Eighteenth Strike

"Twenty-one heavenly lightning swords, each with the prowess of the peak of Level Two Immortal Stage..."

Evelynn's eyes shook, her fists clenched as her lips quivered, "How can one face a tribulation like this!? Do the heavens not have eyes!?"

*Rumble!~*

The dark clouds roared in anger, but with Evelynn outside the heavenly tribulation zone, it was unable to do anything. It was unknown if it would do anything to an unrelated person. Nonetheless, its rumbling could be heard throughout the region, causing Davis's brows to squint into tiny slits.

There was the danger that someone could notice an immortal tribulation transpiring this prolonged, but it was the least of his concern at this moment.