As he was about to lose consciousness, Daoist Horizon struggled to straighten his back. Even though he was seriously wounded, he still had to stand ramrod straight.
[Even if I'm going to die, I'll face death head-on. As for those two cowards beside me, I'm ashamed to stand among them.] That was what Daoist Horizon was thinking at that moment.
Before his death, the bloodied Daoist Horizon glared at the Heavenly Tribulation Missiles ahead. "Come on! Come bomb me!"
Even if I let out a single scream before dying, I wouldn't be a man! Not to mention striking that ultra-cowardly pose like Manor Lord Seven Lives Talisman and Chang Yuanzi.
Come, Heavenly Tribulation! I'm not afraid of you!
Just as Daoist Horizon was thinking this, his consciousness grew weaker and weaker.
Then something horrifying happened—he discovered that his knees were slowly bending.
It was as if an invincible force from heaven and earth had pressed down on him, trying to force him to the ground.
Had his heart grown weak?
No!
It was the Heavenly Tribulation at work!
This modernized Heavenly Tribulation wasn't merely trying to destroy cultivators' bodies—it even wanted to toy with their will?
But this old man would never surrender so easily.
This old man's will and state of mind had already been tempered, and he had seen through life and death. He wasn't even afraid of dying, so how could he make this old man kneel? Dream on!
Daoist Horizon thought impassionedly.
Even if he died, he would never submit.
That was what he said... but moments later, his knees gradually bent against his will. In the end, just like Manor Lord Seven Lives Talisman and Chang Yuanzi, he crouched down in humiliation.
Daoist Horizon felt utterly humiliated.
Not only that, after his knees had been