Jiang Wanning knew clearly in her heart that this Thunder Tribulation was the heavenly chasm she had to cross to break through to Nascent Soul.
In her past years of cultivation, she had seen many fellow cultivators fail miserably under the Thunder Tribulation and be reduced to ashes. Those tragic scenes did not turn into fear that devoured her; instead, they became a blazing fighting spirit, surging hotly in her chest.
With a loud "boom," as if the firmament were torn asunder, the first bolt of Thunder Tribulation hacked down ferociously like a狂龙 of purple lightning.
That Thunder Tribulation was as thick as a giant python, with berserk electric arcs leaping all over it. Wherever it passed, the very space seemed to be seared into pitch‑black cracks, emitting a terrifying "zizizi" sound.
