The human-form heavenly tribulation seemed to be roaring angrily, venting the grievances it had suffered just now on Qin Chen.
Soon, Qin Chen's body began to sway as if he would fall at any moment.
The terrifying human-form heavenly tribulation did not hesitate and continued to attack, wanting to get rid of Qin Chen in one fell swoop.
At the most critical moment, everyone held their breath, hoping for a miracle to happen.
If the human race's Elder King were to die just like that, it would probably cause a great shock to the world.
After all, he had long been recognized as an outstanding talent by many monstrous geniuses.
Was this generation's hero destined to wither in this desperate situation?
Qin Chen's body finally lost all vitality, and even his last breath dissipated from the world.
Almost everyone thought that Qin Chen had already died.
The ten thousand ancient races were silent.
