Tian Yun's thoughts gradually returned to the battlefield.
He glanced at the Lightning Tribulation Divine Deity, then shifted his gaze towards the distant heavens.
The situation was becoming increasingly unfavorable.
No matter how extraordinary his former existence was, he could not afford to waste time contemplating matters that he could not yet resolve.
At present, the most important thing was to survive and to ensure that the Lower Realm did not fall before they found a way to resist the Cleansing.
Unfortunately, the situation was far worse than he had imagined.
The moment the Lightning Tribulation Divine Deity descended, the entire battlefield had been thrown into chaos.
The difference between the two sides was simply too enormous.
Even with the advantage of fighting on their home ground, the cultivators of the Lower Realm were being pushed towards the brink of destruction.
Heaven and earth had long since been stained with blood.
