The Emerge of a Mysterious Figure

"Boom, boom, boom—!"

Jets of golden thunderbolts pierced the hollow like sharp swords. The poor galaxy was already in a dilapidated state, with the exception of the vast planet on which Zhou Bao had chosen to undergo his Thunder Tribulation.

Three bolts of the Eight Trigrams Golden Thunder shot down in succession, but they were all dissolved and absorbed by the Yin and Yang Dust Formation.

From the viewpoint of Wang She's lot who were standing outside the tribulation, it seemed quite severe; however everything was actually going on well inside the Yin and Yang Dust Formation. After it was turned on, the Yin and Yang Dust Formation diluted the energy of the Eight Trigrams Golden Thunder into numerous fine strands and made them disappear by absorbing them. Everything was going on in an orderly way, and the tribulation had not caused any damage to the Yin and Yang Dust Formation.