Might as well find a block of tofu and bash my head in!
Elder Luo felt the same way. The seven of them were not only running around in panic under the Tribulation Thunder, but they had also surrendered all their magical treasures.
Why did we bother getting involved in this mess?
This time, we really didn't check the almanac before heading out.
The intensity of the Tribulation Thunder was something they naturally felt, and the space where they could set their feet was rapidly diminishing.
The eight had already been forced to huddle together. The Great Elder of the Piaomiao Sect's face was full of despair; he no longer had that aura of fearless advancement, and now he deeply regretted everything.
"I'll go out and draw the thunder!"
He spoke resolutely.
"Are you crazy, courting death?"
The Great Elder from Unparalleled Tower had turned noticeably pale, and upon hearing this, he was even more furious.
