The dark clouds thickened, resembling a black curtain blanketing the sky.
As if within reach!
Flashing thunder illuminated the scene, and the thunder serpents writhed!
"It's coming!"
A whisper echoed, signaling the onset of the thunder tribulation!
Click!
A thunderbolt as thick as an arm descended from the dark clouds, aiming for Old Bai!
Radiating with a silvery light, it exuded a destructive aura!
This single thunderbolt rivaled the full force of an ordinary ninth-rank Dao-inquirer!
Mr. Bai couldn't afford to be careless.
He took a deep breath, channeling all his spiritual power.
A black spear appeared in his hand, its handle covered in black scales.
"The Black Dragon Spear!"
"Such power, truly befitting of the title, Spear God Bai!"
Someone exclaimed.
The Black Dragon Spear was Mr. Bai's renowned weapon, obtained from ancient ruins in his youth.
Legend had it that the remnant soul of a black dragon was sealed within it!
Decades ago, Mr. Bai wielded the Black Dragon Spear to great acclaim, earning him the moniker, Spear God Bai!
However, after joining forces with the Heavenly Star Emperor Ji Wuhui, the Black Dragon Spear lay dormant.
Now, its reappearance reminded everyone of the formidable figure who once decimated foes with a single shot!
"Shatter!"
Mr. Bai roared, his eyes ablaze.
Veins bulged on his arm as he thrust the spear towards the descending thunder!
In an instant, it seemed as though a dragon's roar echoed.
A dragon-shaped phantom emerged from the Black Dragon Spear, colliding with the thunder!
Boom!
With a resounding explosion, Mr. Bai was sent flying dozens of feet backward!
The dragon-shaped phantom shattered, dissipating the thunder.
"Seven more to go," Mr. Bai muttered to himself, taking a deep breath.
Generally, with each advancement in rank, a thunder tribulation would add an additional bolt.
However, for extraordinary powerhouses undergoing tribulation, thunder was synonymous with destruction.
They might endure dozens of thunderbolts during their tribulation.
Legend had it that in ancient times, thunder even took on humanoid forms to challenge cultivators!
Before Mr. Bai could recover, the dark clouds surged violently.
A thunder fiercer than before slashed down.
Under its pressure, weaker cultivators felt their chests tighten, nearly coughing up blood!
"Hahaha, excellent!"
Mr. Bai laughed uproariously, his robes billowing.
Wielding the Black Dragon Spear, he conjured numerous dragon-shaped phantoms!
Facing the Thunder Tribulation, Mr. Bai harbored no fear, only an unyielding spirit!
Decades of dormancy, all leading to this moment!
"Thunder poses no threat to Old Bai."
"After decades of preparation, Bai Lao's breakthrough to the ninth-rank is inevitable..."
Witnessing this, many harbored such thoughts.
One man, one spear, defying the thunder!
The thunderous roars continued, accompanied by dazzling lights!
"After eight strikes, only one remains..."
Having endured eight thunders, Mr. Bai's breath grew ragged.
His body bore numerous injuries.
Countless dark clouds began to coalesce, forming a vortex nearly a hundred meters wide!
Observing this, Mr. Bai's eyes narrowed.
Within the vortex, he sensed a looming danger!
Click!
In the next moment, a thunder several feet thick condensed from the vortex and struck towards Mr. Bai.
Spiritual power surged, and faint black fissures appeared in the space where the Thunder passed!