This purple thunder, only as thick as an arm, compresses the full might of the previous six thunders!
The Second Grandfather roared to the sky, the broken Dao Flower blooming with its final light—
"Boom——"
In deafening explosions, the entire mountain peak was leveled.
A terrifying shockwave swept across hundreds of miles, towering ancient trees were uprooted, and the hard mountain rock was ground into powder like tofu.
Just when Zhou Qing thought it was all over, the tribulation clouds in the sky crazily gathered once more!
This time, the clouds were pitch black like ink, several times thicker than before.
Within the clouds, no longer colorful thunder lights but pure, spine-chilling black thunder!
This thunder was identical to the inscription-level divine technique "Nine Tribulations Thunder Talisman Scripture" that the Second Grandfather cultivated.
"How can there still be…" Zhou Qing's hand behind his back trembled uncontrollably, his worry deepening.
"Boom boom boom——"
