Thunder Light surged like a sea; a single strand as thin as hair was enough to kill a Martial Artist. Though the Dugu Imperial Son and the other two were strong, they did not dare step into it.
They watched from beyond the Thunder Sea, waiting for the final outcome.
Would this Saintly Tribulation Thunder be something Su Han successfully transcended, or would he be reduced to tribulation ash?
Without seeing the result, they could not be at ease.
The rumbling boomed on without pause; the terrifying destructive power roared for a full day and night before it finally began to weaken.
In the end, the Thunder Light dispersed, and this stretch of heaven and earth was completely destroyed. The ground had become scorched earth, thick smoke billowed upward, piercing the sky; the earth split open, great fissures everywhere, forming one abyss after another, as though one could fall straight into Hell.
