Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Sinister Than Me?
Chapter 1988

Supporting His Waist as He Got Out of Bed

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The lingering might of the lightning strike remained fierce as it hit Song Wen, who had originally been within the blue-black barrier.

Song Wen did not even have time to let out a scream before the tribulation lightning tore him to pieces.

Yet the tribulation lightning did not stop there. Like bamboo splitting before a blade, it continued crashing toward the churning Blood Sea below.

"Rumble—"

The thunderous roar lingered without end.

Countless droplets of blood rose into the air alongside a sky-filling blood mist.

The scarlet sea surface rapidly sank, revealing a gigantic abyss in the ground.

Song Wen stood at the bottom of the abyss, staring at the tribulation lightning no thicker than an infant's arm.

Dense withered yellow aura swirled around him as he actually rose into the air of his own accord, charging to meet it.

Song Wen clenched his right hand into a fist and hurled a punch at the tribulation lightning.

"Break for me!"

With a hoarse roar, billowing corpse qi swept forth, only to be easily torn apart by the tribulation lightning.

"Boom!"

The tribulation lightning struck the withered yellow aura.

The latter shattered instantly, and Song Wen was sent flying backward.

The tribulation lightning, meanwhile, finally exhausted the last of its power and turned into stray arcs of electricity that shot out in all directions.

"Bang!"

Song Wen's feet hit the ground, and the rocks at the bottom of the abyss immediately exploded, sending shattered stones and dust soaring through the air.

Song Wen burst out of the dust and rose into midair.

He had blocked all eighteen bolts of the Double Nine Heavenly Tribulation.

Other than the severe depletion of his spiritual power and his abnormally gaunt body from consecutively using the Blood Spirit Sacrifice twice, he was virtually unscathed.

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