Chapter 132: Essence of this Tribulation

Thump!

The wave of pressure tore across the vast expanse of Lin Yuan's Sea of Consciousness, instantly ripping through the mist of his Half-Step Spirit Severing Cultivation.

When it struck Lin Yuan's spiritual avatar, the impact was devastating.

It was as if an entire ocean of mortal despair had been violently compressed and dropped directly onto his soul. The aura seeped directly through his defenses, carrying the heavy dread of absolute loneliness.

"Argh!"

Lin Yuan's spiritual avatar fell to one knee, clutching his head. In the physical world, sitting within the temporal isolation of the River of Years Pagoda, Lin Yuan violently convulsed. Blood spilled from his lips, his nose, and the corners of his eyes, trailing down his flawless skin and staining his robes.

Thump!

Another pulse. Another wave of obsession.