At that moment, Lin Fan became utterly vigilant. He formed seals with both hands and unleashed an Ancient Heavenly Art to face the White Bone Banner overhead.
This was no mere bolt or two of lightning. It had gathered an entire layer of Heavenly God lightning to crush a single point.
Its power would surely destroy heaven and earth, boundlessly strong and beyond imagination. Facing it was tantamount to fighting an entire layer of heaven.
This was unprecedented. In past tribulations, lightning had always arrived bolt after bolt. Who had ever seen such a shocking sight?
Without question, this would be a trial of life and death. What surprised Lin Fan, however, was that this was only the eighth heaven!
Boom!
Lightning flashed and thunder roared. The dense lightning turned into liquid and poured from the tip of the bone banner, annihilating all tangible matter.
Lin Fan gritted his teeth. The danger was immense. In a single instant, his flesh was ravaged, his bones broken, and his whole body charred.
"Ah..."
He could not help crying out. Even though he had cultivated three strands of immortal qi, a feat rarely seen throughout the ages, he still could not withstand this Heavenly Tribulation.
Without exaggeration, it left him no path to survival. It meant to grind him to death beneath the firmament.
Splurt!
The next moment, even Lin Fan's brow split open. Blood splashed, and his Primordial Spirit was exposed to the lightning punishment, suffering the same torment and threatening to explode.
This was the terror of the God King Tribulation. Why had people called it impossible to survive? The answer was now plain: it made death seem preferable to life.
The power of the heavens poured down, annihilating all living beings!
But even a thousand hammerings and ten thousand refinements