It seemed as if the process of the tribulation lightning striking was very slow, slow enough that the night shroud a thousand feet long came first, followed by the tribulation lightning taking a turn, but in reality, it was just a matter of a split second.
Yet precisely because of its swiftness, Chou Tian, who emerged from a sea of killing and reportedly experienced unknown slaughter somewhere in the burial grounds, felt somewhat at a loss.
He had seen countless seekers of the source tribulation.
Seen countless people who attempted to cross the tribulation.
Seen countless unlucky ones struck by tribulation lightning, turning into the Way.
Seen countless fortunate ones who turned tribulation into a heavenly gift.
He had seen all sorts under tribulation lightning, in various forms and postures…
But damn it, he had never seen anyone who could make tribulation lightning behave.
A thousand feet was a coincidental distance.
