Responding to the source as provided, it contains 58 body paragraphs, not 61; producing exactly one paragraph per input paragraph: Facing the Tribulation

The Five Plagues Patriarch held the bell aloft in one hand, forming a seal with the other. Its ancient, weighty toll suddenly echoed throughout this realm.

Dong... Dong... Dong...

With each toll, a gray curtain formed from countless twisted, pieced-together souls appeared around the Five Plagues Patriarch. Layer upon layer, it closed around him, warding off every attack from without.

But the might of Heaven surged forth, unstoppable.

The curtains piled upon one another, and the grotesque, hideous souls were all blasted to pieces in an instant by the overwhelming Tribulation Lightning!

Before the Tribulation Lightning could continue falling upon him, a dense gray sheen surfaced in the Five Plagues Patriarch's eyes. Blood-red runes covered the bronze bell in his hand, and its tolls suddenly quickened, urgent as a rapid drumbeat. Dongdongdongdongdong...

Amid the sound of a sudden downpour, the curtains multiplied in an instant, piling layer upon layer until, in the blink of an eye, they reflected the world as a viscous gray sea.

Rumble!!

Another clap of thunder split the firmament. Tribulation Lightning poured down without end, seemingly boundless, each wave stronger than the last. An utterly terrifying aura of destruction filled the entire world.

Its vast, majestic authority was like a sublime will, delivering a decree of annihilation.

For a time, the entire Jushuang City ruin was bleak and chilling, as if the end of the world had arrived.

The Five Plagues Patriarch's face was deathly pale as he pushed the bronze bell to its limits. Gradually, purplish-black blood trickled from his seven orifices.

His magic power had been driven to its limit, causing old wounds to flare up!

But given the situation, he wouldn't dare stop even if it meant aggravating old injuries—let alone damaging his foundation or severing his Dao Path!

If he couldn't survive