At this moment, all was silent.
Everyone stared blankly upwards, their gaze sweeping across the sky devoid of any human figure.
Even Qiming Spirit Monarch, who wanted to flay and dismantle Lu Qian to vent his anger, was wiping the dirt off his face in shock, momentarily frozen and unable to snap out of his fright.
Was that just now the Golden Core Celestial Tribulation?
Are you kidding? Such world-destroying celestial thunder, could a Primordial Spirit cross it? Could Void Refining cross it?
Just what kind of monstrous deeds has the Yunshan Sect Leader done?!
Around Minglong Mountain, a hidden scout finally came to his senses, struggling to think, and tremblingly sent a message.
