After a long time.
Cang Changchun's immortal tribulation had ended.
In the sky, the surging tribulation clouds gradually dissipated. Cang Changchun's figure flashed and appeared on the ground. At this moment, he looked extremely miserable. His luxurious black robe was in tatters, and his hair stood on end as if he had been struck by lightning. Some parts of his body had been struck by the immortal tribulation, and his bones were visible. His body was charred black as if he was roasted, and the smell of meat permeated the air.
Even so, his entire body was flowing with celestial light, as if he was suffused with divine brilliance. His entire person was extraordinary, as if he had been reborn from the fire, like a peerless celestial.
"Hahaha ..." Azure eternal spring laughed. His eyes shone with a divine light and he was full of spirit. He had the spirit to point out the world and the spirit of words.
He exuded an invincible might.
