Thick clouds stretched five hundred metres in each direction.
However, there was a clear valley at the centre.
Seeing this, Shen Xu shook his head.
"What are the odds that two people began to advance at practically the same time?" He asked.
"It's a strange coincidence." Zhen Yuan said, looking at the sky.
The tribulation brewed for one hour.
After one hour, one lightning bolt fell and the other followed barely thirty breaths later.
"Are the two cultivators twins?" Shen Xu joked.
"Even twins aren't so in tune." Zhen Yuan said and Shen Xu nodded.
"Their first strike is not as powerful as my first bolt." The double couldn't help but complain.
"It's the price of being more talented."
"You think?"
"I know so."
When he heard that, Shen Xu immediately became happy.
"Their second strike won't be for another hour or two. Let's go to our tent."
"Okay." Zhen Yuan nodded, taking the double's hand.
