The Tribal Chief watched as thunder rapidly gathered across the sky. He had been somewhat panicked, but the moment he saw Qin Feng, he inexplicably felt at ease.
Clearly, in his eyes, even though he had already broken through to Grand Unity Golden Immortal, he still fell far short of Qin Feng.
Just this one display of Qin Feng's power had been enough to win the Tribal Chief's complete admiration.
If Qin Feng could help the Tribal Chief survive the Heavenly Tribulation, his name would surely spread throughout the entire Human Race.
By then, those who had initially refused to submit would be filled with regret.
The Tribal Chief was lost in thought, but a peal of thunder soon jolted him back to his senses.
His Heavenly Tribulation had begun.
In an instant, a bolt of lightning as thick as a finger fell straight from the sky.
Qin Feng made no move.
If the Tribal Chief couldn't withstand even the first bolt, then whether he could survive the Heavenly Tribulation wouldn't matter much.
His talent was too poor. There would be no point in cultivating him.
The Tribal Chief gazed at the lightning in the sky, his eyes free of fear.
At the same time, a fervent emotion continued to burn within him.
Although this was his first time facing the power of lightning, the Heavenly Tribulation did not frighten him.
He had become the Tribal Chief for a reason. He was the greatest genius in the Human Race.
Without some real ability, how could he have become the Tribal Chief?
As bolts of lightning rained down from the sky,
a green light shimmered around him, and the fierce winds seemed to grow a little gentler.
The Tribal Chief's attribute was actually Wind Attribute.
A flicker of surprise crossed Qin