Chapter 1406 The Outline

The Luck-devouring Snakes continued to circle in the air, gnawing continuously at Zen's luck with soft sounds.

They did not cause any harm to Zen's physical body, but Zen's expression became more and more grim...

Crack, crack...

The soft chewing sounds were like those made by a silkworm that nibbled on mulberry leaves. The snakes were wearing down Zen's luck slowly.

It went without saying that luck was of great importance to him, but it just so happened that these Luck-devouring Snakes were completely illusory.

They did not seem to exist in this world, and Zen could do nothing about them with his current strength.

Even the cyan dragon in Zen's mind let out a faint sound resembling a sigh. It was only because Zen's good fortune was too great that he was facing this terrifying Luck-devouring Snake Tribulation today.

Since ancient times, there had been no method recorded in any ancient books to resolve this tribulation, regardless of which scripture it was.

Both the cyan dragon and Lavender could not think of a way out. This was an unstoppable Heavenly Tribulation. Perhaps no one could resist it.

Zen grew worried and was at a loss about what to do. However, as time passed by, he calmed down, gradually composing himself and his slightly anxious state of mind.

He turned over and coiled his legs in the air. Then he quickly fell down and returned to his original spot, his expression returning to a tranquil one...

It was not that Zen had chosen to give up. Ever since he had made up his mind to cultivate the martial arts, he had never once thought about giving up on anything.

No matter how strong the Heavenly Tribulation and his opponent was, they would never make Zen yield.

The Heavenly Tribulation was not a deathly tribulation. Otherwise, most of the warriors in the universe would have died long ago because of it. Since the heavens let such a powerful Heavenly Tribulation manifest before him, it must contain a profound meaning. Zen realized that he had to be calm mentally and observe first, instead of becoming anxious.

No matter how unlucky he was, he would not die so quickly. This was how he comforted himself silently.

Crack, crack...

The Luck-devouring Snakes still gnawed in the air as they slithered around. They seemed to have taken a liking to Zen's luck. It was like exquisite food to them and they swallowed it one bite at a time...

"Zen is able to maintain his composure. He is truly remarkable," one of the palace leaders pointed out.

"Maybe he has already figured out a way to overcome this," another palace leader said.

"Ha-ha... Forget about Zen; even the Supreme Lords of the supreme worlds

riors—by relying on their own comprehension of the Law Power—could summon a hurricane ten thousand times stronger than this strong gale with a single thought.

However, no one knew where this gust of wind came from and how it was formed. It was all too strange.

Just as everyone was wondering about this, a warrior suddenly pointed at Zen's back and said, "Look! What is that?!"

Behind Zen was nothing. However, it was precisely because of this that the situation seemed even stranger.

The strong wind was howling non-stop, and as it blew to every corner, it inevitably brought up a bit of dust. Everything became a bit blurry all of a sudden, but many warriors could still see their surroundings.

When the strong wind blew behind Zen, they discovered something strange.

The wind seemed unable to pass through Zen's back. This was because the wind, which carried traces of dust with it, had drawn a faint shadow behind Zen. It was the shadow of a giant.

Or at least, it was what could be called a shadow in some ways. The wind could not penetrate it, and a faint virtual outline had been drawn.

It was quite a coincidence that the Luck-devouring Snakes were nibbling along this outline. It looked like they were gnawing on a nonexistent giant!

When he heard the voices of the crowd, the expression on Zen's face remained calm. However, as he turned his head to take a look, his eyes twinkled.

The outline of a giant? What was this about?

Since the Luck-devouring Snakes were devouring on the giant, could this shadow be called his luck?

Why did his luck assume this form?

Although Zen was able to maintain his composure, he could not help but be perplexed when he saw this strange scene.

More importantly, since when had this shadow been following him?