At the center of the flames, the Crimson Fire Monarch sat with his hands loosely clasped. He was absorbing the flames, re-forging them as links in a chain.

The links were red in color. On their surfaces, fiery talisman scriptures glittered with Saint level Laws of the world. Together, they formed countless saint level chains that connected heaven and earth.

Within the Crimson Fire Monarch's body, a ma.s.sive, fist-sized spirit nucleus was forming in his dantian, emitting a golden light.

Within the golden light was mixed strands of red. The two colors intermingled, their power supressing heaven and earth. Everyone in the area was thrown backwards. No one dared to approach the Crimson Fire Monarch.

Right now was a critical moment for the Crimson Fire Monarch. Just a bit more, a bit more, just a little bit more.

Rumble… rumble… rumble…

Suddenly, crimson bolts of lightning formed in the carmine sky overhead. They fell from above, straight toward where the Crimson Fire Monarch was sitting.

There were tens of thousands of other self-cultivators on the Fire Monarch Mountain, all of them disciples of the Crimson Fire Monarch. As they watched this scene, their expressions all changed as they began to discuss among themselves.

"Did you see? The Saint's Thunder Tribulation had descended! This is a kind of law that only saints can have."

"I never would have thought that there would be Saint's Thunder Tribulation descending. Our Master is in danger."

"What do you know. Only when our Master breaks through to the saint realm could the Thunder Tribulation descend. Ordinary self-cultivators couldn't make the Thunder Tribulation appear even if they wanted."

"You're right! I hope our Master can overcome the Saint's Thunder Tribulation. Then, he'd become a Saint and our planet can be promoted to the level of a saint planet."

Everyone gazed toward the Crimson Fire Monarch at the summit of the mountain with eyes filled with reverence. Some had even fallen to their knees, repeatedly bowing their heads to the ground, praying that their Master could reach the Saint Realm.

The Crimson Fire Continent hadn't produced a Saint in over a hundred thousand years. So, if the Crimson Fire Monarch could reach the Saint Realm, it would be a miracle for the entire continent. Everyone would be shocked.

The disciples on the Fire Monarch Mountain weren't the only ones paying attention to this incident. All across the continent, major organizations and sects were all looking this way. When they learned that the Crimson Fire Monarch was undergoing the Saint's Thunder Tribulation, their expressions all changed.

Those who supported Qingfeng Li and opposed the Crimson Fire Monarch were afraid, even terrified. They knew that, should the Crimson Fire Monarch become a Saint, he would certainly be able to kill Qingfeng Li. When that happened, these people who'd supported Qingfeng Li would be ground to dust as well.

For example, in the Crimson Fire Business Alliance, Ya Yun's father, Tianxing Yun, felt color drain from his face.

Tianxing Yun gazed over at his daughter. "Did you hear that? The Crimson Fire Monarch is undergoing the Saint's Thunder Tribulation. Once he overcomes them, he'd be a Saint. Your call of supporting Qingfeng Li will lead all of the hundreds of thousands working under our trading company to ruin!"

Ya Yun's face was also slightly pale. However, she shook her head, saying "Even if the Crimson Fire Monarch does break through to the Saint Realm, I will still support Qingfeng Li. I believe that he definitely will find a way."

Tianxing Yun shook his head with a bitter laugh. "Daughter, you've lost your mind," he said. "That's a Saint. Do you really think Qingfeng Li could stand up to such power? You're over-estimating him. When a saint makes a move, an entire planet could be destroyed in a single blow!"

On the Crimson Fire Continent, the heavens and earth were controlled by the Crimson Fire Monarch. However, the seas were the domain of the Blood Sea Monarch.

At this moment, giant waves over a hundred kilometers tall raged over the blood-red sea in the east. The waves, like the sea water itself, was as red as fresh blood.

Over these ma.s.sive waves stood a woman with a red complexion. She was like a bright blooming rose, her eyes were stars, or the most radiant rubies. She was tall and beautiful beyond compare, her red hair flowing behind her in the wind.

She was the ruler of the sea. Standing there, the entire ocean obeyed her commands.

If Qingfeng Li were here, he would no doubt be shocked. This woman, standing over the hundred-thousand-meter waves, looked identical to Linglong Xue. It was as though they were cast from the same mold. However, the energy radiating from her was far more powerful than that of Linglong Xue.