"Heavenly Tribulation?"
Wu Xia's eyebrows furrowed slightly as he looked up at the golden wheel in the sky, his face filled with confusion.
"Isn't the Heavenly Tribulation supposed to be a violent storm? Why is it such a beautiful scene?"
However, the next second, Wu Xia felt the terror behind this beauty.
A massive oppressive force descended like a shockwave.
Centered on him and Jin Wucheng, a shockwave instantly formed, sweeping up the surrounding trees, grass, and even the soil, rushing outward like a tsunami.
Wu Xia quickly dodged to protect Yang Xue and the others.
His body was undergoing immense pressure at that moment, his power was restricted, and that shockwave made him gasp for air.
"Is this the Heavenly Tribulation?"
A measure of surprise arose in Wu Xia's heart.
