Rumble...
Sikong Jing's sword not only shattered the Mystic Gold Thunder, but also thrust straight into the thundercloud above, blasting it apart completely.
At the sight, Shan Qiansu and the others widened their eyes...
Emperor Yu'e spoke excitedly, "Could it be that he handled it with a single sword strike too?"
Of course, that was impossible. The moment Emperor Yu'e's words fell, the scattered thunderclouds gathered again. This time, however, they did not strike down. Instead, boundless flames appeared around them.
The flames seemed to let out shrill howls as they continuously merged into the thunderclouds.
"It is tribulation power similar to the Fire Evil Spirit. What level of Burial Emperor Tribulation does this amount to?" a Sword Clan Emperor asked quickly.
The Feather Transformation Emperor replied, "It is already close to the tribulation of seven tribulations, but it will likely continue to intensify."
Sure enough... whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Tribulation power similar to the Wind Absolute Spirit suddenly appeared as well, likewise merging into the thunderclouds. By Shan Qiansu's understanding of the Burial Emperor Tribulation, it had already reached the level of seven tribulations.
But it was not over yet...
One bizarre demonic beast after another seemed to poke its head out from within the thunderclouds. It was precisely the power of the Yin Beast Evil Shadow.
"Roar, roar, roar, roar, roar..."
The Yin Beast Evil Shadows seemed to roar endlessly at Sikong Jing, as if declaring that they would tear him to shreds.
The next moment... rumble!
A Yin Beast Evil Shadow pounced down from the thunderclouds.
Carrying lightning, flames, and whirlwinds, it lunged directly at Sikong Jing below. He raised his sword and struck again, his sword light piercing through the Yin Beast Evil Shadow. Yet great amounts of shattered power still tangled toward Sikong Jing's body.