"The Seventh Heavenly Thunder is about to strike! Robert, you must hang in there."
Ye Xuan's face showed traces of solemness. He was deeply concerned about Robert Cain's safety; the tribulation was too terrifying, and the slightest mistake could lead to demise.
If one falls during the tribulation, it will be a fatal blow! The soul perishes, the body is destroyed, never to be reborn for eternity.
Robert Cain was fully focused, not daring to relax or be careless in the slightest. He closed his eyes slightly, carefully sensing the fluctuations in the thunder from the sky.
It was the Seventh Heavenly Thunder, appearing purple-black, like a purple-black Thunder Dragon, with a majestic and overwhelming aura, roaming between heaven and earth.
The Ape King tightly gripped the Black Blade in its hands, channeling all its power into the knife!
"Boom..."
A dull sound rang from the Black Blade.
"Zlaa!"
Golden patterns emerged on the Black Blade.
"Zlaa..."
Very soon.
