Several Nascent Soul cultivators were suspended in the air, each standing in a different position, their expressions solemn as they guarded the surroundings, simultaneously driving the nearby cultivators away for several miles.
The imposing Thunder Tribulation clouds had been gathering strength for a full quarter of an hour, so thick that they seemed as if they might fall from the sky at any moment.
Watching from a distance, the cultivators were terrified, some of them even trembling so much they could not stand upright, looking extremely haggard.
Boom—
Accompanied by a thunderous noise that shattered the skies, a Tribulation Thunder as thick as an arm struck down from the tumbling clouds at breakneck speed.
Li Zhirui suddenly opened his eyes, slightly tilted his head to look at the descending Tribulation Thunder, appearing very calm, with not the slightest hesitation. His hands moved swiftly, and thousands of vines shot up into the sky.
