"What a Ye Xuan, after so many years, you still act so wildly."
Among the crowd from various sects, an ordinary-looking man in black silently watched Ye Xuan, uttering words of admiration.
"Why is it like this?"
"Impossible, how could he withstand three strokes of tribulation lightning?" Dean Zhitian was utterly bewildered, almost unable to believe his own eyes.
"This boy is indeed peculiar, but this is as far as it goes. He is merely a mortal body; three tribulations have passed, the Creation God Tribulation is about to dissipate. It's time for us to make a move and suppress him." Granny Xinglan whispered coldly.
Indeed, as Granny Xinglan had said, the calamity clouds in the heavenly vault showed signs of dispersing, clearly indicating the Creation God Tribulation was about to pass, marking Ye Xuan's formal crossing of the Creation God Tribulation.
Yet, in the next moment, something extremely shocking happened to all the people from the various sects!
Rumble!
