"Regardless of whether they were right or wrong, should we stop that brat undergoing his tribulation?" Another Supreme who had yet to emerge sent out his thoughts.
"What's the hurry? Even the Underworld, which covets his constitution most, has yet to act. We can watch a little longer."
Boom!
The great calamity erupted. Destructive mystic light swept across the universe, vast and boundless. This shattered region of the universe became a source of destruction. All things were annihilated; nothing remained.
The sea of thunder was far greater than imagined. Any living being that stepped into it would be torn apart by lightning. Jiang Zhu's expression was grave as he resisted with all his strength.
The tribulation lightning now possessed enough power to grind a Quasi-Emperor to ashes. Even someone as powerful as him had to face it cautiously.
The universe wailed. Thunder surged like an ocean, shrouding the six directions and eight desolations. No stars shone; only endless blazing lightning intertwined and erupted.
Traces formed from the universe's fundamental laws cleaved through everything. They carried the aura of heaven and earth's creation and the primordial beginning, accompanied by world-destroying divine power running rampant.
Dozens of tribulation punishments appeared simultaneously above the firmament, rolling down. Jiang Zhu threw back his head and howled, fighting with all his strength.
Blazing light pierced past and present, and heaven and earth trembled. Somewhere beyond perception, a supreme existence seemed to descend, its oppressive majesty seeking to suppress and kill Jiang Zhu.
"Break!"
Light blossomed between Jiang Zhu's brows. The Chaos Bell flew from his body and hovered above his head. Countless millions of chaotic Dao patterns appeared across it. Its mouth faced downward, swallowing and releasing the lightning of heaven and earth.
The bell rang like a dragon's cry. Each vibration deflected the lightning.