Lord Ziyang raised his hand to block the remaining force of the blast. The tribulation clouds above had not dispersed yet, instilling fear in his heart, and he dared not step into the range of the Thunder Tribulation.
This Thunder Tribulation, no matter who had incurred it, would not welcome the addition of even a Divinity Transformation cultivator.
Once one was marked by the Thunder Tribulation, escaping it would not be easy.
A disheveled figure tumbled out from the flying dust, still spitting blood from his mouth.
Seeing clearly who it was, Ziyang's voice was cold as frost, "You? Kongyu! Hah, the Wu Family has truly lost all propriety over the years."
"Ziyang?"
Kongyu cursed his luck internally.
Just as he tried to flee, he realized Ziyang had not moved, and in the next moment, he understood that he had been targeted by the Thunder Tribulation.
The malice from the Heavenly Tribulation above was intense; it was clearly not his tribulation, yet it seemed as if it were.
