The second round of the heavenly tribulation was strange and terrifying. It was so powerful that it seemed to have been meant for immortals. The strength it possessed was far beyond anything Wang Sheng had ever imagined a heavenly tribulation could be. It had lightning infused with the power of divine punishment, heavenly fire that scorched the spirit, and mystical ice that could freeze Nascent Souls solid. 0

Of all the heavenly tribulations, cultivators faced lightning tribulations most commonly. However, heavenly tribulations had more than just lightning in their arsenals.0

The fourth and fifth lightning strikes had wounded Wang Sheng's Dao Body. To make matters worse, they had come with heavenly fire and mystical ice.0

Now, he had no choice but to unleash every technique he knew. He had wanted to keep a few trump cards hidden for the last three strikes, but what good were trump cards to a dead man?0

Yaoyun had called it a death tribulation earlier, which was all he had to hear to know what awaited him. At the very least, Spiritless was still sheathed, which gave Wang Sheng a small sense of comfort. He hadn't used his four sword intents yet either. His Heavenly Tribulation Sword...0