Was Lu Cang a little too outrageous? Even heavenly lightning couldn't kill him?
Though there were still seven bolts left, Ye Lin lightly rubbed the golden bracelet around his wrist, just to be safe.
That golden bracelet was the Xuanyuan Sword.
If Lu Cang succeeded in transcending the tribulation, then he would use the Xuanyuan Sword to mobilize the Human Race's providence and cut him down.
Since ancient times, the Xuanyuan Sword had been the supreme treasure of the Human Race's providence, and it still was now. Using the Xuanyuan Sword as a medium to mobilize the Human Race's providence, he could kill even a Golden Immortal, let alone a little dragon that had just broken through.
The idea was good, but Ye Lin still chose to watch and wait. It was best not to use such a method unless necessary.
Privately mobilizing the Human Race's providence carried karmic consequences he could not bear.
After all, he was not the Ancient Human Emperor. The Human Emperor was favored by the Human Dao, the born emperor of the Human Race. An emperor controlled all things; providence was merely a tool of the emperor. The emperor himself was noble, standing above all creation.
After a long while, the lightning tribulation finally finished brewing. A divine bolt as thick as a water barrel fell, piercing straight through Lu Cang's body.
But it was not over. After piercing Lu Cang's body, the lightning tribulation did not lose momentum, cleaving all the way from the heavens to the earth. Terrifying tribulation lightning spread across the entire land.
Lu Cang, pierced by the lightning tribulation high in the sky, kept roaring. Yet the vitality throughout his body rose and fell again and again, like an unkillable cockroach.
Boom, boom, boom.
The next moment, as if even