Chu Fengmian lifted his head, gazing up at the sky.
The heavenly tribulation now loomed directly over Chu Fengmian.
The heavenly tribulation, following Chu Fengmian relentlessly, as bolts of annihilation lightning continued to gather, ready to descend at any moment.
"What's going on? Why is this heavenly tribulation chasing me?"
Chu Fengmian looked at the heavenly tribulation, puzzled by its pursuit, unable to grasp the reason immediately.
This heavenly tribulation should have belonged to Lan Ming, now that Lan Ming is dead, the heavenly tribulation should gradually dissipate.
Yet now, the heavenly tribulation persists, as if intent on hunting down Chu Fengmian, with a relentless, undying determination.
This defied all logic.
Chu Fengmian had read countless ancient texts, witnessed many recorded heavenly tribulations, but none were as bizarre as this.
