A colossal Thunderbolt fell from the sky, most of it turning a shade of purple that was unsettlingly demonic.
This was the thirty-fifth Thunderbolt. Its terrifying power made Ning Jiang feel a primal sense of danger.
But he spread his wings and soared high, resolutely charging toward the Thunderbolt nonetheless.
There was no dodging a Celestial Tribulation. The only way through was to confront it.
Ning Jiang had to confront the Celestial Tribulation with an indomitable and fearless momentum, meeting the danger head-on even though he knew the risks.
Otherwise, if his momentum faltered and fear took root in his heart, death would be the only outcome.
BOOM!
The collision was more violent than any before. Ning Jiang soared into the sky and slammed into the Thunderbolt. In that instant, a blindingly brilliant light erupted in all directions.
A terrifying, crackling storm, laced with arcing lightning, unfurled like a purple tsunami.
SWOOSH.
