After a day and a night.
"Minor sky of freedom."
The bright and beautiful white clouds had mostly dissipated, revealing the warm and soft terrain below.
At this moment, a layer of light was faintly visible, protecting the many living beings who were in deep sleep like Yao qingying.
The original sea of clouds was now only left with a small piece, and it was still dying at a weak speed.
The entire minor freedom sky was filled with the remaining Tribulation Force.
In the sky, the Tribulation lightning had already stopped, and the ink-black tribulation clouds were slowly dissipating.
On the cloud, PEI Ling had already turned into a bloodied man. His body was covered in wounds and his skin was charred black. Only his heart still had a weak trace of life.
The nascent soul tribulation he had experienced this time was far stronger than li lieyue and Qiao ciguang's!
