Chapter 898: Contest
The golden armor retreated.
Tu Shan Jun had no time to celebrate.
A colossal hand slowly took shape, supporting the ruined heavenly palace beneath the golden-armored god's feet.
With a light squeeze, the heavenly palace was immediately refined into a treasure platform of ten thousand thunderbolts.
Tu Shan Jun was horrified after witnessing this spectacular feat.
If that colossal hand were allowed to hurl the divine thunder treasure platform, perhaps even the Soul Banner standing at the center of the great formation like a pillar supporting heaven would be smashed to pieces by that mass of lightning.
Just as he was about to sacrifice the Soul Banner and risk everything, the colossal hand and the refined treasure platform dissolved like a breeze.
"Gone?"
Not entirely.
Because the lightning tribulation was still continuing.
Yet that terrifying aura no longer came from it.
As the lightning tribulation intensified, tens of millions of ghost soldiers died and dissolved into Baleful Intent. Tu Shan Jun himself was gravely injured as well, and only a thin layer of spiritual power remained in Meng Zhi's body.
A pillar reaching heaven.
A long banner floated.
The blue-black sky unfurled and swept outward, as though day and night had truly been reversed.
The tens of millions of yin gods standing upon the soul banner were the stars filling the heavens.
Dragon-shaped lightning roared.
At its fury, heaven and earth shattered.
Countless streaks of lightning exhaled forth.
They turned into an ocean of molten iron, casting the heavenly pillar.
Lightning refined the pillar.
Countless cracks appeared on the Soul Banner, yet its spiritual radiance and holy might rose instead of falling.
As the lightning faded, the purple dragon formed from ten thousand bolts shot forward. One claw tore open the soul banner's main shaft, its sharp