Prosperity!
With Yang Tian's thunderous roar, his entire aura surged to an even higher level, confronting the longsword that sought to seize the clouds!
In the blink of an eye, they collided.
The clash caused the entire Hualong Mountain Range to collapse, scattering earth and dust everywhere, throwing torrents across a radius of ten miles.
Within those ten miles, all flora and fauna turned into nothingness!
"Ah... Thunderstorm! Is this... the power of Tianwei?"
Witnessing such a shocking scene, Chenn Yuanba couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Yet, amidst all this destruction, only one answer emerged—no deaths, no harm!
If even Lin Zhiruo's master—a being of mid-stage tribulation—couldn't withstand the thunder tribulation, then how could Yang Tian hope to survive?
"He's alive!"
Before Lin Zhi could speak, Lin Shu gritted his teeth to utter one word at a time, his eyes filled with shock.
Upon hearing those words, Lin Zhiruo and Chenn Yuanba immediately looked to the sky.
