"When you're at your weakest, that's when my opportunity arises," Lin Yingyun Mountain retreated a hundred miles, quietly observing the movements within the Thunder Pool, ready to make a desperate gamble at any moment.
As time passed, the first wave of the Thunder Tribulation, which lasted for a hundred breaths, gradually subsided. But upon seeing Wen Jiu, whose aura was still at its peak, Lin Yingyun Mountain paused his actions and couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration.
"As expected of a monstrous existence, even the Jade Splendor Cyan Wood Divine Thunder, which makes even those at the Middle Stage of the Golden Core avoid its edge, wasn't able to injure him. But I don't believe you can endure the second and third waves."
