An immense sense of crisis washed over Song Changsheng, making his scalp crawl. He could smell the scent of destruction and death.
The Tree Demon had died under the Celestial Thunder, so the blood-colored barrier that trapped Song Changsheng and the others, as well as the menacing army of treants on the periphery, naturally dissipated into nothingness.
But now, they were locked onto by the tribulation clouds, with no way to escape.
Thunder Serpents surged within the tribulation clouds, and peals of thunder cast a shadow over their hearts. Their faces were grim. This was a Celestial Punishment from the Celestial Dao.
BOOM—
A purple Thunderbolt burst from the tribulation clouds, like a roaring thunderous python, and plummeted straight toward Xu Yunhe's position.
Xu Yunhe's Cultivation was only at the Mid-stage Foundation Establishment. As a Sword Cultivator, although his attacks were sharp and deadly, his defenses were somewhat lacking.
