As expected.
Fedele Licata's joy lasted only a few fleeting seconds.
A sinister presence emerged within the dark clouds above.
The lightning, which had been blackish-purple earlier, now gleamed an ominous pitch-black.
A destructive aura surged from the heavens.
This was one of the two most terrifying bolts of the tenth level tribulation: the Destruction Heavenly Lightning.
Previously, cultivators enduring the tribulation lightning could rely on their magic treasures for defense.
But against this lightning, all treasures were rendered useless.
Its destructive power obliterated everything instantly.
To survive, the cultivator had no choice but to rely on their own strength.
"I..."
Fedele stared at the pitch-black lightning overhead and cursed under his breath.
He could feel the overwhelming destructive force radiating from it.
