Above the skies of Longguang City, the dark clouds still churned relentlessly, having unleashed thirty-six purple Heavenly Thunders in one go.
Qin Hao still stood above the Nine Heavens like a War God, completely unaffected.
For one person to withstand so many Heavenly Thunders alone, not a single thread of a Heavenly Master's robe was damaged, devoid of the wretchedness that ordinary cultivators showed when crossing the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation.
Below, on Qingyun Mountain, the crowd couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
A Heavenly Master is indeed a Heavenly Master!
With such cultivation, such methods, what does it matter if it's the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation?
They couldn't harm the Heavenly Master in the slightest.
Within the Thunder Cloud, streaks of Golden Thunder emerged, sensing that the previous two types of Heavenly Thunders hadn't managed to hurt the cultivator at all.
The Thunder Tribulation was furious.
