Rumbling!
Above the sky, thunder roared as if it were the furious roar of the Heavenly Dao. Just the sound of it was enough to kill any creature below the Supreme Realm.
Around, a radius of ten thousand meters had already become scorched earth, pitch black and deep, without a hint of the previous green, and beyond ten thousand meters, a large area had also been impacted by the aftermath. Vegetation wilted, spiritual medicines shriveled, mountains crumbled, a terrifying scene.
The Heavenly Tribulation was terrifying enough, and Su Han's Saintly Tribulation Thunder was even more frightening than an ordinary tribulation. If it were anyone else, even the Imperial Sons from immortal forces would have already been shattered, body and soul.
Even with numerous means and countless trump cards, Su Han was on the brink of desperation, barely clinging to life.
