One strike, two strikes, three strikes, four strikes...
One wave, two waves, three waves, four waves...
The beings present, more or less, had reached such a level in their cultivation that they had all once witnessed a Heavenly Tribulation...
But they swore, even having seen tribulations before, they had never witnessed such a terrifying one as this. After all, the tribulation faced by a cultivator usually consisted of no more than one or two strikes, even the Tianyuan which was once complemented by an Ancient Sage had a set number, being one strike for the first tribulation, two for the second, and three for the third, and so on, until the Ninety-Nine Heavenly Thunder is faced, unable to pass will mean vanishing into nothingness, but passing is just passing. However, what Fang Xing was facing now wasn't a simple tribulation at all; it was a sea of thunder. The Realm Lord, fearing he would not die, seemed to have brought down every tribulation upon him...
