Davis watched the dark crimson clouds churn, turning more purplish-black by the second.
'Wait… the heavens are not going to unleash apocalyptic flames, are they…?'
Davis was confused.
The skies indeed looked like they had the color of apocalyptic flames, but the aura certainly didn't feel like that. Instead, it had a different feel to it, as though it was ethereal, like a cosmic dance of energy, playing to heaven's rumbling cacophony.
Nonetheless, Davis couldn't understand why this was happening.
Usually, when a unique tribulation was present in a particular stage of the Immortal Realm, the number of heavenly lightning strikes would be lowered, accurately to three strikes if he remembered correctly, but since the lightning strikes went past three in the Apocalyptic Flame Essence's tribulation, he didn't think there would be a unique tribulation, making him wonder if spirits crossing to Empyrean Stage does not have their race's unique tribulation.
