“So excessive! I remember, back when the tree spirit in Black Origin Mountain was overcoming Lightning Tribulation, it was not as powerful as this!” Chen Feng exclaimed.

Unknown to Chen Feng, back then, the tree spirit had utilized a secret technique, which made use of other trees as substitutes for itself. Thus, the scene of its Lightning Tribulation was less devastating compared to Purplebolt’s Lightning Tribulation.

After finding Purplebolt, Chen Feng saw that the Great Yao was barely breathing. If it were not for the connection between their souls, Chen Feng would not have believed that the thing before him was the Purplebolt Silverlight Wyrm.

A blackened, wooden pole-like object rested before Chen Feng. It was only thanks to Chen Feng’s soul power that he could sense that the object was Purplebolt.

Purplebolt’s body was originally covered with white-coloured scales and the single horn on his head would flash with purple-coloured lightning. With an aggressive air of majesty and the ability to upend the clouds to his will, he was a prestigious existence. At that moment, however, due to the Lightning Tribulation, he had become a black piece of charcoal. For Chen Feng, the great difference between the two images was almost impossible to accep...