"Boom——!"
The sky suddenly exploded, several dark purple celestial thunderstorms as thick as water barrels poured down like enraged dragons, directly striking at the center of the Ice Valley on Huo Yuan Sheng.
His robe instantly turned to ashes, his body wrapped in faint purple lightning patterns, every inch of skin enduring the gnawing of electricity, teeth clenched until they bled, yet his back remained straight, steadfastly withstanding round after round of devastating bombardment.
Zhuge Yu and Taishi Feng watched Huo Yuan Sheng nervously, while Qin Tian was quietly sensing the thunder tribulation gathering in the sky.
"As expected, there's some difference."
Qin Tian's eyes fluctuated. Compared with Taishi Feng's celestial thunder tribulation, Huo Yuan Sheng's tribulation intensity was slightly lower. Ordinary Spiritualists would certainly not feel it, but any subtle difference in the thunder couldn't escape his perception.
