"Thank you, Gao Si. Without the information you provided, I wouldn't know the correct way to face the Heavenly Tribulation," Zhang Bin thought gratefully, his gaze defiant as he stared at the dark clouds above, advancing unhurriedly.
A formidable, awe-inspiring aura emanated from his body.
Perhaps it was Zhang Bin's arrogance that angered the Heavenly Tribulation, or perhaps the Tribulation itself had entered a new stage.
The dark clouds in the sky suddenly stopped spinning, and the Thunder ceased its bombardment.
Heaven and Earth fell silent.
However, the stench of death only grew thicker.
"Come on, Heavenly Tribulation! I'm not afraid of you!"
Zhang Bin shouted defiantly.
No sooner had his voice faded than the dark clouds began to spin wildly once more, ten, even a hundred times faster than before. They formed a massive, deep black vortex that looked like a terrifying eye, staring intently at Zhang Bin.
