After their earlier exchange, Luo Yi understood that the Black Flood Dragon wreathed in silver light was only a phantom manifested by the Heavenly Tribulation.
No matter how many times he killed or scattered it, it could take shape again as soon as it received more energy.
The Heavenly Tribulation's true body was the black cloud that had stained the nearby Heavenly Firmament pitch-dark.
Only by scattering that cloud, which lingered over the Heavenly Firmament and refused to disperse, could he fully overcome the Thunder Tribulation that only a Tribulation-Crossing Pseudo-Immortal would face.
Crackle!
The terrifying Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy pouring from Immortal Art: Tianyan Forty-Nine was like a searchlight cutting through the night sky of a city on Blue Star, Luo Yi's home in his previous life.
With almost no resistance, it pierced a vast hole through the black cloud overhead in the Heavenly Firmament.
The instant the hole appeared, the Black Flood Dragon wreathed in silver light, now closing in on him again, shuddered violently.
The Black Flood Dragon hurriedly looked back and saw that a hole a hundred zhang wide had opened in the black cloud that had sealed off the entire Heavenly Firmament.
Without a moment's hesitation, it opened its jaws and lunged at the blood-robed young man.
But Luo Yi had not been idle during that brief glance backward. He first opened his hand and recalled the Great Halberd he had thrown, then bent his body like a bow drawn to a full moon and drove the weapon toward the Black Flood Dragon's open maw.
The moment he realized that the black cloud was the Heavenly Tribulation's true body and the silver-wreathed Black Flood Dragon was merely its vessel, he had prepared to strike on both fronts.
Several hours passed in a blink.