Everyone's eyes fixed on that figure, which seemed to become a flood dragon soaring out of the abyss as he charged without hesitation toward the descending tribulation lightning.
His fearless bearing set every heart racing and every soul trembling.
Countless people clenched their fists, their bodies taut, as though lending Fang Mo their strength. Martial artists had always fought against heaven, earth, and other people. Watching his indomitable figure now ignited the conviction in their hearts.
"Come on! You have to win!"
Even Guan Lu clenched her fists, her eyes burning with anticipation. For some reason, she desperately wanted the person undergoing the tribulation to prevail.
Yet she failed to notice that Luo Jiangyan had suddenly gone pale, her whole body tensing. Luo Jiangyan looked toward Yue Quan and found her looking back, her face equally taut. She knew she had not been mistaken.
She was a Heavenly Human Realm martial artist, after all. Focusing her vision, she could still make out that familiar figure.
He was the man they loved, after all. That figure was far too familiar. Though he was distant, that connection between their hearts could not be mistaken. Neither woman had time to tell Guan Lu, nor did they dare. They stared fixedly at the figure charging into the heavens.
"Savage Ancient Heaven Suppressing Fist!"
Fang Mo roared and hurled out a punch. A dragon's cry shook the void, as though seeking to drown out the lightning dragon's roar.
"Such powerful dragon might! What is he doing? Is he planning to blast the lightning tribulation apart?"
Watching this, everyone was stunned by Fang Mo's strength, but even more by his madness. Daring to clash head-on with tribulation lightning—he was truly insane.
"That's the spirit! Blast the lightning tribulation apart!"
Someone in the crowd let out an