Rumble—!!!~~
Heavenly thunder rolled, and the lightning tribulation churned!
Purple Thunder Dragons, each over a hundred zhang long, came raining down from the tribulation clouds. Their heads were savage, their whiskers flashed like lightning, and they carried destructive power capable of burning mountains and boiling seas as they viciously struck at Chen An!
The yellow sand of the Black Wind Gobi was instantly vaporized by the aftershocks of the lightning. The earth split open with spiderweb-like chasms, while the low-tier beasts lucky enough to survive had long since flattened themselves against the ground, trembling so badly they did not even dare raise their heads.
"Kill!!!~~"
Chen An stood in the heart of the Gobi, his black hair whipping wildly in the wind. There was not the slightest trace of fear in his eyes; instead, blazing battle intent burned within them. He suddenly clenched the black iron saber in his hand, unleashing without reservation the core energy of a peak early-stage Martial King Realm cultivator. An inky-black blade radiance shot into the sky and collided explosively with the purple lightning filling the heavens!
"Clang—!!!"
A thunderous crash like clashing metal shook heaven and earth. The eighteenth lightning tribulation was forcibly cleaved apart by the blade radiance, and the scattered lightning poured down like a waterfall, blasting several scorched craters hundreds of zhang wide into the yellow sand within several li of Chen An.
Chen An dropped from the sky, breathing heavily. His face was somewhat flushed, and even his hands had begun to tremble slightly.
Even with his cultivation at the peak of the early Martial King Realm, facing seventeen lightning tribulations head-on in succession had drained him enormously.
At this moment, he had consumed nearly half of his core energy, leaving him with less than sixty percent of his strength.