Novel:
Wei Suo's guess had not been wrong in the slightest.
The ancient purple-bronze hall where the Desolate Clan Great Powers were located possessed the strongest defensive power among all these ancient purple-bronze halls.
But after enduring four rounds, the layers of indigo divine patterns enveloping the ancient purple-bronze hall began to collapse, and all the Desolate Clan Great Powers started to panic.
"Ah!"
A Desolate Clan Great Power with only two arms but a pair of black fleshy wings suffered a mental breakdown. Purple-black divine light burst from his entire body, forming a purple-black sphere of light that shot out from the crumbling ancient purple-bronze hall, trying to forcibly escape the range of the heavenly tribulation.
But after fleeing less than five hundred zhang, the purple-black sphere was completely shredded by streaks of deep-blue Nine Heavens Yin Wind. The Desolate Clan Great Power within was instantly frozen into an ice sculpture, then blasted into flying ash by the power of the Nine Heavens Yin Wind.
"Idiot!"
The elderly Eight-armed Desolate Clan Great Power furiously slapped at the air with all eight arms, divine light blazing around him. If that Desolate Clan Great Power had not been killed by the Nine Heavens Yin Wind, he looked as if he would have wanted to strike the fellow dead himself. "Inside this kind of heavenly tribulation, divine sense is completely distorted. Even if you feel that you're fleeing straight toward a certain direction, you'll inevitably go astray. The current area of ten thousand li is equivalent to several tens of thousands of li under normal circumstances. If you could still escape like that, could this still be called a heavenly tribulation?"
"Then what are we supposed to do now?" Several Desolate Clan Great Powers could not help screaming.
"What else can we