Tens of thousands of golden Thunderbolt Spears trailed long tails of electricity, lighting the entire sky above the Imperial City as bright as day.
The so-called "Heaven and Earth Suppress the World" domain did not last even a single breath.
Ancestor Ye Cang stood at the center of the domain, his face turning from pale to deathly white.
He wanted to dodge, but golden spear shadows filled every direction, without even a gap.
All he could see was golden light, and more golden light.
Then...
Boom boom boom boom boom!!!!
The explosions merged into an unbroken barrage.
Golden light swallowed him whole.
Of the ten thousand Thunderbolt Spears, fewer than a thousand had pierced the domain.
The remaining nine thousand were still waiting in line.
Ancestor Ye Cang felt as though he was about to be torn apart.
At that moment, he looked less like a Mahayana cultivator and more like a helpless mortal.
The power of the Lightning Tribulation burrowed frantically into his body, shocking every inch of his meridians into spasms.
He desperately marshaled his Immortal Essence to resist, but those golden bolts of lightning were outrageously overbearing. He could not stop them at all.
But strangely...
Besides the Lightning Tribulation, another force within his body was also resisting frantically.
That force was bizarre, and did not seem to be his own.
It lurked in the deepest reaches of his divine soul, normally impossible to detect.
But now, stimulated by the Lightning Tribulation, it suddenly darted out like a startled snake, attempting to protect its "nest."
That force carried a sense of mingled illusion and reality, as though it could distort cognition and cloud perception.
But Working Thunder did not care about any of that.
Whatever the hell you are, you get zapped too!
It had just