Fortunately, the Evil Emperor had clearly used much more force this time. Not only did it shatter the thunderclouds, but it also used its Mental Power to annihilate most of them.
Although thunder churned overhead and storm clouds rolled, it did nothing to affect the Evil Emperor's ease.
To it, dispersing the lightning tribulation was hardly any more difficult than killing those seven Soul Masters earlier.
Soon, the roiling thunderclouds gathered into a single mass. This was the Ninth Thunder Tribulation, and also the final lightning tribulation Xiao Qiu had to face.
The Ninth Thunder Tribulation differed from every previous one. It contained purer, more immense Heaven and Earth Power, like wrath condensed by heaven and earth themselves.
At the center of the thunderclouds, a thick purple bolt of lightning slowly took shape, so terrifying that it made one's heart tremble. Even the space around it was distorted by its power, and the air was filled with an utterly oppressive aura.
A trace of gravity flashed through the Evil Emperor's eyes. For a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, the crucial part of surviving a lightning tribulation was whether it could withstand the Ninth Thunder Tribulation without dying after already suffering considerable injuries.
The destructive power of this tribulation was no weaker than a full-force strike from an ordinary Super Douluo. On top of that, it was lightning power that was supremely yang and unyieldingly fierce. Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts with ordinary bloodlines would basically all fall beneath this tribulation.
The Evil Emperor's Mental Power formed an invisible giant net, firmly locking onto the purple lightning about to descend as it prepared the most precise response.
"Hmph, a mere hundred-thousand-year lightning tribulation!"
The Evil Emperor snorted coldly, its voice carrying unquestionable disdain. One tentacle after another extended as rings of black energy rippled around