Crack!
The tribulation clouds moved so fast that it was truly beyond imagination.
Old Ancestor White Brow was indeed powerful, but even if he gave it his all, he likely would not be able to withstand it—let alone after lowering all his defenses.
The descent of such tribulation lightning was simply a moment that decided life and death.
After witnessing this scene, no one present could hold onto any hope.
This was the Land of Shining Stars.
The strongest people in the Land of Shining Stars had only reached the Heaven Ascension Realm.
Existences like Old Ancestor White Brow and Jun Zhan were far, far too rare.
Moreover, anyone who appeared in the Land of Shining Stars yet did not belong to it had their own reasons for being here.
Not to mention that they might not be able to withstand such heavenly lightning.
Even if they truly had that ability, they would never step forward to help them.
Even though they had already prepared themselves mentally.
The look in Old Ancestor Qing Yu's eyes had already turned vacant.
Dead...
He had actually died just like that.
A long time passed. A very long time.
Time seemed to freeze. Everyone lowered their heads as tears streamed down their faces.
Yet the thunderous roar that should have followed never came.
Old Ancestor White Brow's voice rang out instead. "What happened? Th-this... the Seventh-grade Purple Cloud Lightning Tribulation, which even top alchemy masters must fear when refining pills, was only this?"
At those words, everyone immediately raised their heads to look toward the sky.
Old Ancestor White Brow was not dead?
What was going on?
That was the Seventh-grade Purple Cloud Lightning Tribulation! Old Ancestor White Brow had not put up any defense, yet he had endured that tribulation lightning head-on and