The Wu Family had imprisoned the Chief Steward for three whole months.
This had already become the talk of the town.
Now, the Wu Residence was like a gunpowder keg, just waiting for a spark to ignite it.
And today was the day of ignition.
Just as everyone was anticipating a change in the situation,
The sky suddenly became cloudy, and the heavy dark clouds rapidly condensed and converged. In the blink of an eye, an acre-wide dark cloud pressed down toward the Wu Residence.
Accompanying it was an oppressive aura that made one's heart palpitate, similar to the suffocating sensation that ordinary people would feel when encountering a top predator in the wild. This tense atmosphere permeated the hearts of all present.
"What is this?!"
Someone uttered an incredulous cry.
"Golden Core Thunder Tribulation?!"
"Who is undergoing the tribulation? Which fellow Daoist is breaking through to Golden Core here?"
An old cultivator who came to watch the excitement shouted in a frenzy.
