Boom!
Above the endless Heavenly Vault.
As time passed, the might of the Heavenly Tribulation grew even more terrifying.
While Baiyue Saint Master and Ye Wudao were conversing, Mo Wangchen managed to repel several more heavenly tribulations.
Now, a massive aura enveloped him, his hair flying wildly, and his fists, having collided with the heavenly tribulation multiple times, were already cracked and became bloody.
"Only three more..."
Mo Wangchen's eyes were filled with determination as he gazed upward at the Heavenly Vault.
Out of the eighty-one heavenly tribulations, he had already passed seventy-eight.
Only the last three remained!
"My Divine King Body... has also reached its limit..."
He sighed deeply, a bitter smile appearing on his face.
Now, his arms were numb and had become powerless.
The Holy Rank Divine King Body was indeed powerful, but the remaining three heavenly tribulations were clearly beyond what Mo Wangchen could endure.
Boom!