At this moment, in the sky, a thunderous explosion resonated.
The seventh tribulation thunder descended.
It was a bolt of tri-colored lightning.
Purple at the base, entwined with black and red, the three colors intertwined and collided, like three giant dragons twisting together, carrying the power to annihilate all as they struck down from the celestial heights.
Where the lightning passed, even the void trembled violently.
The invisible space seemed to be torn open with fine cracks, quickly mending again.
With each tear and repair, an unsettling wave burst forth.
The mountains within a hundred miles trembled fiercely at that moment.
Countless rocks tumbled, countless ancient trees broke, as if the apocalypse had arrived.
"This... this is too terrifying!"
Wei Shanhai's legs went weak, nearly causing him to collapse to the ground.
He had lived for so many years, yet it was the first time he had witnessed such a horrifying scene.
