The Sixth Heavenly Venerable stared at the nine-colored lightning contained within the dark clouds, his brow tightly furrowed. He sneered. "Nine-Colored Tribulation Lightning. If an ordinary cultivator faced this tribulation, they would not survive even a single bolt. Even if you manage to pass it, you will most likely be severely wounded—or die."
"Boy, you brought forth this tribulation. That means as long as I kill you completely before the tribulation lightning descends, it will dissipate with your death." The Ninth Heavenly Venerable licked his lips with his long tongue, his eyes gleaming with viciousness as a savage grin spread across his face.
Just as the Ninth Heavenly Venerable charged toward Xiao Yao to kill him, tribulation lightning composed of red, green, and blue crashed down upon them like three-colored divine light.
The Ninth Heavenly Venerable abruptly halted and had no choice but to turn back to face the sudden Three-Colored Tribulation Lightning.
His palms danced rapidly as immense battle qi surged forth, forming a black curtain of light before him in an attempt to block the tribulation lightning.
However, the Three-Colored Tribulation Lightning carried the wrath of heaven. It instantly shattered his defense, and the tremendous impact sent him flying several yards away, his clothes torn to pieces as he cut a miserable figure.
Mu Gu watched the Three-Colored Tribulation Lightning descend toward him from the sky, his face filled with terror. He pleaded with the Heavenly Venerables ahead of him, "My lords, quickly, save me! I cannot die yet! Soul Hall still needs me to refine pills!"
"Save you? I can barely protect myself. How could I possibly spare the effort to keep you safe?" the Seventh Heavenly Venerable sneered.
"Stop dreaming. The power of this tribulation lightning varies according to the strength of the person facing it.