Tribulation clouds pressed down over the city, vast and seemingly endless.
Purple and blue fissures split the clouds, like the scaled backs of ten-thousand-zhang whales breaching the waves. Their chill was merciless, and the majesty of Heaven blazed forth.
In the gloom, astral winds howled. The sensation of blades hanging over their heads surged like a tide, as if countless tiny needles were stabbing every inch of their bodies, while an earth-shattering strike continued to gather.
Ancestor Shiwei stood alone in midair, his blue robe fluttering like a banner. His clear, limpid eyes showed no trace of emotion.
Escape Lights streaked away. Every other living being immediately retreated beyond the reach of the Dao Tribulation.
Lightning serpents danced wildly like dragons, growing larger as they surged. Before long, an enormous thunder dragon spanning ten thousand li appeared among the clouds. Its whiskers, horns, and densely packed scales were all lifelike. When it opened its mouth, the dazzling lightning pearl nearly pierced the long night.
ROAR!!!
The thunder dragon threw back its head and let out a deafening roar. Then, without the slightest hesitation, it swooped down at Ancestor Shiwei.
Wind and thunder followed in its wake. The dragon's body was lithe, and its flight filled the sky with deafening explosions. Thunder boomed, raging across the world.
Splash... splash-splash...
A sound as vast as a rushing river suddenly rang out. Even the thunderous strikes could not completely drown it out. It came from the chains extending from the throne of Wushi Villa, trembling incessantly beneath countless lightning strikes.
Purple-blue radiance flashed rapidly along the chains, while thousands upon thousands of lightning serpents darted through them. Tribulation Power was absorbed by the chains in waves. The iron-black links seemed, silently and imperceptibly, to grow even deeper.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!!
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