Gales howled, and thunder rumbled!
In midair, Lu Yuan madly shattered bolt after bolt of lightning.
"The million-year Heavenly Tribulation returns to one after nine times nine, eighty-one bolts in total. I've shattered seventy already, leaving eleven!" Lu Yuan gripped the Dragon Emperor's Dripping Spring Spear. His white robes were utterly unmarked, his expression calm, without even half a drop of sweat on his forehead.
"Heavenly lightning, you're not much, are you? You've already run out of steam after reaching the Divine Official level?" Lu Yuan laughed loudly, his smile brimming with boldness. Mere Divine Official-level heavenly lightning was nothing in his eyes.
Besides, he truly wanted to know just how powerful this Heavenly Tribulation could become.
The so-called Heavenly Tribulation was merely a thunderous punishment governed by the rules established by the God Realm Center and unleashed by the Douluo Continent plane.
Such Heavenly Tribulations had an upper limit. They would certainly be somewhat weaker than a plane lord.
Moreover, the plane consciousness of the Douluo Continent had yet to form into a plane lord. Even if it did, given the Douluo Continent's current strength, that plane lord would at most possess the power of a Second-Class God.
Therefore, no matter how much the Heavenly Tribulation strengthened, it would never reach the level of a Second-Class God. At most, it would be at the level of a Third-Class God.
That was why Lu Yuan dared to confront the Heavenly Tribulation head-on. Even if it erupted with its full power, it could not do anything to him.
Yet for an ordinary Soul Beast attempting to break through to a million years, this Heavenly Tribulation was an absolutely near-death ordeal—perhaps even one with no chance of survival at all.
Even if Lu Yuan had not intervened, the final bolt of the