The thunderous roar of the Tribulation filled the sky, with Yang Zhen standing proudly alone amidst the clouds. Wild surges of True Essence stormed towards him like wild dragons, and for a moment, the thunder roared angrily, and the True Essence was like a tide.
Not a single inch of Yang Zhen's skin was left intact. Using his cultivation at the Void Cultivation Stage, he toughed out almost half of the Heavenly Tribulation's wrath, a testament to its terrifying potency.
Elder Wang and the others fled in all directions, no matter where they went, the terrifying roar of the thunder in the sky rained down on them mercilessly. Yang Zhen was already battered and bloody, and one could only imagine the fate of these four.
The last bit of resilience in the old woman's hair disappeared, and her shiny, bald head looked incredibly hilarious.
With teeth clenched in rage, Elder Wang unleashed torrents of True Essence from his body to compete against the thunder that rained from the sky.
