"Ye Lin can actually wield the power of heavenly tribulation? How is that possible?"
Even Wang Tianyi, stubbornly hardheaded until now, wore an expression of extreme wariness. Heavenly tribulation—this was the power of heavenly tribulation. Since ancient times, aside from the Heavenly Dao, he had never heard of anyone capable of wielding it.
This was simply too horrifying.
Before this power, they felt as small as specks of dust.
"Judgment, descend."
Ye Lin stood high above like an envoy commanding countless bolts of lightning. His eyes were utterly cold, his figure towering in the heavens, while the Blooddrinking Sword of the Fallen Emperor in his hand continuously spat and swallowed thunderous power.
As the Blooddrinking Sword of the Fallen Emperor descended, countless bolts of lightning struck toward the three of them.
Wherever the lightning passed, space itself was mercilessly ground to pieces.
Heavenly tribulation judged all living beings. Beneath heavenly tribulation, all beings were equal.
"This is bad. We'll really die."
Liu Feng's expression changed drastically. They really were going to die.
Every bolt of lightning transformed into a strand of Sword Qi. Tens of thousands of lightning Sword Qi—the pressure radiating from them alone made their hearts tremble with fear.
Boom, boom, boom.
Hundreds upon thousands of explosions rang out. The three men's attacks were mercilessly crushed apart, while Bing Ruoxin, who had already been sent flying while coughing blood by Ye Lin's single move, had long since lost her ability to fight.
Faced with this world-destroying lightning, she had not the slightest power to resist. Her entire body turned directly to ash.
Whether she had truly fought Lu Cang was another matter, and whether Lu Cang had used his full strength was another matter as well.
All along, she had merely been living in her own world.
"Defend