Great Dream Marsh, at the Sea Eye.
Witnessing above the heavenly dome, the heavy and oppressive gray-black tribulation clouds, like a curtain, enveloped the entire sea area, brewing and roiling with terrifying qi mechanism.
A Peng bird, seemingly forged from gold, stood proudly beneath the tribulation clouds, its wings spread wide, allowing the thunderous heavenly lightning to strike.
Lightning intertwined, roaring loudly, transforming into dragon-snake pythons, the thunderstorm ocean poured relentlessly upon the Peng bird, completely submerging it.
Under such heavenly tribulation, the feathers of the Golden-Winged Heavenly Peng continuously charred and shattered, even blood splashed.
But it did not retreat in the slightest, always charging towards the heavenly tribulation.
In the distance, Lu Changsheng and Yun Wanshang, along with Qian Zhuyan, stood side by side, quietly watching the Golden-Winged Heavenly Peng crossing tribulation.
