The heavens and the earth.
The four seas and eight wildernesses.
Everywhere is a battlefield.
The sounds of slaughter, roars, self-destructing shouts, the clash of weapons, and more, reverberated through the skies, echoing across all the worlds, reaching the ears of countless creatures.
During the battle, countless strands of tribulation power emerged, flowing into the clouds of tribulation at the peak of the Ninth Heaven.
Deep within the tribulation cloud, Sun Wu Ming sat cross-legged, operating his cultivation technique, forming a vortex of tribulation power above his head, absorbing a vast amount of tribulation power to enhance his strength.
An awe-inspiring aura spread from his body, suppressing the void.
Limitless tribulation light flowed, illuminating the ten directions, majestic and heavy.
Judging by momentum alone, it was already not inferior to Di Tian.
Furthermore, his strength was rapidly increasing at a visible speed.
Tribulation Spirit!
