Lei Ming thundered, and bolts of purifying lightning that had transformed into dragons shot down from within the dense clouds in the sky, pouncing toward the enormous ball of light below that was engulfed in electric radiance.
Within a radius of dozens, even hundreds, of li, the area had already become a gigantic pool of lightning.
The mountain peaks shook, the earth trembled, and waves of vast energy, capable of shattering the withered and rotten, rapidly spread toward the distance.
Wherever it passed, the solid ground that had already been swept by terrifying hurricanes immediately shed lumps of stone fragments. The fragments danced through the air before being swept away by the razor-sharp surging energy.
In a mere half shichen, more than a hundred dragon-shaped bolts of lightning had already fallen one after another around Qin Fengming.
If other cultivators had witnessed such frenzied, dense, and unceasing purifying lightning from the Heavenly Tribulation, their mouths would certainly have dropped open in shock, and they would have remained agape for a long time.
The baptism of the Heavenly Tribulation and the descent of purifying lightning were things every cultivator had to undergo when passing an advancement tribulation.
But even during the Mahayana Heavenly Tribulation, more than a hundred dragon-shaped bolts of lightning descending in succession within such a short time could be said to be an unprecedented occurrence.
The Heavenly Tribulation possessed terrifying power to kill, but it absolutely did not exist solely to kill the cultivator undergoing it.
Whenever a wave of purifying lightning descended and struck, it would give the cultivator undergoing the tribulation a certain amount of time to endure and refine their body with the vast purifying energy.
The purpose of these purifying lightning strikes was to temper the cultivator's meridians and purify the magic power within