What was this?
No matter how he looked at it, this thing did not resemble a heavenly tribulation.
Not only that, Li Su's expression changed slightly as he looked up at the heavens.
High above, thunderclouds churned.
The sixth great tribulation, which should have descended, had stopped. It gathered once more, as though it had returned to the very beginning, once again amassing its strength.
An unmatched pressure came crashing down. Even Li Su's body sank beneath it as he felt an unbelievable pressure—a pressure that threatened life itself.
Whirl! Whirl! Whirl!
The black clouds twisted and rolled, endlessly churning.
They spread farther and farther, broadening into something increasingly unimaginable. Within only a few breaths, they had expanded severalfold. Their incomparably heavy aura even seeped out from the Saint-transformed realm and drifted into the lands of the Heavenly Court.
In an instant, the hearts of the countless billions of living beings in the Heavenly Court, who had originally sensed nothing, were shrouded in dust, and unease filled them.
Hundreds of millions of foreign races could not help putting down whatever they held and looking up, their eyes filled with bewilderment.
Children no longer played.
Poultry no longer cried out.
Countless creatures scattered in flight. Unable to locate the source of the disaster, they darted about like headless flies.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The weaker beasts and birds could no longer endure under that terrifying pressure after barely a dozen seconds. Foam bubbled from their mouths as they collapsed headfirst onto the ground.
The stronger ones also let out miserable cries, their bodies trembling as they desperately clutched their heads and lay prone on the ground.
What was happening?
For a time, countless experts were shaken. The foreign races in particular—even War Kings and War Emperors—found it hard to