At that moment, all the Sages saw the second flash of lightning.
"This tribulation lightning... isn't it a little too vicious?" Nuwa exclaimed. "I remember when Ancestral Dragon and the others attained the Dao, and when Tai Yi did so recently, none of their tribulations had such power!"
"I'm afraid there must be a reason we know nothing about." Zhenyuanzi watched the divine thunder, his eyes filled with solemn concern.
Across the Primordial Wilderness, countless living beings gazed at the increasingly violent thunder sea and began to discuss it.
"An Ancestral Witch attaining the Dao-what a tremendous commotion!"
"Of course! Dijiang of the Witch Clan is the leader of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, with an unrivaled physical body. His attainment of the Dao would naturally be extraordinary."
"I think this tribulation lightning is even fiercer than the one Eastern Emperor Tai Yi of the Demon Race faced last time."
"Hiss-can Ancestor Witch Dijiang withstand it?"
"Hard to say."
Countless beings watched that thunder sea, sweating on Dijiang's behalf while unable to keep envy from rising in their hearts.
Becoming a primordial Daluo Golden Immortal was a realm countless cultivators might never reach even after devoting their entire lives to it. Yet now, Dijiang was advancing toward it, step by step.
One bolt, two bolts, three bolts...
Dijiang met them with his fists, enduring them head-on with his flesh.
Each bolt of divine thunder struck him hard enough to send his body swaying and tear his flesh apart, yet in the blink of an eye, he forcibly restored himself through the Witch Clan's powerful source essence.
But each successive bolt of divine thunder was fiercer than the last.
By the seventh bolt, Dijiang was drenched in blood. His indestructible Ancestral Witch body was even beginning to show signs of shattering.