Yang Chen understood. He finally saw the truth.
The root of the problem lay here.
Hunyuan Sacred Thunder, hahaha!
The so-called endless lightning tribulation existed only because those strong enough had already developed a thought in their hearts that they simply dared not resist.
From their weak beginnings, step by step as they grew stronger, every cultivator had followed the established order, slowly enduring the lightning tribulation to its end.
So much so that they had completely forgotten to resist. Completely forgotten.
Why should heaven send down lightning tribulations upon them? Why could they not resist?
Yes, the Hunyuan Sacred Thunder was endless, but it was endless because the place where the lightning descended had always existed. If that place was not destroyed, the lightning tribulation would naturally exist without end.
Having grasped the true reason, Yang Chen did not wait for the lightning tribulation to descend again. He flashed away and arrived at the chaotic void from which the lightning descended.
"Break for me!" In an instant, the power of Yang Chen's world crushed forward, sweeping heavily toward the chaotic void.
At once, the chaotic void trembled violently, filling Yang Chen with delight.
Though the chaotic void had not been completely destroyed by Yang Chen, he knew it had been injured.
That meant his idea was feasible.
The chaotic void could be destroyed.
Moreover, the lightning tribulation had vanished.
The chaotic void had now been thoroughly wounded, so the lightning tribulation naturally stopped. Yet it was not difficult to see that the chaotic void was furious, already gathering strength to strike Yang Chen with a fierce blow.
Seeing this, Yang Chen naturally would not leave the chaotic void another chance. He thrust out his spear viciously.
This spear contained all of Yang Chen's power, striking the chaotic void head-on.