"HAHAHA, Ye Xiwen, Heaven truly refuses to let me die. You're doomed!" The Star Colossus roared with laughter again and again.
Ye Xiwen glanced at the sky. Countless tribulation clouds coiled overhead, terrifying power boiling within them.
Countless Thunder Dragons writhed among them.
Even Ye Xiwen, who had always remained unruffled no matter what storms arose, began to feel tense at this moment. Yet his hands did not slow in the slightest, nor did his movements change at all.
He knew perfectly well that panic would be useless now. The only one who would benefit from it would be the Star Colossus.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The Ancient characters formed by his hand seals continually blasted into the Star Colossus's body. The Star Colossus shrieked without end. Those Ancient characters were like chains, embedding themselves firmly into its flesh and blood, continuously evaporating its flesh, seeking to control its body and enslave its soul.
It struggled desperately, trying to break free, but there was simply no way to do so.
Ye Xiwen's icy reaction made it despair. It could scarcely imagine how a person could be so indifferent. Even knowing that heavenly tribulation was bearing down upon him, his expression did not change in the slightest, nor did his movements falter at all.
He was as cold and emotionless as a machine.
Or perhaps it was as though the one facing heavenly tribulation was not him at all, but someone else.
How hard-hearted would someone have to be to achieve such a state? It was simply unimaginable.
Crash! After a long while, the first bolt of lightning finally descended.
Rumble!
With an earthshaking roar, the first lightning bolt seemed capable of splitting open Creation of the World itself. Terrifying power boiled through the void as it struck Ye Xiwen directly, whipping