None of You Are Leaving! Roooar!
The lightning dragon roared, and heaven and earth abruptly froze.
That sound was nothing like thunder. It was more like the sound of destruction grinding down from Above the Nine Heavens, shaking everyone's souls as though they would be blasted out of their bodies.
The lightning clouds spanning a hundred thousand li exploded amid the dragon's roar. Clouds rolled back and lightning burst forth, exposing the gray sky.
The lightning dragon plunged downward.
Wherever it passed, space was not torn apart but erased outright, revealing pitch-black spatial fractures whose edges continued to collapse without a sound.
Its body was impossibly vast. Its head had reached the earth while its tail remained within the vortex.
Seven-colored lightning flowed across its scales. Each scale resembled a miniature world, filled with flashing lightning, rumbling thunder, surging flames, and raging wind gang.
Before the dragon arrived, its pressure descended.
The earth beneath Fang Mo's feet collapsed soundlessly. A thousand zhang, ten thousand zhang, a hundred thousand zhang—the ground caved in in every direction, with Fang Mo at its center.
"This... this is the ninth lightning tribulation? Even an ordinary second-stage Void Glimpse Realm cultivator couldn't withstand this power, could he?"
In the void, a Heavenly Venerate murmured, his voice so soft that he seemed afraid of disturbing something.
No one answered him.
Everyone's gaze was riveted to the lightning dragon. Seven-colored lightning reflected in their pupils, and terror filled their faces. It was not a fear of death.
At that moment, they truly felt the existence of the Heavenly Dao. Beneath it, they were nothing but insignificant ants.
Heavenly Venerate Fu Ye's sword hand trembled slightly, his eyes filled with worry. Heavenly Venerate Han Shan's face was as white as paper, tension filling his eyes.
Dangyun Heavenly Venerate