Was This Stone Spirit's True Strength?

Wang Shi looked around.

Everyone around him kept shouting, hoping to call his consciousness back.

Houtu, in particular, was weeping so bitterly that she had almost shed tears of blood.

He drew a deep breath and pointed at the heavens.

"Whatever tricks you have, bring them out! Today, I'll see this through to the end."

His words fell silent.

The Eye of the Heavenly Dao gave Wang Shi a long, searching look, then slowly closed.

Immediately afterward, Purple Thunder Dragons began blasting his body apart, over and over.

Even though Wang Shi revived time and again, those Thunder Dragons never stopped.

No one knew how long the terrifying Lightning Tribulation lasted.

At last, the tribulation clouds overhead slowly dispersed, revealing a clear sky.

Wang Shi's body slowly re-formed.

His body had been destroyed again and again, and each resurrection had severely drained his strength.

He pointed at the heavens, wanting to curse, but unfortunately, he no longer had the strength to speak.

Everyone watched him nervously, all of them praying.

Please just shut up. Don't say another word.

He was having a grand time undergoing his tribulation, while the spectators grew more anxious by the moment, their hearts under tremendous strain.

If this continued, he would be fine, but everyone else would die of anxiety.

As the Lightning Tribulation overhead slowly faded, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

They were genuinely afraid that one more curse from him would bring on another round.

They had to admit, Wang Shi really did have a fiery temper.

Within the void, Dao Ancestor Hongjun gave Wang Shi a long, searching look, then vanished.

The instant he disappeared,

a voice rang out across the entire Primordial World.

"I am Hongjun. In a thousand years, I will begin the Second Sermon. All those with