A sense of agitation arose in the will of the Vast Realm.
This was already the second time he had lost control of his own powers, and both times it was because of Ning Qi!
At this moment, no matter how he tried to mobilize his power, he could not stop the rules of the Vast Realm from surging towards the tribulation thunder in the sky.
Those tribulation thunders seemed to have transformed into a huge magnet, completely nullifying his control over the power of his own realm.
The only consolation for the will of the Vast Realm was that the power of rules needed to generate the Heavenly Tribulation was not much.
The phantom of the Vast Realm's will gazed into the sky, seeing the tribulation thunder growing in number and intensity, he could only comfort himself this way, and continue to stare helplessly.
After all, what else could he do besides watch? Hadn't he tried before?
Above the firmament, heavy clouds loomed, and an oppressive atmosphere filled the world.
