Were the twelve levels after the ninth even stronger than the ninth?
Yang Chen gradually grew tense, practically breaking out in a cold sweat for himself. Though he believed he still had a few trump cards, these twelve levels of lightning tribulation were clearly no laughing matter.
The nine levels of lightning tribulation just now had already forced him to use the Three Sacred Gods.
And next came the tenth level of lightning tribulation.
"Let's try the Four Sacred Manifestations." Yang Chen lightly flicked his sleeve.
A vast amount of Dao Intent converged into tangible power. Amid rumbling footsteps and the trembling earth, enormous giants were born into this world one after another.
There was one more giant than before. Its face was savage, like a vicious ghost or a feral beast from the Yellow Springs.
It held a sharp sword, a Nine Nether monster Yang Chen had imagined based on the Nine Nether Dao Intent.
The monster wielded its sword, containing an exceptionally powerful Nine Nether Dao Intent.
Its destructive power was overwhelming. Though the Nine Nether Dao Intent had not yet reached the growth stage and was merely in its embryonic stage, it had already caused the other Dao Intents to pale in comparison. Only the Primal Dao Intent, which had reached the growth stage, could contend against it.
Four colossal giants stood between heaven and earth, while Yang Chen waited for the tenth level of lightning tribulation to descend.
At last, the tenth level of lightning tribulation crashed down with devastating force.
Yang Chen controlled the Four Sacred Manifestations, sending the Dao Intents into a frenzy as they surged upward to resist the rolling lightning tribulation. With four Dao Intents resisting together, they were already beginning to show signs of being unable to hold on.
"What?" Yang