Linglong Immortal Fairy's resolute, all-out attack still failed to break through the firmament. Countless cultivators were overcome with grief and indignation; Ling Tian, Zi Tiandu, and the others were utterly devastated, yet there was nothing they could do.
Watching Linglong Immortal Fairy turn to tribulation ash and vanish, a tear slipped from Wu De's tiger-like eyes. But his expression soon turned resolute as well. He murmured, "Linglong has already launched her final attack, and still she couldn't break through the firmament. It seems we have no chance at all. So be it. Soon we'll be together again. I've never believed in ghosts or gods in this life, but for your sake, I pray there's an underworld beyond the heavens. Only then can we be together again."
As he spoke, Wu De launched another attack. The lightning that had scattered Linglong Immortal Fairy was already descending. Though Wu De had accepted that he would die, he still had to take responsibility for Buddha Ancestor and those sixteen Buddhist cultivators. More importantly, he wanted to unleash his strongest attack and force out the Lord of the Universe's upper limit. That way, when Ling Tian faced the Lord of the Universe's final tribulation lightning in the future, he would be better prepared.
Wu De knew, however, that he needed to attack from an extremely long range now. If he stayed in the Buddha Kingdom World, he had no chance of breaking through the firmament. Even so, he didn't charge toward it. He wanted to see just how powerful the Tribulation Cloud could become, so Ling Tian and the other cultivators could be mentally prepared.
That was right. If not for the need to force out the Lord of the Universe's limits, Wu De would have resolutely burned his soul and charged toward the