At this moment, thunder rumbled within the tribulation clouds, the Yin Moon Soul Tribulation finally arrived, as if signaling the apocalypse, shaking the heart.
Just like Xia Jie experienced back then, the first wave of attack was the Yin Thunder, countless black arcs of electricity descended from the sky, like a raging dragon emerging from the sea, directly charging at Yuan Ming.
With a thought, Yuan Ming activated the Chaos Shield, spirit light overflowed, transforming into a massive vortex, spinning wildly.
The falling Yin Thunder had not yet touched Yuan Ming before it was swallowed by this chaotic vortex, leaving no trace.
Yuan Ming took a deep breath, operated the Chaos Dao Fruit, refining those devoured Yin Thunders one by one, turning them to his use.
He raised his head, gazing into the midair, quietly waiting for the second wave of soul tribulation to arrive.
