Song Shuhang's mouth instantly went dry.
How was he supposed to eat a Sound Tribulation?
What he wanted to eat was a braised Tribulation Lightning for advancing from Second to Third Grade, not a Sound Tribulation—his heart sank at once. But with Pavilion Master Chu's reminder, he still had to maintain the image of the First Millennium Sage and force himself to keep smiling.
In the sky, sonic booms exploded in waves.
Aside from the Five-Element Heavenly Tribulation, there were many kinds of Heavenly Tribulation. The Sound Tribulation was one of the more unusual ones.
The Sound Tribulation was formless and impossible to guard against—but when it came to pure offensive power, its destructive force was far below that of Tribulation Lightning of the same grade.
When the sonic booms stopped, blood flowers burst from Ding Gan's body. Blood continuously seeped from his ears and eyes.
The Tribulation-Transcending Formation arranged by a cultivator advancing from Second to Third Grade was mainly designed to defend against Tribulation Lightning. No one had prepared for a Sound Tribulation. This strike was rather underhanded for Ding Gan.
It was like agreeing to take a math exam that day, only to suddenly be tested on Russian, a language one had never studied before.
It hurt like hell.
Ding Gan felt exactly that way. It was as if he had married a dog demon wife.
The Second-to-Third-Grade Sound Tribulation had a relatively simple attack method. It mainly focused on intimidation and attacks similar to Lion's Roar, occasionally mixed with lethal Phantom Voice attacks.
—Fortunately, this was only a Second-to-Third-Grade Heavenly Tribulation. If it had been a Sound Tribulation for breaking through to Fifth Grade or Sixth Grade, given the Heavenly Tribulation's current temperament, it might have brought out a concert by Dharma King Creation—a pure vocal