"Bang!"
Purple lightning descended from the heavens, finally landing within the Lingxin Sacred Land.
At this moment, in the courtyard where Mo Wangchen stood, the area of a thousand feet radius was already covered with layers upon layers of thick energy barriers.
This was the defense personally set up by the Saint Master of Lingxin. Without it, the terrifying power of the tribulation that Mo Wangchen was undergoing would have long turned the entire Lingxin Sacred Land into ruins.
"Puff!"
Mo Wangchen coughed up blood. The power of the eighth thunder punishment clearly exceeded his expectations.
It was at least several levels stronger than the seventh one before it.
Even with the Divine King Body, he couldn't withstand such a tribulation's assault.
"Crack, crack, crack..."
Cracks appeared all over his body, the heavenly tribulation was too terrifying. Even as strong as the Divine King Body was, it was now breached, causing Mo Wangchen's body to crack like a parched earth.
