In the vault of heaven, the thunder rolled, yet within the room, the tranquil atmosphere remained unbroken, insulated from all threats by an awe-inspiring force.
"Something's wrong, Huang Girl, you have to find a way to seal off his Chun Yang, and prevent his vital energies from leaking any further. The heavenly trials are getting stronger, and I can't hold them off!"
An anxious voice echoed, but Huang turned her head low, revealing a faint smile. She didn't seem anxious at all; she knew it would come to this.
The thunder from the heavenly tribulations had already descended, each stroke of lightning, richly hued in purple, was enough to make anyone shudder. Yet, each bolt of this Purple Sky Thunder, capable of reducing mountains to nothing, was totally blocked by a small bell that even managed to absorb some of the lightning.
