C1851 Death of the Death God(2)

In the depths of the clouds, Faang Wuhui and Heavenly Thunder Ancestor, the two Eternal Stage warriors, had solemn expressions on their faces. Their brows were tightly furrowed, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the Heavenly Tribulation that was brewing.

"What kind of Heavenly Tribulation is this? It doesn't give birth to any lightning?" Faang Wuhui murmured