For some reason, this Sixth Layer of Heavenly Tribulation seemed far less formidable than before.
The thunder gradually subsided, the electric light faded, but the black tribulation cloud changed color, gradually turning purple.
There must be something odd when things deviate from the norm.
Lu Qingshan was ready and waiting.
Suddenly!
A fierce wind swept across, as if the Heaven's Vault sagged down a thousand fathoms. The swirling purple ink-like tribulation clouds descended low, instantly covering the sky and blocking the sun, leaving Lu Qingshan no room to react or resist.
Darkness engulfed Lu Qingshan in an instant, reaching out and seeing nothing, everything became invisible.
In this absolute darkness, Lu Qingshan stood still, like a statue of Buddha.
Countless chaotic voices and information flooded from all directions, pervasive, omnipresent, unavoidable.
The Heart Demon was at work.
