At this moment, even the void seemed to have frozen, and Chen Yuan felt as if endless thunder descended upon his Primordial Spirit, attempting to obliterate him.
The purple Primordial Spirit also shone brightly at this moment, diminishing the power of the thunder slightly.
However, even so, the destructive power of the thunder remained terrifying. One could clearly see tiny threads of lightning continuously crawling over his Primordial Spirit.
Aiming to disintegrate his Primordial Spirit from the inside out.
"Boom!"
The first thunderbolt had not yet dispersed when the second thunderbolt followed immediately, intensifying the power of the Thunder Sea.
The third bolt,
The fourth bolt,
Five consecutive bolts of thunder fell almost without pause, as if the will of the Tribulation Thunder from above the Nine Heavens understood that if only one bolt of thunder fell at a time,
it would be difficult to destroy the one undergoing the tribulation below.
