The power of the Heavenly Tribulation is gradually weakening.
The Thunder Dragons, one by one, dissipate.
The tribulation clouds, layer by layer, thin out.
The Master of Ten Thousand Stars lets out a long howl, stepping into the tribulation clouds!
His peerless body, comparable to a Star River, is now stained with blood, but his aura is stronger than before!
He extends both hands, directly reaching for the still surging tribulation clouds!
Those tribulation clouds, manifestations of the Heavenly Dao's will, invisible and intangible, cannot be touched by ordinary cultivators!
But the Master of Ten Thousand Stars' hands truly grasp them!
His hands are like two Ancient Divine Mountains, firmly locking the ends of the tribulation clouds!
Then—
With a sudden force!
"Rip——!!!"
The tribulation clouds, seeming to cover the entire Chaos Sea, thousands of feet thick, are torn in two by him!
