Above the sky, the tribulation clouds have not dissipated.
But those undergoing the tribulation have already completed it.
Everyone stared in astonishment at the Sword Ancestor, who emerged after cleaving through the spherical lightning.
On the forehead of the Sword Ancestor, a halo of a five-colored divine chain automatically peeled off and dispersed like petals.
At this moment, an infinite flow of gray-black evil qi surged towards the tribulation lightning above the sky like a floodgate opening.
The Sword Ancestor's expression seemed both pained and lucid.
Suddenly, from the eye at his brow, a semi-transparent Will Sword flew out.
Zheng!
Upon its emergence, everyone present felt an unrivaled Sword Intent bursting forth in the void.
Moreover, many cultivators with their Magical Swords outside also emitted a ringing sound, seemingly resonating with the Will Sword, almost flying away.
