One man, one saber.
The white-haired, black-clad youth with his Blood-Drinking Mad Saber.
The Thunder Tribulation. There was only one way for a Unity Martial Artist to successfully overcome it: they had to use every trick in the book to withstand its terrifying power.
When the Thunder Tribulation descended, eighty percent of Martial Artists were unable to withstand it and were annihilated on the spot.
But what about Long Ao?
Instead of trying to figure out how to withstand the Thunder Tribulation, he was actually charging toward it with his saber in hand. Wasn't this just asking to die?
'Has Long Ao cracked under the pressure? Has he lost his mind?'
Everyone stared at the scene overhead in horror. The Thunder Tribulation was one of the most terrifying forces in existence. Most people would be desperate to dodge it, let alone actively attack it. Even if someone had a death wish, they wouldn't choose such a direct path to their own demise.
