miserable, charging recklessly while saving him, had Tribulation Thunder not appeared, the Great Elder of Piaomiao Sect might have been rescued.

Now...

Elder Luo’s face turned pale, intuition told him, "I’m locked onto by Tribulation Thunder!"

"I’m targeted too!"

The Great Elder of Unparalleled Tower, as if mourning, expressed tearlessly.

What was this mess? Only one sought death, but why must others suffer alongside?

"We’re locked onto as well."

The remaining few showed expressions of despair, terror unspoken.

The Great Elder of Piaomiao Sect felt the most sorrowful, even if their intentions were good, he couldn’t afford such goodwill!

His face looked bleak, angrily exclaiming, "Do you think I’m not dying quickly enough?"

The power infusion almost killed and burned him alive; barely touching the barrier, as Tribulation Thunder truly appeared, these old folks arrived.

He looked up at the formed thunderclouds, sensing the overwhelming destruction, feeling its terrifying presence.

Doomed!

Eight in the Realm of Transcendence together, this Tribulation Thunder definitely wouldn’t be normal.

Ling Wuce had barely exited the mountain stream, spotting Mo Yushu and the old steward fleeing haphazardly, figures incredibly desperate.

He then squinted upward, nearly scared soulless, realizing the thunderclouds extended several miles away.

No wonder they fled; staying would mean death.

Was he afraid?

Of course, frightened, indiscriminately dragging the two along, fleeing further away.

"Quickly notify all clan members to evacuate."

Mo Yushu and the steward directed, then promptly separated, realizing they must flee while bringing along the Mo family.

Divine Strategy Institute definitely couldn’t stay, all within Tribulation Thunder’s radius.

The old steward looked worried, always arguing against them playing, Mo Yushu not believing the misfortune, now truly cursed!

Mo Yushu felt the pain, tirelessly rushing about Divine Strategy Institute, hastening clan members’ evacuation, pulling out the reclusive elders, the entire evacuation resembling Mo family’s apocalypse.

Why bother! Had known, should’ve moved the mechanism to Piaomiao Sect for their testing, now what, Mo family bearing disaster?

In the thunder zone, what remained within Divine Strategy Institute was uncertain.

But Mo Yushu secretly prayed, "Please don’t die!"

The Great Elder of Piaomiao Sect absolutely couldn’t die, needing compensation afterwards even if death followed.