My Silly, Sweet Wife

At the same time, Ye Guichen naturally also noticed the commotion outside.

With the Ghost King and Little Black outside, Ye Guichen nevertheless released the Earthly Branches Twelve Puppets along with Gui Yi to guard the entrance of the dragon’s mouth, just to be safe.

If anyone dared disturb his cultivation, they would be courting death.

Retrieving his focus, Ye Guichen resumed absorbing the life essence before him, which transformed into strands of mist and continuously flowed into his body.

In an instant, a fetus resembling an infant gradually formed within his Dantian.

Sensing the change in his Dantian, Ye Guichen immersed his mind as it spun rapidly.

"Boom boom boom!"

No one knew how much time had passed when suddenly the sky changed color, and a dense black cloud loomed over Ye Guichen’s head.

"Heavenly Tribulation?"

Outside, Yu Wen Dou looked at the changing sky, astonished, "Is someone trying to overcome tribulation?"

Although Yu Wen Dou had never seen a Heavenly Tribulation, he had heard about it.

This kind of tribulation didn’t come about due to reaching a certain realm, but because the heavens sensed that a powerful expert had reached the point of defying fate, thus they sent down the Heavenly Tribulation.

The purpose of the Heavenly Tribulation is to prevent anyone from altering fate!

However, if someone can withstand the tribulation, they will have the potential to defy the heavens, and attaining immortality would be just a matter of time.

"How is this possible? Could it be that the entity controlling the life essence is not dead and has killed Mr. Ye?"

Upon thinking about this possibility, Yu Wen Dou felt a chill in his heart.

Because, no matter what, he couldn’t associate the Heavenly Tribulation with Ye Guichen.

After all, Ye Guichen’s cultivation was evident, even if he was exceptionally talented, how could he attempt a tribulation at the Golden Core Realm?

"Father, what should we do? Could Mr. Ye be in danger?"

At this moment, Yu Wenxuan also became anxious.

They had no knowledge of the situation inside the dragon’s mouth. Over the past two to three months, there had been no news from Ye Guichen.

Now suddenly, with the appearance of a Heavenly Tribulation in the sky, it seemed ominous for Ye Guichen.

"Mr. Ye has been a great benefactor to us, we can’t just sit and wait!" Yu Wen Dou’s eyebrows twitched, "There must be an unforeseen event inside, let’s go in and check, even if it costs us our lives, we can’t let Mr. Ye be harmed!"

Deciding quickly, Yu Wen Dou transformed into a stunning streak of light, heading straight for the huge mouth of the dragon statue.

However, before Yu Wen Dou could get close, Gui Yi had already led the Twelve Earthly Branch Puppets to block his way.

With an expressionless face, Gui Yi said, "Step forward and die!"

Yu Wen Dou was stunned.

He had seen these puppets before, knowing they belonged to Ye Guichen, he couldn’t help but feel bewildered, quickly clasping his hands and asking: "May I ask if Mr. Ye is inside?"

"Step forward and die!" Gui Yi did not respond, but coldly replied as if it were a machine devoid of emotion.

Yu Wen Dou stomped his feet in frustration, but he also knew that if they really fought, he likely would not be a match for these puppets, so he shouted loudly, "Mr. Ye, are you okay?"

"Retreat!"

No one answered.

However, a voice as if from the horizon directly surged into Yu Wen Dou’s mind.

Yu Wen Dou’s mind trembled, and his body suddenly became stupefied.

At the same time, he uncontrollably retreated several hundred steps, returning to Yu Wenxuan’s side.

Seeing Yu Wen Dou retreat as quickly as he advanced, Yu Wenxuan was puzzled, "Father, are you okay?"

Yu Wen Dou felt as if he had just woken from a dream, shook his head abruptly to clear his mind, suspiciously glanced at Yu Wenxuan twice, "What just happened? How am I back here?"

"What? Father, weren’t you the one who came back?"

Yu Wenxuan was utterly confused.

Yu Wen Dou slapped his head, suddenly recalling the voice he had heard earlier.

His face changed drastically.

"That voice, was it Mr. Ye’s? He... he can control my mind?" Yu Wen Dou only felt a layer of cold sweat on his back.

Such terrifying power was no different from when Uncle Jian was forced to commit suicide.

With just a word, one could be driven to self-destruction.

This was too frightening.

Could it be that the person crossing the tribulation was Ye Guichen?

Just thinking of this possibility made Yu Wen Dou’s heart race rapidly.

If this were true, then no matter what, their Tingxue Pavilion must hold tightly onto Ye Guichen.

This was indeed the presence of a future True Immortal.

If Ye Guichen was willing to befriend Tingxue Pavilion, the pavilion would undoubtedly soar.

Thinking of this possibility, Yu Wen Dou immediately declared solemnly, "We shall protect Mr. Ye; no one must disturb him!"

Then, like a guardian deity, he positioned himself facing away from the dragon’s mouth, drawing his weapon, a broadsword, standing firmly towards the source of the noises!

...

"It’s here!"

Ye Guichen was also somewhat agitated.

Having absorbed the life essence, he clearly sensed the message from his body.

That kind of immense power seemed to be resisting the laws of heaven and earth!

"Heavenly Tribulation? I didn’t expect that absorbing the life essence would lead to a Heavenly Tribulation?" Ye Guichen’s mind raced, feeling the terrifying power coming from the sky, he dared not be careless, quickly withdrawing his focus, his figure shifted, moving out from the dragon’s head.

Ye Guichen soared into the sky, standing directly atop the dragon’s head of the statue.

At that moment, he was like a Banished Immortal descending to the mortal world.

At this time, thunderous sounds echoed endlessly from the sky, each one like a verdict of death.

"Mr. Ye, it’s really Mr. Ye!" Yu Wen Dou looked at Ye Guichen; his emotions reached an inexplicable peak, his legs uncontrollably giving way as he knelt down, performing a grand ceremony of worship.