Leaving aside Saikeer and the others outside the formation, Ye Feng had also sensed something unusual.
Ye Feng felt the purple lightning dragon's savage aura most clearly. That aura alone gave him a sense of mortal danger.
And the purple lightning dragon seemed to harbor some deep, bitter hatred for Ye Feng, its eyes filled with killing intent.
This left Ye Feng thoroughly puzzled. He had no grudge against this universe, so why was the tribulation lightning every time he advanced so terrifying?
When he broke through to the Golden Core Realm, the tribulation lightning had beaten him half to death.
When he broke through to the Nascent Soul Realm, even the sixth bolt of tribulation lightning had been almost too much for him. Without the Deva Path's help, there was no telling how things would have ended.
And now, the tribulation lightning had risen by more than a single level. It was practically trying to take his life.
Before Ye Feng could finish grumbling, the purple lightning dragon suddenly roared, spewing the first bolt of lightning, thirty feet thick, from its mouth.
It opened with a bolt of purple lightning. Judging by feel alone, this bolt had at least the power of the middle stage Deity Transformation Realm, or even the late stage.
Ye Feng dared not underestimate it. After all, even a middle stage Deity Transformation Realm body could not withstand a strike at that stage, unless it belonged to a Deity Transformation Realm cultivator who specialized in defense.
Although Ye Feng was very confident in his physical defenses, he still dared not take such an attack head-on.
As the lightning reached the space above Ye Feng's head, the formation around him abruptly activated, enveloping him in an earthen-yellow glow.
At the sight of that glow, the First