Old Ancestor Kunpeng was truly so frustrated he could have died.
He believed that whether in terms of strength or treasures, he was a cut above Zhenyuanzi.
If Zhenyuanzi could hold on until now and have the good fortune to suddenly attain sainthood,
Old Ancestor Kunpeng felt that if he had been more decisive back then, he would have touched upon the opportunity to attain sainthood as well.
The one attaining sainthood today should have been him.
Thinking this, Old Ancestor Kunpeng grew even more jealous and envious of Zhenyuanzi.
Before he knew it, a layer of gloom had descended over Old Ancestor Kunpeng's state of mind.
Old Ancestor Kunpeng, whose resentment and jealousy had surged, still had not noticed that his connection with the Great Dao between heaven and earth seemed to be separated by a layer of gauze.
It had become less clear, and the Chaotic Primordial Great Dao was moving farther away from him.
Zhenyuanzi had no idea how many people were envying him at that moment.
He only knew that his Sainthood Tribulation seemed to be coming to an end.
The remaining five thunder phantoms were no longer enough to take Zhenyuanzi's life.
Before Zhenyuanzi could even counterattack the Thunder Incarnation,
the five figures dissipated one after another before Zhenyuanzi's eyes, like illusory bubbles.
It turned out that the new Primordial Era Heavenly Dao had completely devoured the remnants of the original Primordial Era Heavenly Dao.
Without the support of the Heavenly Dao Will, the Heavenly Tribulation above Zhenyuanzi's head had already ended.
The new Heavenly Dao clearly had no interest in the tribulation and trial left behind by the old Heavenly Dao.
The thunderclouds churned and lightning flashed as dozens of thunderbolts struck in all directions.
They scattered the dark clouds filling the sky, and