Chapter 938: Chapter 938 Heavenly Tribulation Chapter 938: Chapter 938 Heavenly Tribulation Human waged war against human, beast against beast, and nation against nation, small and large conflicts erupted all around the world.

Apart from the Eight countries in Southeast and China, nations were scorched by the issue of Ferocious Beasts.

China wasn’t exactly peaceful, but the public’s desire to join the war effort was high.

On this matter, the official statement declared that residents should continue their lives as normal, and the army would handle all other issues.

Once this message was released, the global internet exploded instantly.

“I’m envious!”

“Here, if you don’t take up arms yourself, nobody cares.”

“May I ask if it’s still possible to immigrate to China?”

“I want to be a China Person too!”

Online, there was an endless stream of envious comments, and the number of people wanting to immigrate to China was substantial.

For a time, the number of immigration applications surged.

However, the officials quickly published a notice, rambling on about many things, but the core message was just one sentence–we don’t lack people.

By contrast, the Eight countries in Southeast were much quieter.

Ever since the Dragon King became scarce, politicians from the eight countries and people from the various families started harboring thoughts they shouldn’t have.

Two years later, three major families joined forces with the intention of launching an offensive against the Dragon King’s Palace.

However, thanks to Greg Jensen’s earlier arrangements, before they could make a move, the Fox and others received the news.

Black Wolf made a decisive call, leveraging all resources and wiped out everyone from the three families.

With this action, the entire Eight countries in Southeast became utterly silent.

Under the thunderous methods of the Dragon King’s Palace, those families with other thoughts in their minds immediately became obedient.

In the entire Eight countries in Southeast, there was only one voice, and that was the Dragon King’s Palace!

However, the international community and various rumors on the internet circulated even more outlandishly.

Some suspected that the Dragon King had disappeared, others speculated that the Dragon King had died.

Even more absurd was the theory that the Dragon King had attained Dao and ascended, no longer of this world.

In response to this, the Dragon King’s Palace remained silent.

They remained outwardly strong, but the internal pressure was immense.

“Where on earth has the Dragon King gone?”

Black Wolf’s eyes were filled with red veins as he realized the weight of responsibility; with the Dragon King gone, all the matters bore down on his and his subordinates’ shoulders.

The pressures and problems from all sides were suffocating him.

Black Wolf had no issue with killing, but dealing with all these troublesome matters was giving him a headache.

The Fox squinted towards the Arctic, saying indifferently, “It should be soon.”

In reality, he was also lacking confidence.

The Dragon King had said he was going to Bear Country, yet there was no sight of him there.

Now, two years had passed without a sign of life or a body, completely without a trace.

In the hearts of Fox and the others, there was an inevitable sense of unease.

The Fox believed that the Dragon King would definitely not die, but what he feared most was the Dragon King giving up on the Dragon King’s Palace.

Because he always felt that the Dragon King seemed indifferent to the Dragon King’s Palace.

In fact, the Fox had guessed correctly.

The former Greg Jensen might have cared about power and wealth, but now he had only one goal.

That was to become a Nascent Soul True Monarch, to stabilize the world and lead a carefree and joyous life.

A Nascent Soul True Monarch lives for eight hundred years!

Greg Jensen could enjoy life while also looking for opportunities to make further breakthroughs.

What he hadn’t anticipated was that the path to breakthrough came so quickly.

An alternative world?

That world seemed to be in shambles too, so it’s better to make a breakthrough to Nascent Soul first.

Arctic.

Underground cave.

Greg Jensen sat cross-legged beside the corpse of a giant dragon, his hands and eyes turned upwards, concentrating on circulating his mana.

The mana within his Dantian had become a chaotic mass, resembling an unsplit heaven and earth or a freshly kneaded dough, constantly changing its form as mana circulated.

Time passed, and the shape of the dough eventually began to solidify.

By its contours, it somewhat resembled the present Greg Jensen, similarly tall and slender, sitting cross-legged with hands and eyes turned upwards.

After two years of cultivation, Greg Jensen’s hair had gone unattended, simply tied with a thin cord at the back of his head.

The figure sitting inside his Dantian had a nearly identical hairstyle.

Secured at the back of its head, it appeared somewhat archaic.

Could this be the initial formation of the Nascent Soul?

Greg Jensen felt a surge of secret joy but dared not to slacken, as this was just the beginning; it would still take a considerable amount of time for the Nascent Soul to reveal its true form.

He suppressed the excitement in his heart and continued to contemplate the dough-like chaotic mana.

Time flew by swiftly.

Another year had passed, and the dough now bore a slight resemblance to a person.

Limbs were defined, facial features complete, but details like the nose, eyes, and mouth still required careful sculpting.

Greg Jensen was not in a rush, patiently and slowly refining.

As the mana continued to circulate, the features of the Nascent Soul became clearer, the nose and eyes identical to Greg Jensen’s, as if carved from the same mold.

Beyond that, the muscles, tendons, and blood vessels on the arms were meticulously detailed.

To the eye, the Nascent Soul was a transparent little man, emitting a deep blue glow from within.

“Could this be Dragon Breath?”

As Greg Jensen’s thoughts flickered, he could immediately hear faint dragon chants by his ear, and the memories belonging to the giant dragon grew more lucid.

Then, the little figure sitting within the Dantian suddenly opened its eyes.

Greg Jensen experienced a curious sensation, as if gazing at his own reflection in a mirror.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Just as he was carefully observing the Nascent Soul, thunder suddenly rumbled outside.

Greg Jensen’s heart tightened inexplicably, a strong sense of crisis emerging, giving him chills and making his scalp tingle.

“Could this be…”

“Lightning tribulation?!”

Soon, Greg Jensen found the answer in the giant dragon’s memory, but he found it strange that the Harmony Union Scripture hadn’t mentioned a word about it.

Was it possible that in this world, the concept of lightning tribulation didn’t exist?

Had he attracted the lightning tribulation due to absorbing the giant dragon’s Dragon Breath?

Greg Jensen speculated in his heart, but time did not permit further thought; lightning was already descending from the sky, striking the snowy plains above.

If he did not go out to face the tribulation, the cave would sooner or later collapse, potentially burying him inside.

Greg Jensen glanced at the cave and, spotting the corpse of the giant dragon, suddenly had an idea.

He circulated his mana, adjusting himself to the best condition, then stood up, took the giant dragon’s corpse into his Storage Ring, and walked out of the cave to the entrance.

Greg Jensen took a deep breath, shattered the crystal ice sealing the entrance with his hand, and stepped out.

Crack!

No sooner had Greg Jensen walked out than a thunderclap sounded in the sky.

He instinctively sidestepped, and a bolt of lightning, thick as a baby’s arm, struck right beside him on the ice and snow.

Boom!

The strike blasted a deep hole in the ground, and Greg Jensen was thrown out, but thanks to the protection of his Dragon Scale Armor, he was unharmed.

He looked up to see the sky covered with thick leaden clouds, slowly rotating with sparks and arcs of electricity darting within.

According to the giant dragon’s memory, besides its punitive nature, it also had significant benefits for the Nascent Soul.