The Nine-Colored Heavenly Tribulation was far too terrifying.
This was a Heavenly Tribulation for attaining Sainthood, yet it could easily annihilate even Saint Kings!
The people of this era had never seen such a Heavenly Tribulation. Its power shocked them beyond measure.
Boom!
A figure shot out of the deep crater.
It was Chu Kuangren.
He stood in midair, preparing to face his seventh tribulation lightning bolt.
He glanced at Quasi-Emperor Changguang and the others and smiled faintly. "Well now, only a few of you left? You lot aren't much use."
"Chu Kuangren!"
Saint King Changguang and the others gritted their teeth, glaring at him with hatred.
But none of that was any use.
If looks could kill, Chu Kuangren would have died countless times already.
Thunderous rumbling echoed.
Chu Kuangren's seventh tribulation lightning bolt had already formed, its power enough to shake more than half of Firmament Star.
Two claws emerged first from the enormous multicolored vortex, followed by a head, a neck, and a body...
It was a Thunder Dragon!
A multicolored Thunder Dragon!
The Daoist Rhyme spilling from its body alone was enough to make the remaining Saint Kings' scalps prickle and their entire bodies tremble.
"Roar!"
The Thunder Dragon let out a furious roar.
That single roar shattered a thousand mountains. Endless lightning energy poured out, nearly tearing apart more than half the sky.
"Good heavens, this is only the seventh bolt. There's still the eighth and ninth. Looks like I've made this a little too big."
Chu Kuangren rubbed his chin and murmured.
However monstrous he was, he would not ordinarily have brought on a Heavenly Tribulation of this magnitude. But he had dragged over a hundred thousand people into undergoing the tribulation with him, and that act had swelled his Heavenly Tribulation to an